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381. No one can match(1/2)

Su Butong strolled leisurely in the courtyard and said loudly: "Who can take this great head?" After saying this, he knocked the white man unconscious. Now that we were outnumbered, the most important thing was to weaken the opponent's combat power.

Now Su Butong is in a mysterious realm and is not worth mentioning to outsiders. Why? Since returning to the Su family's ancestral land and eating mango red clams by mistake, in addition to being immune to all poisons, Su Butong has become increasingly aware that his eyesight can see clearly.

The veins of leaves more than 20 meters away, my hearing can actually pick up the subtleties.

This is also the reason why he dared to blindfold himself in Hongmen.

Otherwise, he is not a reckless person, so why would he dare to do this? After all, he only has one life, so this special ability gives him the opportunity to pretend.

Now that he is in a dangerous situation, and the other party is the so-called "mourner", he doesn't know how the other party will act, so he can only deal with it carefully.

Some people who had nothing to do with this matter immediately ran away for fear of being involved.

Subutong helped the old man next to him. If he hadn't reminded him just now, he might have been injured at this moment. The man's legs and feet were inconvenient, so Subutong still helped him up and kept him away from the area.

A strong man about 2 meters tall appeared in front of Subudong carrying two sickles tied with iron chains. There were two younger brothers beside him, each holding an iron fork in his hand. The other party made it clear that he wanted to use iron

He restricted his movement with a fork, and then cut off his hand with a sickle. The mourner used an iron chain sickle to attack from near or far, but it really felt like a funeral.

However, Subutong felt that this Undertaker was a bit like the Butcher in Diablo, with both melee attack skills and long-range output capabilities. A novice Nephalem would definitely be intimidated by this kind of boss.

But Subutong is an old gangster in the shelter, and these level bosses are just for him to grind equipment.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant." said the thin bald man next to the mourner. This man had a nose nail and looked a bit nondescript.

"How will you know if you are crazy or not until you try?" Su Butong decided to transform into a warrior monk and fight the enemy with both fists. With his fists paired, he actually put on a showdown with the opponent.

No one expected that before he finished speaking, Su Butong turned around and ran away.

"Don't let him run away!" The Undertaker shouted, and threw the sickle in his hand, trying to hit Subudong, but Subutong's movement was too ghostly, and the hook that seemed to be a sure hit was deflected.

Subudong opened a distance of about ten meters.

"Chase!" the mourner ordered, and the two people around him immediately carried steel forks and chased Su Butong. At this time, the place where everyone was located was almost 40 hectares of land, surrounded by barbed wire fences, and outside the barbed wire fence.

seawater.

Su Butong ran with all his strength in this place. Unless he was exhausted, it would be difficult for him to catch up.

But by chance, two people appeared on his path.

In other words, the people who want to cut off his hand are not just the three mourners, but more?

"Stop him!" The two men with steel forks behind him shouted to someone unknown. Su Butong was alert, as two people suddenly blocked his way in front of him, and he even saw a flash of silver light.

It's a weapon!

After a flash of thought, Su Butong had more thoughts in his mind.

The white man who wanted to chop him at first almost succeeded, taking advantage of his momentary distraction while listening to the old man's speech. But if the white man was not from the Undertaker's group, then there were other groups who wanted to chop him.

his arm.

In order to hide his true intentions, the best way is to hide among the crowd watching the fun.

Subudong realized that there was danger in the crowd. But the most important thing was to get rid of the two people who were blocking him.

He jumped up and used a divine dragon move to strike east and west. He punched one person in the face and kicked the other person, knocking them down instantly.

After landing, he didn't wait for the other party to react, and used his sword twice on the necks of the two of them. As if he was an assassin, he made the other party faint before they could react.

Su Butong randomly searched the bodies of these two people, and unexpectedly dropped two daggers.

"Bad luck." Su Butong scolded himself angrily as a gangster, because these two daggers were ground on the cement floor using disposable plastic spoons, and their lethality was not great at all. In terms of equipment level, this kind of equipment is generally

Gray or white equipment, not even green equipment. Su Butong knew that some people had a lot of good stuff hidden in them, but he just didn't touch it himself.

At this time, the two steel-fork boys had already run a few steps away from Subudong.

Su Butong started running wildly again.

It wasn't that he couldn't defeat them, but that Su Butong wanted to see how many prisoners were attacking him.

In the eyes of everyone, Su Butong's image at this time was simply that of a thief running away in embarrassment.

The two people holding steel forks even had a ferocious smile on their faces: "10 million US dollars is enough for this lifetime."

"It's worth it." Another person affirmed.

Unexpectedly, before the two of them had time to imagine their beautiful life, they were frightened by two plastic daggers flying in front of them.

No one saw clearly when Subutong hid the two daggers. They didn't even see clearly when Subutong threw the daggers.

But the two daggers were completely buried, leaving only two handles.

This hand really frightened the two people: "Can you do it?" One of them pulled the dagger out of the ground, and then threw the plastic dagger into the ground hard, but a large part of the blade was still exposed.

Land outside.

The two people looked at each other: "How did he do it?"

"I heard that Chinese people know kongfu! It's a special kind of force, also called 'chi', which means Qi."

"You two have time to be in a daze, why don't you lie down!" The mourner appeared behind the two of them. Seeing that the two of them were so frustrated, he grabbed the two of them by their collars, and then tried hard to pull their heads off.

Had an intimate contact.

The two men were knocked unconscious by the mourner.

A group of people watching the show were shocked. They didn't expect that the mourner was so ruthless and even killed one of his own people.

"One less person means one less penny." The mourner smiled solemnly.

Su Butong also saw the situation here and felt a little surprised. However, he still did not stop and deliberately got into the crowd.

Finally, another person couldn't help but take action.

This man was a white man with tattoos all over his body. When he saw Subudong rushing toward him, he secretly took out a nail dagger that was also ground by himself. This was his seat from the playground.

The long nails removed from the chair had been polished into a sharp shape by him at the end of the screw. They had helped him make a lot of contributions in the many battles between the Brotherhood and the Black Jie.

Today he once again took out the weapon that brought him good luck, hoping to taste Subbudong's blood and get a penny at the same time.

"Go to hell!" The bounty stipulated that the dead would not receive any money, so he stabbed Subudong in the thigh in a very measured manner.

As long as this running leg is restrained, life and death can be taken.

But this person didn't know that Su Butong deliberately exposed his flaws in order to let more people hiding in the dark reveal their true identities.

He jumped up very quickly, used all his strength to avoid the knife stabbing his body, punched the opponent in the face, and then put his knee on the opponent's stomach.

The attack was measured, but very cruel. Although it did not hurt the opponent's life, it was enough to make them lose their fighting ability for a period of time.

So far, the two punches and one kick have all been fatal means of hitting the opponent's head, making others gasp and feel pain on their own bodies.

Su Butong strolled leisurely in the courtyard and said loudly: "Who can take this great head?" After saying this, he knocked the white man unconscious. Now that we were outnumbered, the most important thing was to weaken the opponent's combat power.

Now Su Butong is in a mysterious realm and is not worth mentioning to outsiders. Why? Since returning to the Su family's ancestral land and eating mango red clams by mistake, in addition to being immune to all poisons, Su Butong has become increasingly aware that his eyesight can see clearly.

The veins of leaves more than 20 meters away, my hearing can actually pick up the subtleties.

This is also the reason why he dared to blindfold himself in Hongmen.

Otherwise, he is not a reckless person, so why would he dare to do this? After all, he only has one life, so this special ability gives him the opportunity to pretend.

Now that he is in a dangerous situation, and the other party is the so-called "mourner", he doesn't know how the other party will act, so he can only deal with it carefully.

Some people who had nothing to do with this matter immediately ran away for fear of being involved.

Subutong helped the old man next to him. If he hadn't reminded him just now, he might have been injured at this moment. The man's legs and feet were inconvenient, so Subutong still helped him up and kept him away from the area.

A strong man about 2 meters tall appeared in front of Subudong carrying two sickles tied with iron chains. There were two younger brothers beside him, each holding an iron fork in his hand. The other party made it clear that he wanted to use iron

He restricted his movement with a fork, and then cut off his hand with a sickle. The mourner used an iron chain sickle to attack from near or far, but it really felt like a funeral.

However, Subutong felt that this Undertaker was a bit like the Butcher in Diablo, with both melee attack skills and long-range output capabilities. A novice Nephalem would definitely be intimidated by this kind of boss.

But Subutong is an old gangster in the shelter, and these level bosses are just for him to grind equipment.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant." said the thin bald man next to the mourner. This man had a nose nail and looked a bit nondescript.

"How will you know if you are crazy or not until you try?" Su Butong decided to transform into a warrior monk and fight the enemy with both fists. With his fists paired, he actually put on a showdown with the opponent.

No one expected that before he finished speaking, Su Butong turned around and ran away.

"Don't let him run away!" The Undertaker shouted, and threw the sickle in his hand, trying to hit Subudong, but Subutong's movement was too ghostly, and the hook that seemed to be a sure hit was deflected.

Subudong opened a distance of about ten meters.

"Chase!" the mourner ordered, and the two people around him immediately carried steel forks and chased Su Butong. At this time, the place where everyone was located was almost 40 hectares of land, surrounded by barbed wire fences, and outside the barbed wire fence.

seawater.

Su Butong ran with all his strength in this place. Unless he was exhausted, it would be difficult for him to catch up.

But by chance, two people appeared on his path.

In other words, the people who want to cut off his hand are not just the three mourners, but more?

"Stop him!" The two men with steel forks behind him shouted to someone unknown. Su Butong was alert, as two people suddenly blocked his way in front of him, and he even saw a flash of silver light.

It's a weapon!

After a flash of thought, Su Butong had more thoughts in his mind.
To be continued...
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