Zhu Polu kicked Su Ying in the stomach. Although Su Ying was an elite member of the police force, Zhu Polu was a well-known villain, and his personal fighting ability was also quite good.
Su Ying could no longer move, her face was full of pain.
But Zhu Polu still looked around. Luo Hui must have come when Su Ying came back. He still had feelings for Luo Hui. God knows when that guy would pop up.
Zhu Polu grabbed Su Ying's chin and sneered: "Tell me, where is that bastard Luo Hui?"
Su Ying was not moved at all and said: "You are so afraid of him. Look back and see who is behind you?"
Zhu Polu immediately looked back, but found that there was no one. At this time, Su Ying used her last bit of strength to kick Zhu Polu's body.
But she still didn't have much strength after this sleep. Zhu Polu took a few steps back, with a ferocious look on his face: "Damn it, you dare to lie to me, you really want to die. Okay, you bitch
If you dare to play tricks on me, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life. I will call a dozen people now. Do black people like it? Haha!"
With that said, Zhu Polu picked up the phone and was about to make a call, but then someone knocked on the door.
"who?"
"Brother Polu, Brother Wulong asked me to ask you to go and play in Huihuang." Luo Hui and Heimao stood at the door, and Heimao said aloud.
Zhu Polu frowned. Although he was very suspicious, he heard that it was one of his own and the voice was not Luo Hui's. You must know that he now has an instinctive feeling for Luo Hui's voice. As long as Luo Hui speaks, he will definitely
I can hear it.
He walked over and opened the door and saw a dark-faced young man with a very angry look on his face. He asked, "Didn't Wu Long say anything?"
But the other party smiled strangely, said nothing, and stabbed him with an extremely sharp dagger from the side.
Zhu Polu immediately felt a warning sign and wanted to close the door, but that damn black-faced young man actually kicked Zhu Polu in the ear and crotch, and the latter immediately guarded against the dagger and received a strong kick.
However, Heimao was also punched by Zhu Polu and Lao Yun was knocked away, causing a mouthful of blood to spit out from his mouth.
"Luo Hui!"
Zhu Polu twitched all over in pain and shouted viciously.
Luo Hui came out, but he had no intention of talking to Zhu Polu. He raised his left foot and kicked him. Zhu Polu had no strength to resist and immediately fell to the ground and could not get up. It all happened so fast.
Even Zhu Polu's mind is still stuck in the previous excitement.
"Stop!" Su Ying who was standing aside suddenly shouted loudly when she saw Luo Hui was about to kill Zhu Polu.
Luo Hui's hand just stopped, and Su Ying struggled to get up and asked: "I want to kill him with my own hands!"
Luo Hui rolled his eyes and saw Heimao also standing up. He could only walk over and help Su Ying up and said, "Why are you so disobedient? Fortunately, I came early, otherwise something big would have happened again."
"If you want to take care of it, give me the dagger." Su Ying said with a cold face.
Luo Hui had no choice but to hand the dagger to Su Ying. The latter slowly walked towards Zhu Polu with a frosty face and said, "I told you, as long as my aunt doesn't die, I will
I will cut off your flesh piece by piece, don’t think I’m kidding, it won’t be enough for a trash like you to die a hundred times!”
Su Ying shouted angrily as if she was venting her anger, saying that she stabbed the dagger in her hand hard, and immediately pierced Zhu Polu's abdomen.
"Smelly ****, you killed me, kill me, I told you that as long as I don't die, sooner or later I will drag in more than a dozen black people, haha!" Zhu Polu couldn't help but spit out his words.
He was dripping with blood and laughed loudly.
When Luo Hui heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Su Ying, stab him in the neck and kill him with one knife."
Su Ying's hands were trembling a little. No matter how abominable the situation in front of her was, he was still a human being, and stabbing a human being into a sieve with his own hands was not something he could do just by talking about it.
When Zhu Polu heard Luo Hui's voice, he finally showed a hint of fear and said, "You can't kill me. Even if you kill me, you can't do without Dongping. The Dragon King will kill you sooner or later."
"Damn it, you're going to die for talking so much nonsense." Luo Hui walked over and stepped on Zhu Polu's head, then shouted at Su Ying: "Stick him in the neck, otherwise none of us will be able to leave.
"
Su Ying nodded heavily, grabbed the dagger tightly with both hands and shouted loudly, just as she was about to drop it, but at this moment:
With a "ding" sound, the dagger in Su Ying's hand was knocked away, and Luo Hui also felt a huge sense of crisis in his mind.
"Su Ying, Heimao, be careful."
Luo Hui shouted angrily, and threw himself at Su Ying, rolling over and over again, with flying knives stuck in the ground where they rolled.
Zhu Polu saw the flying knife on the ground, his eyes showed overwhelming surprise, and shouted: "Grandpa, you are finally here."
There was an old man standing at the door. This old man's short hair had long since turned white. Many white-haired old men gave people the impression of being very kind and kind, but when looking at this man Luo Hui, a cold air came from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, which was even more strange.
What's surprising is that Luo Hui still feels a little familiar with this old man.
The old man had a large burned scar on his face, which was extremely hideous. Even his left eye was slightly turned outward, and his eyes were sinister, like a ghost crawling out of hell.
Su Ying looked at the old man, her eyes suddenly filled with fear, and she clutched Luo Hui's arm tightly with both hands, not daring to speak.
"Useless thing." The old man snorted at Zhu Polu, but he still helped Zhu Polu up, then turned around and looked at Luo Hui, Su Ying and the three black men, and asked:
"You want to kill my grandson?"
Luo Hui can feel that this old man is very powerful. He is really powerful. Judging from the flying knife he just threw, he can imagine that without the accumulation of decades of practicing, he does not have such deep skills. But great is great.
, he was not much afraid.
"It turns out that Zhu Polu is your grandson. Let alone grandpa, even if our ancestor is here, he will die today." Luo Hui sneered.
The old man's eyes immediately showed a murderous intent, and he said: "Just by saying this, you are already dead."
After saying that, another flying knife appeared in the old man's hand, and it shot out towards Luo Hui.
Luo Hui's expression did not change, he turned over and clamped the flying knife between his feet, but the old man was really murderous and did not give Luo Hui a chance to breathe. Another flying knife came out
Fly here.
"Ding ding ding."
Luo Hui picked up his dagger while tumbling, then squinted his eyes and shot down the flying knives one after another.
"I didn't expect that this little kid like you has some abilities." The old man held the throwing knife in his hand and said solemnly instead of throwing it out.
Luo Hui grinned and said, "Thank you for the compliment."
"Humph, you really aren't afraid of death! You haven't been out for so many years, and even a little guy like you dares to follow me Zhu Huanheng!" the old man yelled.
But Luo Hui suddenly stared, Zhu Huan! Zhu Huan! So he is Zhu Huan!
Luo Hui thought of the name Zhu Huan several times in his heart, no wonder why he was so familiar with this old man before.
Sixteen years ago, on that rainy night, Uncle Hero rescued himself alone when he was surrounded by more than 20 people with guns. However, that person still refused to let him go. He wanted to eradicate the root cause and kept sending people to hunt them down.
Among these people is a very famous killer in the world, Zhu Huan, known as the Ghost Shadow Sword.
"Zhu Huan, it turns out it's you." Luo Hui's figure suddenly became cold. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed forward, and the tip of the dagger he raised flashed with a breathtaking light.
of cold light.
Zhu Huan's eyes also condensed. He felt a sense of resentment from Luo Hui, an uncontrollable hatred! He has killed countless people in his life, does this little kid have a grudge against him? Where there is grudge, there will be grudge, Zhu Huan
Huan never worried that his enemies would come to his door. He liked to cut off his enemies' limbs inch by inch. The feeling of pleasure was so wonderful that life was wonderful.
Thinking about this, Zhu Huan showed a trace of cruelty at the corner of his mouth, and immediately grabbed seven or eight flying knives in his hand, and threw them all away at extremely fast speed!