Chapter 259 The first pair of feet that were broken
Chapter 259 The first pair of broken legs
Amidst the flames and explosions, the giant-like man laughed loudly, and used his fist as strong as a battering ram to smash the guards blocking him into pieces one by one.
"What a pleasure! As expected of the great family we once were, they kept fighting even when they knew they were outmatched! It's fun to kill such an opponent!" The big man completely ignored the guards' guns and attacks, which could easily kill ordinary people.
The weapon hit his naked body, leaving only a negligible white mark. This level of attack not only did not make him feel pain, but made him more happy. "If you can't find a good opponent for a while, such a battle will be difficult."
Not bad!”
"You think so? Nobunaga?"
"I don't have any objections. As long as you have a good time, it's fine. There's nothing worth grabbing here anyway." The man called "Nobunaga" was a man in thin plain clothes with a long Japanese-style ponytail and a waistband.
The man with a long Japanese sword was standing among the many cut corpses, looking at the burning mansion.
"Wokoin, you can play as much as you like. I'll go look for it. Although this house has declined, I might still be able to find some valuable things..." After explaining to his companions, Nobunaga walked through a section of burning fire.
The wooden wall was not afraid of the deadly flames, and he entered the sea of fire to search.
Seeing Nobunaga breaking into the inner house, the guards became even more anxious and tried their best to rush over to stop him, but they were all stopped by the big man named Wojin. Instead, several people were killed in succession because of their confusion.
"Yes, yes! This is the spirit of risking everything! Just use this spirit to fight!" Wo Jin shouted, the thoughts on his body almost condensed into armor visible to the naked eye, and every punch carried an eye-catching energy.
With the trembling whistling wind, Iron Fist knew that the stone sculptures, ground, rockery and guards in the courtyard, whether they were inanimate objects or living people, were all turned into pieces.
"Why... why don't you let us go?" An older telepathic person who looked like the leader of the guard was knocked back by his punch. He vomited blood and fell to the ground. He shouted angrily, "Aren't we already here?
Are you admitting defeat? What else do you want! Don’t you even follow the rules?"
"Oh? It sounds like there is something hidden..." Wojin stopped and looked at the middle-aged man with blood and tears on his face with some interest.
This action made the surrounding guards secretly relieved, feeling that things seemed to be turning around.
But a few seconds later, Wojin waved his fist again.
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me! I just want to enjoy the battle happily!"
The cold iron fist struck hard, turning all the anger and courage, sadness and confusion into pieces.
A few minutes later, Nobunaga walked out of the sea of fire carrying a small bag. His white shirt was still clean, with no trace of smoke or any trace of blood on it.
"I found some things that may be cultural relics. Let's ask other people to help me check the value after a while. I hope the trip is not in vain." He saw Wo Jin standing in a pool of blood with his neck raised and drinking.
He picked up a few empty wine bottles and frowned, "Don't drink too much. Drinking too much wine will make your shots slow. This is a big no-no!"
"It's okay to be slow in a place like this." Wo Jin said nonchalantly, "The strongest one is just a big family that has passed... and now we have wiped it out, so it is very safe."
"I always have an uneasy feeling..."
"You often have uneasy premonitions - don't be suspicious, even if someone comes looking for trouble, just kill him!" Wojin threw away another empty wine bottle, then staggered towards the corner of the courtyard.
Wine Cellar - In the battle just now, he had been careful to protect the wine cellar from any damage. In his opinion, good wine is far more valuable than human life.
The distance from the pool of blood to the wine cellar was about thirty meters. With Wo Jin's pace, he could have walked there in a few seconds, but after taking two steps, he had to stop.
A short, dark, sturdy young man wearing training clothes blocked his path.
"Oh, I'm a step too late." The young man actually yawned, as if he was still hungover. "It's all Lao Luo and Lao Wang's fault. They said, 'Get rich, get rich, have a bottle of good wine.'"
Pour a bottle... Two beasts actually took advantage of me being drunk and sleeping, and poured them all into my mouth..."
These words were so personal and the content was so exciting that even Wo Jin, who was about to kill someone, was stunned.
"What happened next?" he couldn't help but ask.
"After the master woke me up, I knocked down the two beasts, then pried open their mouths, and each drank a barrel of 120-year-old wine." The short black young man grinned happily.
, "Those two guys are counting the stars in the sky now..."
Wojin nodded, indicating that he understood.
Then, his fist went straight to the face of the short black young man with the sound of howling wind.
Wo Jin is such a person, straightforward, straightforward and vicious.
His fists will always be struck at the first opportunity, and often the enemy is knocked down by his fists before they are even prepared for the fight.
Among the entire Phantom Troupe, he is the most destructive one.
Although there are thirteen members of the Phantom Troupe, the enemies defeated by Wojin alone account for about one-third of the entire troupe's achievements - but the troubles he causes account for more than half of the entire troupe's achievements.
At this moment, he was drunk, and his chest was full of pride. He felt that the punch was smooth and stretched, and it was like using all the strength of his body. His condition could not be better.
This punch can definitely break any enemy into pieces!
But before he hit the target with his punch, he saw the figure of the short black young man flashing. The shadow of the fist grew from small to large, and in an instant it was in front of him. Then his eyes suddenly went black, and his whole head was buzzing.
, the surrounding scenery also suddenly spun, and then there was a severe stinging in his eyebrows, eyes and nose, so painful that he couldn't help but cry out.
The black dwarf youth obviously struck after Wo Jin, but his fist came second and hit Wo Jin first, sending the entire Phantom Troupe's top master of the reinforcement system flying straight away!
Before Wojin could recover from the blow, Nobunaga had already put his hand on the handle of the knife in shock and anger. Just as he was about to draw the knife and charge forward, a hand stronger than his held him down.
shoulders.
"If I were you, I would obediently watch the battle." A gentle and confident voice sounded in his ears, "No matter what, he will die, at least let him behave like a man in a one-on-one duel.
Wouldn't it be better to die in battle?"
This man didn't speak very fast, and it took him almost ten seconds to finish saying this. During this time, Nobunaga changed several methods, but he couldn't get rid of his opponent: at first, he directly
He was about to pull out the knife, but his other hand held down the handle of his knife, so he couldn't pull out the knife. Then he used his left hand as a knife to pull it back, and was cut off by the man's palm on his wrist, and the entire left side was cut.
His arms were numb, so the attack naturally failed; he took a breath, and within seven or eight seconds, he used all his strength to slam backwards, intending to use this collision to knock his opponent away.
, at least he had to knock his opponent away to get a chance to take action, but this collision was like hitting a boulder made of steel. Not only did it not shake the opponent at all, but it made him dizzy and suffocated, and his internal organs ached. The right side that bore the brunt of the impact.
There was a sound of bones shattering from the shoulder, and the impact actually shattered my own shoulder bone!
"Who are you?" After struggling three times in vain and getting injured in vain, Nobunaga finally sighed and gave up resistance. He had determined that the opponent was not something he could challenge at all - not to mention the unfathomable kung fu and powerful command.
The power of human despair, just to be able to come behind oneself silently is already an incredible ability.
In his memory, no one had ever been able to do such a thing.
No! Even in his imagination, he had never imagined such a terrifying opponent!
Could it be that... the brigade has become so famous over the years that the Hunter Guild finally sent those legendary three-star experts to deal with them?
Fortunately, since they killed several one-star hunters, they have always thought that even three-star hunters are no big deal... It turns out that they are just ignorant... People who have never seen towering peaks can climb up a small hill.
He thought he was an expert at rock climbing, but when the towering cliff appeared in front of him, he finally found that there was no place for him to stand on, and he couldn't climb up even if he wanted to... At this point, Nobunaga naturally didn't expect to survive.
- On the battlefield in front, the short black young man, with fists like the wind, was fighting head-on with Wo Jin. He was obviously also an enhancement type, and his intensity of thought didn't seem to be any more powerful than Wo Jin's, but Wo Jin was because of just now
Because he drank too much, he was drunk at the moment, and his speed and accuracy of his shots were significantly reduced, so he was at a disadvantage. In just a short time, he had already broken several bones. If he continued like this, it would only be a matter of time before he was beaten to death.
things.
I think that young man must be the apprentice of the man behind him, right? It turns out that the strongest warrior that the brigade is proud of is just a training target for his apprentice... If I had known that this would happen, I should have forced Wo Jinjie to do it no matter what.
Wine!
If that's the case...at least he can perform better in the last battle of his life!
Nobunaga's heart was filled with regret and despair, but he was unwilling to give in after all. Perhaps just to prevent him from causing trouble, the man held his shoulder in a strange way after it was broken. This method was unheard of.
With such a grasp, Nobunaga was unable to move. Only his eyelids and mouth could move.
So he could only use all his strength and roar like a seriously wounded beast that was about to die: "Who on earth are you!"
This voice no longer contained the wildness and pride of the past when they wanted to snatch and kill, but only contained deep despair, helplessness and sadness - just like the guard leader who was killed by them not long ago.
The man was silent for a few seconds and finally answered.
"I am Cheng Peng, the man who announced that he will destroy you."
