"Kill!!" The prisoners in the front circle immediately gathered towards Di Cheng. Having been aroused by the fierce battle between Da Luo and others, they showed fierce attack momentum when they came up. *www.shu8.com*
The dozen or so prisoners in the outermost circle of the Pao! Book Bar* also tensed up, were on full alert, and moved closer step by step. They did not rush forward in a rush, but they cooperated very well.
"Hold me tight!" Di Cheng shouted loudly, and his body leaped into the air with ten consecutive kicks. He ignored the fists of the two people in front of him, and kicked fiercely, short, fast, and violently.
Although the two people in front of him were fierce, their strength was too different. The huge force surged, and the two arms were broken and deformed by the kick. The pale bone stubble with bright red blood spurted out. The bloody scene was horrifying to Wei Shu, who was panicking.
Xuan screamed, hugged Di Cheng tightly, lay on his back and never dared to look up again.
"You little bastards, get out of the way, grandpa!" Yang Jing went crazy, and struck with a pair of iron fists. Although not as shocking as Dahan, it still had an amazing effect, and anyone who dared to fight with it would be injured.
Bones, screaming again and again.
In fact, both Di Cheng and Yang Jing regretted not bringing Dahan with them at this time. They originally thought that there was only one Fang Zhongshou, so it would be more suitable to bring Sha Lang, who had the strongest attack ability, than Dahan. In addition, Dahan was so big.
It was a bit too much and could easily attract attention, so I finally chose Salang.
But who would have thought that God, who likes to joke, would tease people like this, turning a sudden attack into a melee!
"Stop it, stop it!" Meng Pingzhu shouted anxiously. While calling on his subordinates to intercept with all their strength, he led Da Luo and the others to charge in.
Fang Zhongshou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and lightly touched his somewhat deformed left shoulder, a stinging pain spread immediately. A sinister light flashed in his eyes, he stood up slowly, held the scalpel and walked towards the outer edge of the woods.
Di Cheng used his body skills to the extreme, turning his fists into claws, and danced with fierce claw shadows, constantly leaving hideous wounds on the enemy's face and body. His ruthless methods made people's hearts tremble, but they also aroused the bloodiness of these beasts.
Screams and roars echoed in the dense forest.
However, with Wei Shuxuan on his back and terrifying beasts all around him, Di Cheng also had to look behind him at all times, and his movements were greatly restricted.
Fortunately, Yang Jing and Sha Lang finally broke through the blockage and rushed to his side. With two people resisting from behind, Di Cheng seemed to have released all the restraints, and his moves suddenly became fierce and fierce.
His right foot violently kicked the person on the right who was trying to attack him in the lower abdomen. At the same time, his blood-stained claws turned beguilingly red and struck the person in front of him in the face.
puff……
Four deep scratches immediately appeared on the man's face. The left eyeball and nose were completely shattered by the fierce force, and his face was a bloody mess.
ah…………
Accompanied by a shrill scream that didn't sound like a human voice, the crazy impact stopped instantly, and he tightly hugged the face that was no longer a face with both hands, and slammed into the surroundings like a headless fly.
The very spicy method made the people around who witnessed it tremble all over, their eyes were filled with horror, and they even started much slower.
"Rush out!" Di Cheng ignored everyone's feelings and took advantage of their brief absence to rush forward. Wei Shuxuan on his back had begun to tremble, and the hands holding Di Cheng tightened, as if he wanted to shake his whole body.
blend into his back.
The scene in the deepest memory quietly emerged, and the childish call echoed in her ears... Promised to make her laugh, promised to make her happy, and promised to protect her forever.
Time has passed, and after eighteen years of separation, both of them have grown up, but the strangeness of their faces cannot stop the tenderness of their blood, and the distance between their hearts cannot eliminate the involvement of family ties.
Little sister...my brother is back...eighteen years later, my brother is back...
It was only at this moment that Di Cheng truly realized that the hatred he thought he felt was not that deep, and the family ties he thought he could let go of were still so important.
Little sister, do you still have a brother in your memory...
Dad, Mom, Cheng'er is still alive, but...do you still remember the child eighteen years ago...
Ah, the tremor in his heart made Di Chengmu roar, ignoring the attack of the prisoner beside him, he grabbed the throat of the man in front, smashed the throat bone with huge force, broke the neck, and thick blood spurted out from the wide open mouth,
A pair of eyes widened like a dead fish, with fear and unwillingness, life disappearing...
Bang bang bang! The prisoners beside them had no fear, they still punched and punched heavily on Di Cheng. After several years of training in Chixiang Prison, although they still had fear, the instinct to fight had already filled their minds.
, the consciousness of offense flows in the blood.
The roar may have felt the sadness and anger of its master. The snow lion, whose movement was restricted by the dense crowd, roared suddenly, knocking down the prisoners in front of it, using its claws to step on their bodies and shoot up, scratching and trampling on everyone's heads.
, jump out of this battle circle.
The glowing green eyes swept across the entire scene. The snow jade divine lion, designated by the Living Buddha as the Holy Son of War, looked up to the sky and roared, pawed with its four claws, made a half circle, pounced on it, and opened its mouth wide.
He bit the heel of the person on the outermost edge, click! The sharp teeth closed, and the strong bite force immediately broke his muscles and bones.
Ah, how could the prisoner in front of him have imagined that he was being attacked from behind? The severe pain made him scream in terror and fall on his back.
The snow lion continued to go crazy, biting Man Chong all the way, and actually rushed to Di Cheng in the battle circle.
Looking at the snow lion rushing in covered with blood, Di Cheng was slightly startled. He did not expect that this little guy could play such a surprise role, but the opportunity was rare. He called Yang Jing Shalang to rush out from the chaotic passage.
step impact.
"Don't panic, surround us, surround us!" Meng Pingzhu shouted anxiously, but the attack by his men was really fierce, the people were dense, and the scene was chaotic. In addition, they were located in the woods, and even their movements were restricted.
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"Get away!!!" Under the frenzied impact, Di Cheng finally approached the edge of the battle circle. He danced with his fists and knocked back the two people in front of him. Sha Lang stood up and his feet poured down like a trembling wind and rain, expanding again.
gap.
After exhaling heavily, Di Cheng and the other three finally rushed out, covered in wounds and blood.
"Meng Pingzhu, Fang Zhongshou, if you dare to hurt the Wei family even a single hair, I, Di Cheng, will sworn in with you." Forced to raise his voice, Di Cheng shouted loudly and hugged Wei Shuxuan behind him.
In his arms, he quickly fled forward.
Behind him, Yang Jing Shalang didn't care about his embarrassment, threw his legs away, and ran forward like crazy.
The craziness of these guys is beyond imagination. Once they are entangled by Meng Pingzhu and the others, they may really end up here tonight.
However... before Yang Jing, who was at the back, could run out of the dense forest, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the side and struck at him.
His eyes suddenly turned cold, and Yang Jing swung his fist without thinking. Bang! His fist hit his chest, and the flying black shadow flew back without any suspense.
Huh? No! With his amazing combat experience, Yang Jing could clearly detect that the impact just now had no force! It seemed like a simple round hitting the meat, not an impact like a fist.
That's... a corpse?!
Yes, that's a corpse! The shadow may be dead, but...
A bad feeling suddenly came over his heart. At the critical moment, Yang Jing tried his best to avoid it. But Fang Zhongshou, who came up with him, was hiding behind the previous corpse. He had been gathering momentum for a long time. How could he let him escape? His fingers were as fast as drills.
With a little movement, hit the eagle window point directly on the midline of the ribs.
Bang! The fingertips hit hard.
Yingchuang point is one of the thirty-six fatal points. After being hit, it can affect the intercostal nerves, prethoracic nerves, and the two main arteries, the artery and veins, shock the heart and stop the blood supply, leading to shock or even death.
Yang Jing had strong muscles and had to dodge dangerously, but the point shot still hit the target successfully. His vision went dark, his body swayed, Yang Jing staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"It's over." Shou floated out of the room like a ghost, and tapped Yang Jing's temples and Yamen points with his fingers like hooks. These two biggest fatal points of the human body, once hit, Yang Jing would die tragically on the spot.
Yang Jing could vaguely feel that the crisis was approaching, but although the previous acupuncture impact did not cause him any real fatal injuries, it caused his body to temporarily lose control and was unable to fight back.
"Get out of here, grandpa!" In a life-or-death situation, Sha Lang, who was already not far away, turned around and attacked suddenly. His sharp legs brought out a sharp roar, and he intervened forcefully to push back Fang Zhongshou, who was about to succeed.
"Let's go!" Shalang grabbed Yang Jing's majestic body, ignored him, simply threw him behind him, gritted his teeth and ran away before the pursuers behind him approached.
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