Ma Liang was desperate, but he still supported himself.
I just thought in my heart, how good would it be if this Zhai Guang were like those scarecrows and rag dolls he used when practicing swordsmanship? If he couldn't move at all, wouldn't he just cut him wherever he wanted? I wanted to.
Heart or liver, doesn't it all depend on his preference?
With a bruised nose and swollen face, Ma Liang's consciousness gradually became blurred, and even his eyes could only see a little bit.
Are you going to fall here?
This question made Ma Liang feel more heartbroken than Zhai Guang's fist.[
After being in seclusion for so long, I thought I could flex my muscles, sweep through everything, appear in front of Zhou Ming in all glory, and humiliate him, but ended up dying before leaving.
Another punch hit the side of Ma Liang's face hard. Ma Liang's body was turned around after being hit, and when he swayed, he suddenly found Song Ying walking over tremblingly. Song Ying was still holding a hand in her hand.
The tip of the knife was pointed at Ma Liang, and he looked like he was about to take action.
Okay. Ma Liang thought to himself, do you even dare to bully me? Okay, let you be buried with me.
Ma Liang's knife no longer stabbed Zhai Guang, but instead stabbed Song Ying.
Only then did Zhai Guang notice Song Ying's figure and shouted: "Be careful!" He ran over quickly again.
Song Ying was stunned. She was originally going to stab Ma Liang in the back, but now Ma Liang was facing her and stabbed him with the knife with a ferocious face. She immediately lost her mind and didn't dare to move.
Zhai Guang just wanted to subdue Ma Liang as soon as possible and took a big step forward. However, he felt a cold feeling in his lower abdomen and a heartbreaking pain spread throughout his body.
Ma Liang's knife that originally stabbed Song Ying changed direction at some point. The tip of the knife was facing behind him. Zhai Guang ran towards him so fast that he almost hit him. Ma Liang's mouth curved into a smile, like a fool: "Hey
, hehe" smiling.
"I killed...the God of War." Ma Liang pulled out the knife, looked at the blood on the tip of the knife, and suddenly became excited.
"I killed the God of War, I killed the God of War, hahaha..." Ma Liang looked at the knife in his hand as if he was crazy.
Behind him, Zhai Guang clutched his lower abdomen in pain, and blood oozed out from between his fingers. He took two weak steps back, and his face quickly turned pale.
Song Ying knew that she had gotten into a big trouble, her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and the knife in her hand fell to the ground.