From the time Fang Qiang made his move until he fell to the ground with blood on his face, it only took a few seconds. Tan Bingqing and the two younger brothers thought Luo Yu would be knocked out by Fang Qiang's fist, and their brains could not accept what their eyes saw for a while.
bloody scenes.
After they reacted, the two younger brothers drew out daggers from their backs and rushed toward Luo Yu.
The blade is 30 centimeters long and 10 centimeters wide. When gangsters are fighting in groups, the blade will spray a cloud of blood when it is struck. The back of the blade is designed to be jagged, ensuring that it can cause maximum wound tearing when it is inserted into a person's body and pulled out.
When Luo Yu saw the opponent's sword flashing, he jumped up in a hurry to avoid it. Unexpectedly, he was too full and his movements were slower than usual, and he was instantly brought out with a trace of blood.
"Fuck." My lower body felt cold, followed by a burst of burning pain.
The trousers were torn open, and a gash was cut in an embarrassing place inside. Blood immediately flowed out, and the sight of the bright red crotch made Luo Yu extremely depressed.
The old man finally saw redness in his crotch today. People who didn't know it thought it was redness after being raped.
However, it is rare in the world to have so many reds fall at one time, enough to enter the XX record.
Although this record is not necessarily very glorious.
Seeing Luo Yu's hand, Tan Bingqing covered her mouth and looked nervous. She had never seen anyone fight with real swords and guns in her life. Her mind went blank for a while and she felt a little weak.
Lifting his feet and turning around in the air, Luo Yu's leg was like a whip hitting one of the boys in the face.
Hum, that boy felt as if there were millions of alarm clocks ringing in his head at the same time. His retina was detached and his vision was blurry. His upper and lower teeth collided and chewed off a small piece of his tongue. Suddenly, thick blood fell from his mouth like raindrops.
And down.
The boy flew four to five meters away and hit the wall, leaving a strange bloody mark on the wall.
Half of his face was torn apart by the force of the blast, and the skin and flesh from the earlobe to the corner of his mouth were turned out, and a thin blood vessel could be vaguely seen beating inside.
Luo Yu hurt the enemy with one blow and felt uncomfortable himself.
I ate too much tonight, and not even one-third of my usual strength was revealed.
The moment he turned around, he was stabbed again on the back, and blood splattered everywhere.
Seeing the strength of Luo Yu's leg, the remaining brothers were also startled. After cutting Luo Yu, they quickly stepped aside and faced Luo Yu with a knife.
The clothes were covered in blood and stuck to his body, which made him uncomfortable, so Luo Yu simply pulled off his clothes.
There is heating in the room, and the temperature is over 20 degrees without feeling cold.
A snow-white phoenix pattern gradually appeared on the blood-stained back, but unfortunately no one saw it because of the angle.
Fang Qiang endured the huge pain and pulled out the thin chopsticks from his throat, picked up the knife on the ground and stood together with his little brother.
A large mouthful of blood clots went down his throat and made him cough violently again, causing tears to flow from his eyes.
"Damn it, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think I'm Doraemon?" Luo Yu pulled out the woodpecker knife from his waist and said, "Today I'll cut you into human sticks and use them to light sky lanterns."
Fang Qiang tried to pull the door open, cursing in his heart that he didn't know that the boy had locked the door, but for a while he couldn't open it.
"He is also injured. If I don't kill him today, how can I, brother Qiang, still hang out on the road?" Fang Qiang said to his younger brother vaguely.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a stream of cold air penetrated through the hole in the back of his head. The pain was no less than slowly cutting his flesh with a dull knife. The pain was so painful that stars appeared in front of his eyes.
Luo Yu pulled Tan Bingqing, who had been stunned for a long time, behind him. This inadvertent action made Tan Bingqing's heart tremble.
After seeing the blood-soaked tattoo on Luo Yu's back, a strange look flashed in Tan Bingqing's eyes.
Pushed by his elder brother, the younger brother bared his teeth and claws and rushed towards Luo Yu. The blood from Luo Yu's body was still on the blade.
The woodpecker knife was stuck on the knife grid, and the little brother's mouth was shattered. The knife came out and was inserted into the wooden door edge, buzzing and trembling, bringing out a strange blood mist.
Luo Yu struck very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he poked thirteen bloody holes in his little brother's thighs to shoulders. Immediately, blood surged out from the wounds like miscanthus.
Luo Yu didn't wait for him to fall down, and the woodpecker's narrow blade was inserted directly into the little brother's nostril. With a flip of his wrist, the little brother's nose was cut in half in an instant.
For the first time, I saw what my nose hairs looked like. The red blood and blue snot poured out like a frozen faucet in winter.
The tip of the woodpecker knife broke the bridge of the younger brother's nose. The broken nose bridge broke through the skin between the younger brother's eyebrows, causing his whole face to be stretched tightly. His cheekbones and lower jaw were particularly prominent, and his eyebrows were raised and his teeth were grimacing.
The nose was split in half, revealing two horrific bloody holes, and the face now looked like a trampled meat bun, which looked extremely disgusting.
Luo Yu kicked the little brother who had cut himself hard on the chest. Luo Yu didn't care about the little brother who flew out and rolled out a thick and long blood mark on the ground. He turned around and glared fiercely at Fang Qiang, who had already been frightened to the point of weakening his legs.
Fang Qiang swallowed, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that the boy's chest was sunken and he was vomiting blood on the ground. He didn't know how many ribs had been broken.
"Do you know how to do it?" Luo Yu asked Fang Qiang.
Fang Qiang shook his head and nodded quickly.
Luo Yu glanced at him. Fang Qiang originally wanted to resist, but when Luo Yu's eyes glared at him, his courage suddenly shrank. His legs were shaking like chaff, and he leaned on
The wall barely stood firm.
Luo Yu walked up to the little brother who had just been kicked away by him and stepped on him one by one.
Luo Yu specially picked his throat, waist, ribs, and vagina, which were the most vulnerable parts of the human body, to touch him. Being injured by this unscrupulous little gangster today made him feel particularly humiliated, and in front of a beauty like Tan Bingqing.
After stomping his feet for more than a dozen times, Luo Yu felt that he was not satisfied enough, so he picked up the chair next to him and threw it at his younger brother's legs.
Fang Qiang's eyelids jumped every time he was hit.
Tan Bingqing simply covered her eyes and did not dare to look.
Due to the special circumstances of the area, no one came to see what was going on despite such a big commotion. If it had been in an ordinary residential area, there would have been a crowd of onlookers, and the police would have arrived in about ten minutes.
Luo Yu didn't throw the chair covered with broken meat and bones aside until he smashed the boy's knees into minced meat.
After sweating all over, the salty sweat flowed onto the wound in his crotch, causing him to grimace in pain.
"There's nothing wrong with being in the underworld." Luo Yu smeared his saliva on the face of his younger brother who had long since passed out. "It's good to be like this. You will sit in a wheelchair and live a good life for the rest of your life, so as not to be hacked to death."