The second master's face turned pale, his teeth gritted, and he decided that he was no longer afraid of Li Si. Although he was afraid of Li Si in his heart, he made up his mind to bring Li Si's head back to the mission no matter what, otherwise he would have picked so many good people today.
Isn’t it all in vain?
"Come on!" The second master waved his hand, and everyone rushed towards Li Si.
"Madman, go and save Fourth Brother!" Wei Li was about to rush up from the ground, and immediately grinned in pain. The wound on his arm was too deep. Without saying a word, Li Shaofeng gathered around him with a machete and others.
The reason why the second master dared to attack Li Si was that after all, Li Si was only one person, and he was stabbing with bare hands, while he had dozens of troops, all of whom were elites. As the saying goes, two fists are difficult to defeat with four legs. There is a saying:
No matter how good your kung fu is, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. We don’t believe that dozens of people can’t beat Li Si with his bare hands? The second master is very vigilant.
"Kill!" The purple-haired boy was the first to rush forward. The white-haired man in front of him looked like he was really bad at fighting. He was not as alarmist as the rumors said. He was just a mediocre person. Therefore, he decided to rush forward first and take the credit for this achievement.
Holding it in his hands, he was determined not to share this result with others. However, was Li Si's fighting ability really that bad? Are the so-called rumors really that alarmist?
Click!
A loud chokehold, followed by a vicious move that split bones and tendons. The man didn't even have time to react. He was already paralyzed on the ground. His eyes turned white and he was foaming at the mouth. There were several people behind him.
The ten people immediately froze on the spot. Damn it, this is too awesome, right? With this technique and speed, everyone almost saw a shadow flash past.
Bang bang...
Li Si held a cigarette in his mouth, clapped his hands, glanced at everyone, and said: "Which of you... is coming!"
Gulu, Gulu.
There was a low sound of swallowing saliva. A group of young men from the Canglong Gang dared to step forward. The second leader's face turned pale and green. He froze on the spot and did not dare to move. He held a machete in his hand, but the palms of his hands were sweating.
His breathing became a lot heavier, and he held the knife tightly. Today's mission cannot be abandoned like this. Even if he wants to run away, there is probably no way out. Liu Chengen's side has been pressing hard recently. If it is not completed,
