The Fuso warriors saw my grandson Xiaoai being tortured by a foreigner, but they were completely powerless to resist. Even though they might be dissatisfied with my grandson Xiaoai on weekdays, at this time they were just afraid
They also have to share the same hatred with the enemy.
Therefore, a good friend of my grandson Xiao Ai couldn't bear it at first. He immediately stood up and pointed at Zhang Tiegen and Lao Li Tou and cursed loudly: "Bagh Yalu, you guys have gone too far! Why don't you hurry up?
Stop it?!"
"Come on, come on and stop me?!" Zhang Tiegen continued to slap my grandson Xiao Ai on the face while shouting arrogantly at the Fuso expert.
Anyway, Zhang Tiegen now has the support of a super master like Lao Li Tou. Of course, he can be as arrogant as he is and leave all the consequences to Lao Li Tou to deal with.
Sure enough, Lao Litou gave Zhang Tiegen a gloomy look, but he didn't scold Zhang Tiegen like he usually did in China.
Lao Li raised his head, looked at the old man Fusang calmly, and said, "What, do you have an opinion?" What he said was quite arrogant!
To be honest, with such a master, it is really no wonder that Zhang Tiegen is a typical person who likes to push his nose and face. He probably learned it from this old Li Touzhen.
With a swipe, the old man angrily raised a samurai sword that he had already drawn out.
It can be seen that this old man Fuso probably already had the intention to take action.
Suddenly, Lao Li slapped Zhang Tiegen on the arm, withdrew the tip of the knife that was on my grandson Xiaoai's shoulder blade, and rushed towards the old Fuso man who dared to show his sword to him.
All I could see was that Lao Li's sword hit Old Man Fusang's head with his head. It was completely useless to use any special moves.
With a sound, the two samurai swords lit up with brilliant firelight.
A cold smile appeared on Old Man Fuso's face, and he said to Old Li Tou with disdain: "Your sword skills are actually nothing more than that! Hahahaha... ugh!"
There was a flash of blood, and a wedge-shaped flying knife was stuck in the old man's neck. Lao Li slowly lowered his left hand and instantly killed an older master of Fuso.
Lao Li put down the samurai sword in his right hand and nodded, seeming to be very satisfied with the killing technique just now.
The old man Fuso touched the blood flowing from the wound on his neck with his hand in horror, then his eyes widened and he fell to the ground dead.
"Another trash!" Old Li Tou cursed lightly, reached out and pulled out the wedge-shaped flying knife from the old man's neck, and wiped off the blood on old Fuso's clothes.
Zhang Tiegen reacted immediately. Upon inspection, he found that his wedge-shaped flying knife was gone. It was obviously stolen by Old Li Tou just after he patted his arm.
No one in the world knows where Zhang Tiegen's life-saving wedge-shaped flying knife is hidden on his body, except Lao Li Tou.
Old Li Tou is Zhang Tiegen's master. Zhang Tiegen's unique skill of flying knives was taught by Old Li Tou. So, how could Old Li Tou not know where Zhang Tiegen hid the wedge-shaped flying knife?
Therefore, Zhang Tiegen doesn't feel any surprise now.
The Fusang people were once again shocked by Lao Li Tou's strength: Lao Li Tou killed another master with just a raise of his hand. This powerful strength made all the masters despair.
My grandson Xiaoai's body also trembled, and he didn't dare to mess around. He had no doubt that if he dared to mess around, he would definitely go to hell to meet his friend who was killed.
"Awesome, Lao Li! I am Xiao Li Feidao, and you are Lao Li Feidao!" Zhang Tiegen immediately smiled and gave a thumbs up to Lao Li's head and praised. "But first, you can kill me
The flying knife is coming again!"
Lao Li Tou swung his hand, Zhang Tiegen stretched out his hand to copy it, turned his hand, and put away his wedge-shaped flying knife.
The speed between the two of them was so fast that outsiders couldn't see clearly how they were doing it.
At this time, even Sun Lin couldn't help but look at it and exclaimed: "Brother Dagen's knife-throwing technique turned out to be learned from Lao Li. Unexpectedly, Lao Li actually has such a unique skill. I have never heard of it."
My grandpa said that."
"This must be someone's unique skill. It's not like you don't know that Brother Dagen will only use his flying knife when his life is in danger." Yang Shunliang said enthusiastically.
Sun Lin nodded, rarely agreed with Yang Shunliang's statement, and then said: "However, Brother Dagen seems to have taught Wang Chong."
"No way? This is Brother Dagen's life-saving skill! Did he really teach it to Wang Chong?" Yang Shunliang asked in surprise.
Sun Lin nodded and said, "It should be."
"Holy shit! Brother Da Gen, do you want to be so nice to that guy Wang Chong? Actually, if you think about it carefully, my talent, Yang Shunliang, is definitely much higher than that of Wang Chong. At most, Wang Chong is just a little more handsome and taller than me! No way.
, I will definitely let Brother Dagen teach me how to fly the knife later!" Yang Shunliang said with great envy.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Sun Lin ignored Yang Shunliang's whims.
Zhang Tiegen is almost satisfied now, and he has no interest in continuing to torture my grandson Xiaoai, a Fusang old man. If it were a Fusang girl, maybe he would continue to play and try the Fusang beauty.
The flavor options are also pretty good.
When Lao Li came back, Zhang Tiegen asked: "Lao Li, you are awesome. But to be honest, you are so high-profile today, cursing people and killing people. Is it really okay? The superiors won't hold you accountable?"
It was rare for Zhang Tiegen to show him some concern. Old Li Tou explained: "No problem. In fact, I came to Fusang this time because I was accompanying a big shot."
