The cold mang is like electricity, and the inside is like a tide killing, and it flashs.
Ye Junlang, who was quiet, evoked a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He did not retreat, and his left hand seemed like a spirit snake.
This is Long Ying captured.
Just when the sharp blade pierced in the shadow's hand, Ye Junlang's left hand stretched out his left hand.
Everything stops.
The sharp blade was five or six centimeters from Ye Junlang's chest, but it could no longer be stabbing even if it was a slightest.
The shadow was horrified. He was about to remove his hand, but the wrist clasped by Ye Junlang was clamped like two big iron clamping. His pulled strength seemed to be mud and cattle, disappearing without a trace.
The next moment-
boom!
A fist is like a thunderous way, running through the void, carrying a tens of thousands of horses, killing towards the front town of the shadow.
The boxing fist looks thin and loose, just like a straight fist.
Among them, there is a bloody blood -like murderous murderous anger, and the feeling of killing fiercely makes people barely. It only feels that it is not a punch that comes on the face, but a one, but a piece of one.
The bomb shell is enough to blast the person.
This is exactly the simplicity and rudeness.
It seems simple. It is placed in the battlefield, but it is a killing punch that is highly efficient. It is also the fist that Ye Junlang has been tempered in countless life and death.
Even the simplest fisting style, after infusion of Ye Junlang's own unknown explosive power, it will become a big killing trick that must be killed, not to mention the killing that can no longer be refined.
Jeet Boxing?
The fear in the eyes of the shadow is extremely strong. In the face of this punch -like punch, the response of his other hand is not a counterattack, but instead of protecting himself.
Bang!
When Ye Junlang's punch came, he smashed it on the shadowed arm fiercely. The sound of a fine fracture sounded, mixed with a humming sound.
The shadow's body flew out, Ye Junlang's left hand that clasped his wrist also took the trend, and seized the sharp blade in his hand.
Ye Junlang keeps keeping up, and the shadow is also very tough and fierce. He did not get up when he fell to the ground. After Ye Junlang approached, he swept a sweeping leg.
"Do not self -measure."
Ye Junlang smiled with a nose, his right leg, his own explosive power swept out, poured the right leg, and the sweeping legs were like a giant ax that was cut down.
Church legs.
Knite!
There was another harsh fracture, and the right leg bone swept away by the shadow immediately broke.
The shadow itself is not good at melee. What he is good at is sniper and assassination.
This is relatively speaking, dealing with ordinary people, with his tricky melee means, you can do spike.
However, in the face of Ye Junlang, which has been baptized from blood and fire, his melee fighting method was not enough at all.
As for the toughness and toughness of the body bones, compared with Ye Junlang's almost abnormal body, it is even worse.
At this point, the shadow's arms and legs were interrupted. From beginning to end, he did not have the sound of miserable screams. It can be seen how stretching his patience was.
Ye Junlang no longer gives the shadow counterattack. He strode up, holding the sharp blade captured by his right hand, a cold mang pierced the thick darkness in the floor, and accurately pierced the scapula of the shadow right shoulder.
Then the blade rotates one by one, that is, all the tendons on the right shoulder of the shadow are all broken.
This arm is naturally abandoned.
This is not over yet, Ye Junlang held the shadow's left leg, and the sharp blade in his hand cut into the inside of the left leg knee. When the blade of the blade cut out again, the leg tendon of the inside of the left leg knee was also picked up
Broken.
Ye Junlang was aware of what, and he leaned forward lightningly with his left hand, clamped the lower jaw of the shadow's cheeks, making the shadow's upper and lower jaws unable to close at all.
With Ye Junlang's force, the shadow's mouth was also open, revealing the bite of teeth.
"I still want to bite my tongue to commit suicide in front of me?"
Ye Junlang sneered and looked at the eyes of the shadow full of resentment and yin poison. He was indifferent. The sharp blade held in his hand had already reached into the shadow's mouth.
Then, Ye Junlang used the sharp blades in his hand to give the teeth in the shadow's mouth a living one by one. In the end, the shadow mouth was already blood flowing, and he was shocking.
"Okay, if you can still use that gums to bite your tongue and commit suicide, then I have to say a bullish."
Ye Junlang sneered, loosened his hand, and the sharp blades in his hands were still on the ground.
The shadow was paralyzed on the ground, his limbs were all abolished, he couldn't move, and his teeth were dripped under blood. Now he wants to commit suicide.
Slap!
Ye Junlang took out the lighter. After igniting, a ray of fire emerged, which also brought a little bright.
Ye Junlang lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, moved the lighter to the front of the shadow, stared at his face, and said, "Isn't this your original face? Let me see your true face of Lushan."
Speaking, Ye Junlang reached out and grabbed the shadow's face, and torn off a thin human leather mask.
From the fire of the lighter, Ye Junlang saw the flat, distorted, twisted face, the nose collapsed, two nostrils, and his lips were cut off.
It is enough to make people have nightmares at a glance.
"Finally, I know why you are proficient in pretending to be easy to show. It turned out that there was suffering. If you say it, you are so embarrassed to go out. You must need a human skin mask to cover up."
Then I said, "Come on, let's know it. My name is Ye Junlang. In fact, when you are in the Blu -ray Building, you have seen me, and you will not be unfamiliar, right? How about you?"
The shadow did not answer, looking at Ye Junlang coldly with both eyes, there was no expression, the resentment poisonous in the bottom of the eyes made people feel palpitated.
call!
Ye Junlang exhaled a smoke towards the shadow and said, "You can't make a look at me with a resentful gaze. As a killer, you understand the principle of weak meat and strong food. It doesn't matter if you don't answer. Although I can't talk about it
Know the roots, but how much you know what you call. Right, shadow? "
When Ye Junlang's last two words were exported, the eyes of the shadow's original expressionless fish finally changed color, showing a trace of shock and surprise.
Ye Junlang captured the change of the shadow. He said: "It seems I didn't guess it. I created a serial murder case three years ago, and finally the golden cicada was able to escape from the shell.
I walked away once. This time, your good luck seems to be used up. "
The breathing of the shadow suddenly aggravated, and the look in the eyes changed several times, bringing a touch of fear.
The man in front of him tracked out his old base three years ago. What else did he know?
The shadow is not afraid of death, and he is already ready for death. What he is afraid of is that he will involve the master behind him.