I don’t know if it’s because of a misunderstanding.
The charge of only seven people felt like an army that had been preparing for a long time. The "dong dong" footsteps from far to near were like war drums, making people's scalp numb.
Especially the fat man in the lead was more like a crazy wild boar than a hunting cheetah, a wild boar that no one dared to confront head-on.
At least, that's what the soldiers who faced the running Liu Lang thought.
Subconsciously, the soldiers moved back one after another. Even if Liu Lang was still more than ten meters away from them, if they were bumped into by such a team, even if they didn't take anything, they would still lose half their lives.
Soldiers who were more than twenty meters away could feel this pressure, not to mention Yu Xiancheng, who was only about ten meters away from Liu Lang.
Yu Xiancheng's eyes opened slightly, his muscles tightened, his energy and blood surged, and the hairs on his body seemed to explode.
Yu Xiancheng has practiced martial arts since he was a child, so he is naturally an expert. Experts can tell when Liu Lang makes a move. As soon as Liu Lang made a violent attack, Yu Xiancheng basically evaluated Liu Lang's strength, although he did not expect Liu Lang's strength to be worth it.
It would be beyond his imagination, but still within the controllable range. Yu Xiancheng estimated that with his own strength, if it was a life-and-death fight, he could fight Liu Lang for several rounds and kill him while his physical strength was weak.
You should be 70% sure.
Fighting between masters often results in life or death in just a moment. Yu Xiancheng, who has already achieved some success in Bajiquan, gave Liu Lang a few rounds of fighting time, which really put Liu Lang at a very high position at this time.
"Liu Lang, you are shameless." Yu Xiancheng yelled as he prepared to have a close encounter with the running Liu Lang and give the fat man a good beating.
After Liu Lang ran ten meters, Yu Xiancheng realized that he had underestimated the strength of his fat guy after all.
In other words, he underestimated Liu Lang's plan. Not only did Liu Lang use the indomitable charging momentum of several subordinates to raise his momentum to the highest level, forcing Yu Xiancheng to use all his strength to defend, but he also made Yu Xiancheng vomit blood in anger.
Yes.
Liu Lang had no intention of confronting him head-on. When he was three or four meters away from him, he slipped his feet and, like a swimming fish, avoided Yu Xiancheng, who had exerted all his strength, and crashed directly into his flank.
In the team of several Guan Youzi who had been frightened by the running "wild boar".
Chi Dakui and Zhao Ergou, who were following closely behind, followed their commander without hesitation, avoiding the great master Yu Xiancheng who had been building momentum for a long time.
"Damn you." Yu Xiancheng only had time to curse in his heart, and could only watch helplessly as a shameless wild boar that likes to bully others and a few equally slippery bastards cut in like a scalpel cutting through butter without any hesitation.
own team.
A 200-pound fat man rushes over desperately. If you hit him with something you haven't caught yet, what can you do? Use your body to block it? This is ridiculous. It's just a competition. You have to fight with your life?
Undoubtedly, the first few officials who faced Liu Lang's collision fled to both sides in panic.
The hell are you hiding? I wouldn’t be an idiot if I didn’t hide. The lieutenants who were filled with indignation and shared the same hatred just now have become smarter and shouldn’t hide too quickly.
Yu Xiancheng's formation was in chaos. It only took a second for Liu Lang to turn the aggressive formation into a pot of porridge and quickly turned into a barrel formation. Although it was forced.
Yu Xiancheng, who was standing at the front of the team, became the outermost hoop of the barrel, blocked by his own people.
He watched helplessly as Liu Lang punched a lieutenant who had not had time to dodge, and his face was full of peach blossoms - his nose was bleeding profusely. If Liu Lang hadn't calmed down a little bit, this man with a high nose would have been beaten from now on.
She underwent plastic surgery to create a flat nose bridge and an upturned nose.
Chi Dakui, Zhao Ergou and others were not merciful, they attacked their former colleagues who were in a mess, and violently knocked down the unlucky ones around them who had no time to avoid them.
Liu Dazhu, who usually looked at the honest and honest Liu Dazhu, stretched out his kick without mercy, making everyone have to refresh their understanding of him. Looking at the man with his legs crossed and his hands tightly covering his vitals, his eyebrows twisted into a ball and he even screamed.
The lieutenant was just whining in his throat, and everyone felt a pain in their balls for this dear man.
My mother, there are competitions here and there. Isn't this a fat man's method to eliminate dissidents? The lieutenants collectively gasped when they looked at the colleague who was holding his legs and groaning like a giant monkey.
A breath of cool air.
Liu Dazhu's move was purely to bring people to death.
Liu Lang, who caught sight of him out of the corner of his eye, also twitched his mouth. He regretted that he didn't specifically state not to greet the vital points before starting. Although these lieutenants are all official officials, they are short of generals. It is better to have officers than not.
If after this competition, a few people are really disabled, I will really cry.
"You damn big pillar, who asked you to kick someone else's balls?" Chi Dakui yelled as he bumped into a lieutenant who was holding his waist and was about to play wrestling.
"Company Commander, don't they have many people? I'll count every one I knock down!" Liu Dazhu said aggrievedly, but his men kept on kicking the unlucky guy who blocked Zhao Ergou's fist.
A bent-waisted shrimp.
This time, he finally showed mercy and was still five centimeters away from his descendants.
"Okay, I won't kick you there anymore. Brother, are you okay?" Liu Dazhu asked concernedly to his colleague who was hunched over and sucking in the air-conditioning.
You are spicy next door, your intestines are almost broken, you said something is wrong, is everything okay? The lieutenant, who was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe, had no time to answer, so he just shook his head to indicate that something was wrong. Liu Dazhu simply brought him down with a sweeping kick.
On the battlefield, it is advisable to use the remaining brave men to chase the enemy and not give the enemy any chance to turn defeat into victory. Liu Dazhu faithfully carried out what Liu Lang taught him during this period.
The eyes of the soldiers around me were twitching. Since you want to bring down someone, why don't you ask someone if they have something to do?
Those who are close to vermillion are red, those who are close to ink are black, absolutely. Seeing the honest and honest old peasant-like newly promoted lieutenants who never leave their most vulnerable positions, Yu Xiancheng only had this thought in his mind.
The person who knows you best must be your enemy. This sentence is not wrong at all. Yu Xiancheng, who is now Liu Lang's enemy, really guessed it right.
When the lieutenants came to their senses, they again surrounded Liu Lang, Chi Dakui and others under the leadership of Yu Xiancheng. However, the team led by Liu Lang had killed more than ten people in a row, and they fell to Liu Langhei.
There were only three of them, and Liu Dazhu, who suddenly emerged as a new force, also defeated two of them with three legs.
Including Yu Xiancheng, the twenty-five lieutenants became thirteen, and Liu Lang still had seven. Although there were still nearly twice the number, no one thought that the side with more people would win, including the stunned ones.