As the saying goes: In the world of martial arts, the only thing that can't be defeated is speed!
In fact, this waiter is a professional killer. In front of him, only by increasing his speed to the fastest can he have a chance to kill Ye Zihao.
He could be seen moving quickly, faster than an average killer.
"Oh? It's a bit fast!" Ye Zihao looked slightly surprised, and then joked, "But can it be faster?"
"able!"
The killer shouted angrily and sped up again.
Soon, his sharp dagger stabbed directly into Ye Zihao's chest.
Seeing that Ye Zihao was not slow and hasty, he easily avoided the killer's stabs by turning his body slightly to one side.
While avoiding the sharp edge of the dagger, Ye Zihao suddenly raised his elbow, and then hit the killer's armpit hard with his elbow.
"ah!"
The killer screamed, and was hit hard by an elbow under his arm. He felt that his arm holding the knife suddenly became numb, and he could not even hold the dagger.
"Bang!"
As a result, the dagger in his hand quietly fell to the ground.
Just when he was about to bend down and pick up the dagger, Ye Zihao sneered and said, "Brother! A man's best weapon is his fist. Stop using the dagger. Let's fight with our fists."
Say it!
Ye Zihao rushed forward with a long stride, and then kicked the dagger aside before the killer.
"Damn it!"
The killer gritted his teeth and had no choice but to use his fists to deal with Ye Hao.
"Yi Zihao! Let's see the move!"
The killer shouted angrily, then suddenly took a step forward and punched Ye Zihao in the chest with his straight right fist.
"The speed is quite good, but the strength is still too poor."
Ye Zihao sneered disdainfully, then dodged to the left. While turning around, he stretched out his right palm, spread his fingers like an eagle's claw, and directly pressed down the killer's right forearm.
Eyebrow wiping palm!
Seeing the sudden change in Ye Zihao's eyes, he muttered something silently in his mind, and in the next second, without making any adjustments to his body, he directly touched the killer's face with his left palm. At the same time, he hooked the killer's right leg with his left leg.
A touch!
One hook!
Suddenly, the killer's body suddenly lost its center of gravity, and the palm struck by Ye Zihao just now made stars shine in his eyes, and he could almost distinguish the north, south, east, and west.
"Damn it! Wake up!"
I saw the killer patting his head, as if trying to wake himself up.
At this time, Ye Zihao took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
"call!"
I saw him spit out the smoke and asked coldly, "Please tell me your name. I, Ye Zihao, will not kill unknown people!"
"Repay your uncle!"
"Take my life if you can!"
The killer was obviously angry with Ye Zihao. After seeing him, he shouted angrily and then rushed forward quickly.
Seeing him suddenly punch Ye Zihao in the face, Ye Zihao calmly avoided the sharp edge of his fist and grabbed the killer's arm with both hands.
not good!
Perhaps because of the lesson he had just received, the killer suddenly pulled back hard.
"hiss!"
It was seen that his sleeve was torn and his entire arm was exposed.
At this time, Ye Zihao glanced at the killer's arm and looked a little surprised.
Because he saw that the killer's arm had a skull tattooed with a red envelope.
And this standard skull is the symbol of the "Seven Colors of Hell".
"Are you from the Seven Colors Hell?"
Ye Zihao looked a little surprised, and then asked.
"Hmph! Now that you've discovered me, I don't need to hide it anymore. That's right! I am the killer of the 'Seven Colors of Hell'... Hong Qi!"
Hong Qi knew that he could not hide himself, so he had no choice but to announce his name.
"Hong Qi! Logically speaking, you Seven Colored Hells have lost to me so many times, so you should be more cautious, but why do you still dare to assassinate me?"
Ye Zihao couldn't help but frown.
In the past six months, the people in the "Seven Colors Hell" have almost disappeared from his sight.
He originally thought that the other party had restrained himself, but what Ye Zihao never expected was that the "Seven Colors of Hell" would dare to send people to assassinate him.
at this point!
Ye Zihao really can’t understand!
"Hmph! I want to avenge my dead brother, isn't that okay?"
Hong Qi snorted coldly, as if he was hiding something.
In fact, Lan Zhenglong, the helmsman of "Seven Colors Hell", has always been wary of Ye Zihao's background, so he has not sent anyone to deal with Ye Zihao for a long time.
He even issued an order not to allow people from the "Seven Colors Hell" to provoke Ye Zihao.
However, there is a saying in this world that goes like this: Money can make the world go round!
Under the temptation of money, some people are still tempted, and the Hong Qi in front of him is the most obvious example.
"Oh? So you want to take revenge for your brother?"
A playful smile appeared on Ye Zihao's lips.
In fact, when Hong Qi was explaining the reason just now, Ye Zihao was observing his eyes quietly.
It is said that "the eyes are the windows to the soul". If a person lies, his eyes will change slightly.
Although Hong Qi concealed it very well, he still couldn't hide it from Ye Zihao's discernment.
He knew... Hong Qi was lying!
As for why Hong Qi lied, I'm afraid we have to capture him before we can find out clearly.
"Yi Zihao! You killed so many of my brothers, I will avenge them today!"
Say it!
Hong Qi was like a rampaging beast, rushing towards Ye Zihao crazily.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Drink, drink, drink!"
"Deng Deng Deng!"
…
It can be seen that the two sides fought for about ten rounds, but in these ten rounds, Hong Qi did not gain any advantage. He even felt that every move he made was suppressed by Ye Zihao.
Seeing that he could not attack for a long time, Hong Qi became a little impatient.
At this time, he turned to one side, then rotated inwards and used a right hook, kicking directly towards Ye Zihao.
Zihao's body sank and he avoided Hong Qi's right hook very lightly.
"not good!!"
At this time, Hong Qi, who missed the target, immediately realized that he had exposed his flaw. As a result, Ye Zihao kept moving, and then he got behind Hong Qi like a snake, and then hit him with his right arm.
Hit Hong Qi's neck.
"ah!!"
Hong Qi screamed fiercely, and his eyes suddenly blurred.
He could be seen swaying, as if he might fall down at any time.
"You...you are...really amazing! I..."
Before Hong Qi finished speaking, his vision went dark, and he suddenly lost consciousness.
"thump!"
Hong Qi fell directly to the ground and passed out without any warning.
At this time, Ye Zihao put away his posture, snorted coldly, and said: "Of course I am powerful, otherwise, how could I come out to hang out?"