After landing on the ground, his knife-striped face opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
This kick was so hard that it almost killed half of Dao Lian's life.
Even the man with the black mole was stunned.
How could he have imagined that Zhou Tian's kick was so powerful that it could kick the knife in the face so far and even spit out a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he had suffered serious internal injuries.
"It's your turn, come here and show off your skills."
Zhou Tian pointed at the man with the black mole and said unhurriedly.
The man with the black mole rolled his eyes in anger, and he could see that Zhou Tian was indeed a rare master, and his strength was far above them.
It seems that I underestimated the enemy just now. This person named Zhou is so strong!
The man with the black mole was secretly thinking, he felt that even though he was in the past, he would probably follow in the footsteps of his companions and be tortured until he vomited blood.
So the man with the black mole hesitated and stood there glaring at Zhou Tian fiercely without saying a word.
What Zhou Tian couldn't stand the most was the dead look of the man with the black mole. He didn't dare to hit him, but he still stood there and glared at people? As if no one was afraid of him.
"Don't you dare anymore?"
Zhou Tian snorted coldly and walked closer to the man with the black mole.
"Damn it, what is there that I don't dare to do?"
The man with the black mole cursed and pretended to be a hero, but he did not dare to get in front of Zhou Tian.
Zhou Tian, is in the mood to waste words on this guy? If he wants to convince these two swordsmen, he must defeat them severely and make them completely convinced.
So Zhou Tian didn't say anything else and walked up to the man with the mole in a few steps.
The man with the black mole was a little panicked. He had already experienced Zhou Tian's strength and knew that he might not be Zhou Tian's opponent.
"Fuck you!"
The man with the black mole cursed loudly, and decided to strike first, and suddenly punched Zhou Tian in the face!
There was a sound of wind in the fist, and the speed of punching was quite fast.
Zhou Tian turned sideways and dodged the punch easily. After all, the strength of the man with the black mole was only average.
After dodging the punch from the man with the black mole, Zhou Tian reached out with his big hand and grabbed the man with the black mole's wrist!
"Ah You!"
The man with the black mole was shocked. He never expected Zhou Tian to be so strong. While dodging the punch, he could also turn around and grab his wrist.
Bang bang bang bang...
Zhou Tian slammed his knee into the belly of the man with the mole, hitting him more than a dozen times at once.
This time, the man with the black mole was tortured even worse than his companions. When he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Are you still crazy just these two times?"
Zhou Tian shouted coldly and kicked the man with the black mole to the ground.
With a pop, the man with the black mole fell to the ground and struggled several times but did not get up.
Zhou Tian looked at the two swordsmen lying on the ground and said to Wu Jiu: "Take them back first."
"yes."
Wu Jiu agreed, and led his team members to escort the two swordsmen out.
Once outside, the group got into the car.
Zhou Tian did not go back to Zhou's house, but went to the place where Wu Jiu was temporarily staying.
Wujiu stayed in an inconspicuous hotel and booked two rooms. It was still very low-key.
After escorting the two swordsmen into the hotel, they entered Wujiu's room.
After the door was closed, Wu Jiu and the four team members stood behind the two swordsmen, while Zhou Tian sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the two swordsmen in front of him.
"Do you two want to die or live?"
Zhou Tian looked at the two swordsmen coldly and asked them.
The two swordsmen were no longer as arrogant as they were in the nightclub. They had realized that they would have to risk their lives here today.
There are indeed people who are not afraid of death, but they are all people with weak will who have lost confidence in life or have suffered a major blow.
Like these two swordsmen, their willpower and desire to live are very strong, so they are reluctant to die.
"We want to live."
Dao Tiao Lian finally couldn't hold it any longer, lowered his head and whispered to Zhou Tian.
Zhou Tian looked at him and snorted coldly.
These two boys have been pretending for a long time, but they are still afraid of death. This will be much easier to handle.
"Want to live? Haha, that depends on your performance." Zhou Tian smiled coldly and looked at the two swordsmen.
When the man with the black mole saw Zhou Tian say this, his heart dropped.
He knew that Zhou Tian had already controlled them, and Zhou Tian was going to force them to do something.
"Master Zhou, tell me, how do you want us to behave?"
The man with the black mole asked Zhou Tian anxiously.
"When you went to the hospital to kill Sun Dameng, you actually wanted to attack me, but you didn't have the chance, right?"
Zhou Tian asked directly.
"Yes."
The man with the black mole didn't hold back and nodded directly.
The sharp-faced man remained silent, which was regarded as acquiescence.
"We had no enmity in the past and have no enmity today. Why do you attack me? Whose order are you following?"
Zhou Tian asked in a cold voice.
The two swordsmen were silent. They didn't dare to speak, let alone reveal the identity of their employer.
As soon as Zhou Tian saw the two swordsmen looking like this, he knew that they might have to lose some of their skills today.
These two idiots refused to say anything. It seemed that they could only confess if they suffered a little.
Looking at Wujiu beside him, Zhou Tian gave him a wink.
Wujiu was waiting for Zhou Tian to give the order, because he had long been impatient.
"Hit me."
Wujiu ordered his four team members.
"No!"
The two swordsmen shouted in unison, with horrified expressions on their faces.
But their begging for mercy was in vain. Four members of Wujiu's men rushed up and beat the two swordsmen violently.
And the way of fighting is very particular, it will not kill them, but it will make them suffer a lot.
After a few blows, the two swordsmen couldn't hold on any longer and were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. They were miserable.
"Keep beating until they say so."
Wu Jiu added another sentence, took out a cigarette and lit it with Zhou Tian, while the two of them watched all this.
The two swordsmen were so filled with hatred that they wanted to kill both Zhou Tian and Wu Jiu.
But there was no way, they were not strong enough, so they had to lie down in front of Zhou Tian and Wu Jiu.
Five minutes later, the razor-sharp face couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled his neck and shouted: "Don't fight, don't fight, I say it, I say it all!"
"Don't hit him yet."
Wujiu said.
The four team members stopped slapping the man in the face, and all greeted the man with the black mole together.
How can the man with the black mole stand this? He won't be able to bear it for a long time.
"Stop fighting, I'm willing to say it, and I'll say anything."
The man with the black mole shouted feebly.
Wujiu waved his hand to signal his men to stop.
Only then did the two swordsmen take a breath, and looking at their faces again, despair was written on their faces.
"Why are you doing this, you have to get a beating?"
Zhou Tian asked coldly.
"Master Zhou, let me tell you, we are here to kill you on the orders of Mr. Diao."
The knife-faced man was breathing heavily, looking at Zhou Tian and said.
"Diao Gong? Who is Diao Gong?"
Zhou Tian asked.
"Diao Gong is a nickname. No one knows the old man's real name. But if I mention someone, I think Master Zhou should know it."