Chapter 341

The thin man's action is extremely fast. There is no redundant action when the knife is raised and dropped, or even no move. It's just a simple chop, but it makes people unable to fight, because it's fast.

The world's Kung Fu is only fast, the other side is very fast, and the action of waving a machete almost becomes a line. Ordinary people can't see each other's action clearly with their naked eyes. As soon as they meet, the sea of clouds knows that they are not the opponent of others. It's too fast! I can only rely on the instinct of years of fighting experience to react, and I can't fight back at all!

He was pressed step by step by beating. After a few minutes, hundreds of moves, his arm had been cut out a lot of small holes, and he was slowly forced to the center of the bar. The bartender and the guests were all locked in the corner. At this time, the scream had calmed down, and many people continued to escape from the back door.

I don't know if it's because of terror, but the sound of blade collision is very quiet.

Gasping for breath, his figure vacillated. When the sea of clouds was able to escape, he dodged to one side and supported his body to recover his physical strength. In a few minutes, his physical strength was consumed like this.

The emaciated man looked very stable under the light. There was no change in the whole person.

A man is about thirty years old. He is born with a smiling face. He looks very handsome. However, combined with his abnormal skills just now, the smile under the light looks gloomy. He smiles even more with a machete and says in a cheerful tone: "Oh, he said he found a very strong opponent for me, but I didn't expect it to be rotten like this!"

"You're too slow. I'm freaking out trying to kill you."

If other people say these words, Yunhai still has the courage to say two words, but these words come out from the other person's mouth. He believes that if this person wants to kill himself, his head will leave his neck when he meets just now.

He has been living until now because the other party is a cat. How can cat and mouse play to death all at once? Of course, it consumes the other party's physical strength a little bit. Looking at him, he can't even lift the knife or run, and finally he dies of despair.

Shi Yunhai's heart is half cold. Alan, Alan, your crow mouth just gave me a bullet three hours ago. Now it's not about to be used. I didn't expect to meet a pervert here.

The man took a cup of Bloody Mary from the bar, sipped it, then threw it behind him, shook his head and said, "it's not good."

"Hey, are you well rested over there?"

Ya's metamorphosis, when Yunhai cursed in his heart, looked at the surrounding environment. Fortunately, he came to a strange environment and needed to make clear the surrounding environment. There was a back door from here. As long as he could avoid the metamorphosis in front of him, he should have a chance to escape.

He stepped back a few steps, picked up the wooden chair, and threw it directly. When this thing attracted his attention, the sea of clouds floated directly to the back door. He guessed that the other party should be able to catch up soon, and he could fight for a little time by throwing the knife, but he didn't expect the other party to catch up so fast!

When Yunhai was directly hit in the back, he fell to the ground in a flash. He wanted to support the ground at the moment when he fell to the ground. But the action behind was really too fast. His every step was blocked by the other party. He directly lifted up and stepped on his back.

The other side's strength is great. It's like a train is driving past him. His ribs must be broken, at least two. The people on it didn't hear anything. They chopped them off again. The bones of his whole body were broken, and he felt painful when he moved.

A mouthful of blood spits out, when the sea of clouds hums, biting his teeth and continuing to support his body, the man is satisfied with his feet, squats down in front of him and says: "can you still get up this time?"

His mouth was full of blood, and the blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. He felt that he had no strength to commit suicide now. He asked weakly, "who are you?"

"Who are we and why don't you ask yourself who you want to find?"

"Blood angel!" He contacted Lao Yang to inquire about the content of the blood angel. It seems that he was found inside the organization, and then he was waiting for himself in this place.

Old itch has no way to open his mouth, so he has to try his best to hint at himself. Unfortunately, it's too late for him to understand. With old itch's life, he can't run out. When Yunhai suddenly realizes that he seems to have poked a hornet's nest.

"Well, your question is over. Now it's my turn."

The man in front of him always has a smiling face, but his eyes seem to have no feelings at all. When he looks at himself, he has a shivering feeling: "who are you? Why do you want to inquire about us? "

"Ha ha, don't you have the ability to find out by yourself?"

"Ah, ah!" As soon as the voice fell, he immediately heard a scream. The violent sound shook his chest and caused pain all over his body, which made the sea of clouds really have the impulse to solve himself. It's too damn painful!

With a smile, the man raised the machete directly. The tip of the machete was inserted into the back of his hand. Looking at the blood flowing from it, the man bowed his head and laughed: "can you tell me now?"

When Yunhai opened his mouth, he didn't say a word. The other party thought he had backbone. The knife began to rotate. The tip of the knife began to rotate in the living meat. The flesh and blood vessels on the back of the cutter's hand were so painful that he almost couldn't make a sound.

The fresh meat was churning with white foam, the tip of the knife turned a small circle and couldn't move, touching the bone on the back of the hand.

The other side tut tut twice: "Oh, I didn't expect that you really have backbone. You don't even say that! It doesn't matter. I have plenty of means. We can play here all night! "

Damn it, you bastard! Lao Tzu is clearly painful to say, there is a bloody backbone!

How many people die in your hands like this, asshole!

Shi Yunhai could only make complaints about his heart in his heart. He had blood from his mouth. He really couldn't help it. He felt that he had reached the end of his life. He raised his hand and met the gate of the gate of hell.

He slightly felt that someone turned himself over and tried to open his eyes to see the other side's abnormal smile. Damn, it's better not to open it! At this time, he has begun to ponder how to bite the tongue to commit suicide!