Chapter 87

So when Hu Bian rode on Feng Jin and beat him hard in the face, the people around him felt a little bored.

The expected results will not be seen if there is no turning point.

Looking at the "good play" with both hands around the chest, drunk all night noticed Feng Jin's struggling right hand. He raised his eyebrows and threw his dagger with a smile.

"Let's see something interesting."

Feng Jin, who thought he was going to die, basically gave up his struggle. His vague consciousness was about to dissipate, and messy memories appeared in his head.

Originally, he was just forced to join the mentally retarded team of Tan Ying, but now he is going to die.

However, when the drunk night threw the dagger at his hand, he almost didn't think about it. Subconsciously, he took it up and stabbed it into the waist of Hubian.

Feng Jin should also be forced to be anxious. When he stabbed the dagger in, he twisted it fiercely and directly opened the wound, like a spring of blood.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jin would suddenly give him a hand. As soon as Hu Bian's face changed, he immediately took back his fist and covered his wound.

Taking this opportunity, Feng Jin pushed the margin debate down from him.

"You can do it," he said angrily, covering his wound and staring red.

At the moment, Feng Jin's face was swollen, his nose was deeply collapsed, and his facial features were twisted and couldn't bear to look straight at him.

"I just... Don't want to die," he said hoarsely.

The strongest advantage of speed powers is that they can improve their attack strength with the help of inertia in the case of extreme speed. Therefore, Feng Jin made every effort to rush towards Hubian with this advantage and hit him hard on the wound of Hubian.

Hu debate originally thought that Feng Jin would hit his face. For a moment, he was knocked out heavily and knocked down several tables.

Feng Jin got a blow. He was determined. He launched an attack again. He had a faint feeling of joy in his heart.

He can win, he can live!

But the gap of strength is here. Even the injured Hu debate will never be defeated by Feng Jin so easily. He struggled to get up, grabbed Feng Jin's fist again, twisted him to the ground and hit him again.

Looking at the two of them, you punched me and I slapped them into a ball. The "audience" watching the good play were excited to help Wei one by one, and some even whistled a few times, just like watching the monkey performance of the circus again.

"Lin Xue... Do you like this scene?"

Perhaps the scene in front of me was too exciting. Drunk all night, I couldn't help but put my hand around drunk Linxue's shoulder and said loudly, "you must like it!"

"Of course." the intimate ring is drunk without night's waist, drunk Linxue hangs his eyelids and smiles, "brother, I like everything you like."

She can't help but like it.

Just as Hu Fen and Feng Jin were fighting each other, suddenly a figure jumped out, pressed Hu Fen's head on the ground, turned around, shot Feng Jin's head, and then waved a fist to directly smash Hu Fen's head.

"Oh, the thief is cool."

The bloody ark stood up and laughed.

The onlookers were stunned at first, and then came forward to give the ark a few punches, laughing and scolding him for his fishing Weng De Li. They didn't care about the fact that both Hu and Bian died.

People who are bound to die have no chance to live from the beginning.

"Isn't it too cheap for them to die like this?" the ark pretended to sigh, pinching the sticky blood in his hand. "We should let them fight for a while."