Chapter 1024： Don't you dare to go downstairs?

Hey!

The ninja knife entangled, and every time the collision with Xiao Zhengdao was not strong, it was shocked again and again. c then directly hit Xiao Zheng's death point, want to hit a fatal!

Kangyang's strength is extremely strong, and it is also a layout master. Even before I started, I turned every hand-to-hand action into countless times. Make sure nothing is wrong.

At this moment, he stabbed Xiao Zheng’s heart. The speed is fast and the momentum is strong. Do not say that Xiao Zheng after repeated efforts, even in the peak state, may not be able to easily pick up.

However, facing the moment of life and death, Xiao Zheng is still sitting and waiting for the generation? Numerous times in the dead, Xiao Zheng relies on the perseverance of ordinary people, in order to get out of the ghost gate again and again. Proud of the world.

Hey!

Xiao Zheng held the blade of the blade and slammed it at an angle that was difficult for ordinary people to understand. The blade was like a cold-blooded snake, and it was cut to the wrist of Kang.

This knife is not very powerful. But with the sharpness of the knife cutting iron, once touched. It is sure to be able to kneel down the entire palm of Kang Yang.

"You really can't fight."

Suddenly.

Kang Yang sneered, his wrists swayed slightly, and after avoiding Xiao Zheng’s knife that Wei Wei saved Zhao, the Ninja knife sloshed, leaving a **** mouth in Xiao Zheng’s right arm. Because of the distance relationship, the knife edge is not deep, but the success is traumatic Xiaozheng.

Then, Kang's left hand, which is ready to go, is like a poisonous snake that has broken out of the earth, and suddenly goes to Xiao Zheng's chest!

Boxing is like steel, and it is like a wind. The phalanx is hard and does not remind, and the force suddenly erupts. Such as a hammer, suddenly rushed to Xiao Zheng chest.

boom!

This punch is fast and urgent, and it is very powerful. Suddenly squatting in Xiao Zheng’s chest. It even made it spurt on the spot.

boom!

On the retreat, Xiao Zheng volleyed his right foot, such as the rocket barrel in the Kang lower abdomen. It is also to force it back!

This foot is already insufficient. Xiao Zheng’s reason for rolling blood is. It is to block the next move of Kang Yang. Otherwise, with his current state, without any breathing, he can't resist the crazy offensive of the peerless Kangjiang!

Fight!

Xiao Zheng, who was stepping back a few steps, rolled over the blood of his chest and sprayed it with blood. Dyeing his thin lips like a knife. The dark eyes are still calm.

On the other hand, Kang Yang, after being kicked by Xiao Zhengyi, also tried to remove this power and quickly stepped back a few steps.

Xiao Zhengzhong’s punch is his martial arts. Power may not be as good as Soros's hand of God, but it is enough to make Xiaozheng heavy. If Xiao Zheng is strong and strong, this fist can go down and directly interrupt the number of ribs. If the luck is not good, the broken ribs will pierce the heart and will kill on the spot.

Look at Kang Yang, after taking this punch, his face has not changed much. Just patted the dust on the tight black clothes. Thin lips micro-channel: "Xiao Zheng. On the martial arts, I really don't have a good way to kill you. And you are so young. It's amazing."

After a punch, he is no longer eager to shoot.

The so-called again and again, and then decline, exhausted. This is placed on Xiao Zheng's body and placed on Kang Yang, which is also useful.

He was only able to show his lore with the martial arts, and he still could not succeed under the situation of Xiao’s positive disadvantage. He could not continue to attack with martial arts.

Of course, he is very confident about the power of his own mountain punch. After a punch, Mo said that Xiao is resting here for three or five minutes. Even if you lie on the bed for three or five days, it is hard to recover completely. As time goes by, Xiao Zheng's physical ability will not be improved, but will be slower and heavier.

Tick.

Tick.

Xiao Zheng's right arm squats under the blood, even with the blood of the tiger's mouth. His entire arm seemed to have been stained with blood. It looks very horrible.

But looking at his face, he is as determined as a mountain. I can't make a slight difference. His eyes are cold and his look is decided.

He gently rubbed his lips and smothered the blood to the nose. In the mouth, he spoke a cold word: "nonsense."

"It seems that you are anxious to die?" Kang Yang looked gloomy at Xiao Zheng.

It seems to be a very careful observation of Xiao Zheng’s every move.

A young strong who can kill Ito. A young strongman who can single-handedly break into the Holy See and split Soros into two halves. Even if he is at the top of the moment, he does not dare to care.

He is very clear that he can push Xiao Zheng into a desperate situation before using the arcane arcane. It is by no means the strength of its own martial arts. It is a serial killing. At the expense of the lives of the four high-ranking people, this situation was created.

Otherwise, he may not have the confidence to win!

The prestige of the hand of God, though he has not seen it, is as eloquent. Xiao Zheng can enter the Holy See and kill Soros. Even now, Kang Yang still dare not care.

"I have a hatred with you?"

Suddenly.

A low voice rang from the air. Then, a figure appeared next to the railing on the second floor. Condescending, Xiao Zheng overlooking the lobby on the first floor: "In order to kill me, don't even have a life?"

This person is Meng Qingyang.

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Xiao Zheng slightly lifted the sputum, and the blood-stained lips evoked a smirk: "Don't you dare to go downstairs?"

"You haven't answered my question yet." Meng Qingyang said that the overall situation has been set, and the look is indifferent.

"Yes." Xiao Zhengyi nailed the railroad. "What about you? I am a high-ranking Chinese official, but I am afraid that I will die to this point?"

"Who rules that officials can not be afraid of death?" Meng Qingyang did not feel ashamed. Sneer. "What do you think are the big guys who are high above?"

"At least they are not traitors!" Xiao Zhenghan asked. "What about you? A traitor who is afraid of death?"

Perhaps the word traitor deeply hurts Meng Qingyang's proud self-esteem. He frowned deep and whispered: "Do you know that you are like a clown? Do you think you are a patriotic hero? Do you think you are a saint? No! You are just a stupid pig! idiot!"

Xiao Zheng’s face showed a taunting color, indifferent: “I finally know why so many people were traitors in the past. Perhaps they are like you, even the traitors are taken for granted.”

"kill him!"

Meng Qingyang's angry roar: "Give me this little bastard!"

Xiao Zheng’s lips overflowed with sneer: “Don’t worry, I will come to you.”

After all, he pulled a pre-prepared white gauze from his pocket. Then, the rough palm and the blade are tied together, and then go to the tiger's mouth.

The pain in the tiger's mouth failed to make him frown, but it made him look hot, like a magma.

In an instant, Xiao Zheng’s wandering breath suddenly caught. It’s awesome, it’s killing!

"The hand of God can't kill me either. With a punch in your area, I want to hurt me?"

Xiao Zheng is so proud and arrogant. Look like a torch, like a demon!