Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

Before anyone could react.

Lu Meng's fist had already hit Lao Chai's face.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the force of the fist penetrated from flesh to bone, and the skinny Shaq was thrown away directly.

"Stop!" The Shaq soldiers reacted, drew their weapons, and were about to rescue their companions.

The dim street lights dimmed in time.

Lu Meng kicked the ground and turned into a black shadow, rushing towards Lao Chai who fell to the ground.

As a Shaq warrior, Lao Chai was also extremely resilient, and Lu Meng's full punch could not knock him out.

He struggled to stand.

At the same time, he drew the sword from his waist, lowered his body and swept it in front of him.

Human legs usually lack protection, which can push back most enemies who want to advance.

However, this was of no use to Lu Meng.

With just one leap, he was already in the air, stepping on the struggling Lao Chai like a raptor hitting the ground, and holding the back of his neck.

Lao Wu and Lao Fei caught up, but Lu Meng was also dragging Lao Chai back simultaneously.

Even if Lu Meng brought one more person with him and still retreated backwards, the Shaq soldiers just couldn't catch up with him.

at the same time.

Lu Meng pulled Lao Chai's head back, aimed his other hand at his jaw, and punched him one after another.

Unhurried and rhythmic.

Lao Chai's flailing hands couldn't stop Lu Meng's fist at all.

Continuous muffled sound.

The clear sound of bone cracking.

and gradually fading screams.

The blood mixed with Lao Chai's saliva slid down and covered his chest.

The chasing Lao Wu and Lao Fei gradually stopped.

It's too late.

Lao Chai's entire lower jaw was hollowed out, leaving only a soft tongue hanging down weakly.

Blood also oozed from Lu Meng's hands.

The side effects of [Martial Arts] appeared.

The human body's self-protection mechanism often limits muscle power, and the "martial arts" of this world are the process of lifting this restriction.

If the toughness was not high enough, Lu Meng's fist would definitely shatter together with Lao Chai's jawbone under the huge force.

Lao Wu and Lao Fei held weapons in their hands and looked wary towards the sudden appearance of this human being.

Being able to beat a Shaq warrior half to death with only one hand and using brute force - what a tyrannical power this is.

"What do you want to do..." Lao Wu tried, "In other words, what do you want?"

Vendetta? Or extortion?

He found that not only was he unable to detect when this human being was hiding beside them, but he was also unable to guess his origins and intentions.

Lao Fei stared at Lao Chai, his hands trembling a little.

Although they seem to be at odds with each other, they are also absolute friends and brothers.

"Let's duel." Lu Meng said.

"What?" Lao Wu and Lao Fei were both stunned.

"Duel me," Lu Meng repeated, "or in other words, challenge me."

"Isn't this your favorite thing to do as Shaq warriors?"

"Or are you saying that you are so cowardly that it doesn't matter if you watch your friends die at the hands of ordinary people?"

"No way?"

He mentioned Lao Chai.

The skinny Shaq man trembled slightly, his limbs slumped off the ground, like a dead dog.

He breathed his last.

Even this last breath was pinched by Lu Meng. Just a slight squeeze would kill him on the spot.

"He is...the white-haired man!"

Sha Cheng, who had just arrived, took a deep breath. He had already seen Lu Meng's appearance clearly.

It was the unlucky guy who stole a thousand Kai coins from him.

It was also the original goal of people like me tonight.

However, this situation was completely beyond Sha Cheng's expectation.

The night was his home turf, and he had a good chance of sneaking in without anyone noticing.

He also thought about the situation of failure - if the idea was tricky and difficult to deal with, at least he could retreat calmly under the cover of his friends.

But the problem is.

They haven't had time to take action yet!

Why did the real master turn around and attack them?

When did he find out?

he……

——This idea is not only prickly, it is as sharp as a sharp blade.

It can tie people up to wear them.

Sha Cheng broke into a cold sweat. According to the laws of Skun Town, they had not had time to commit crimes, and even the guards could not pursue them.

Although he did steal money before, but he was not caught, there is no evidence.

But obviously, looking at the other party's attitude, he is not here to argue with them about the law.

Lao Wu and Lao Fei looked at each other.

This human's words were very strange. Of course, the challenge was initiated by the initiator of the duel between Shaq warriors...but he asked them to take the initiative to challenge.

Both of them thought of Cavin's words - this flat-skinned man is not a warrior.

Therefore, there is no qualification to challenge.

"You are not a warrior, but you want to solve the problem in a warrior way." Lao Wu raised his sword and said, "Okay, I accept it, no, I will challenge you!"

He knew that he was actually the one being challenged.

The person being challenged can choose not to accept it, but then he will become a coward who avoids fighting.

On more formal occasions, the horns may even be removed.

Lao Fei dragged his segmented ax and stood side by side with Lao Wu. After all, the warriors are at different levels and have differences in strength. It is impossible for every duel to be a one-on-one fight - then it would not be called a duel, but a game of killing, which would not show the bloody bravery of the Sharks.

The weaker party is allowed to call in friends to help until it feels evenly matched.

By choosing to go into battle together, these two Shaq warriors have recognized that Lu Meng is stronger than any one of them individually.

They also noticed the injury on Lu Meng's hand.

Obviously, this flat-skinned man's body is not made of iron. Although the scales and bones of the Sharks are terrifying, they cannot withstand sharp blades.

Lao Wu and Lao Fei felt that together they had a chance of winning.

Lu Meng let go of his hand, and Lao Chai fell to the ground and curled up in a ball.

He picked up Sha Ke's saber, but did not hold it in his hand. Instead, he threw it to Sha Cheng in the distance: "You come up too."

Sha Cheng caught the saber and was at a loss.

I am not a qualified warrior.

He noticed that the other party's name was not Calvin. When he looked back, the hornless man was nowhere to be seen.

When Kavin saw something was wrong, he ran away early.

Damn it!

Sha Cheng cursed secretly.

Without the horns, the Shaq people are equivalent to having no burden, at least they are invincible when they choose to escape.

"The two of us are enough," Lao Wu's face darkened: "Don't involve our friends."

"Don't insult us again." Under the old fat man's seemingly plump body, the solid muscles were already knitted. Anger accelerated his blood flow, sending more energy to his entire body.

Two against one is frustrating enough.

The other party wants to add another person, which is simply contempt and humiliation to the extreme.

"Then let's get started." Lu Meng said indifferently.

He looked at Lao Wu and suddenly asked: "Where did you buy the knife?"

"Yes... except that it can be used to kill you, where the knife comes from has nothing to do with you!"

Lao Wu's sword was thin and slender. It stabbed and flew in his hand, and the light of the blade formed a shadow and enveloped Lu Meng's body.

This is actually a rare Shaq warrior who is good at quick attacks with light swords.

Lao Fei, on the other hand, was much more down-to-earth, and the heavy and long segmented ax hit Lu Meng's side hard.

clang--

There was a sudden loud noise.

Lu Meng did not dodge, but a long object fell from the sky and hit the center of the duel, just in time to block all the attacks of the two Shaq warriors.

The object flew away towards Lu Meng with great force under the impact, and he reached out his hand to catch it easily.

Sha Cheng, who was watching the battle, saw clearly that there was a young man standing on the longhouse next to him. It was he who had left the thing behind.

Lu Meng dragged Lao Chai on the street in a seemingly random direction, but in fact he stopped right in front of his house.

"Don't break the duel rules!" Sha Cheng said anxiously.

"It's you who broke the duel rules." Lu Meng shook one hand, and the strip in his hand broke into two pieces...

No, the scabbard slipped and the long knife was pulled out.

"Even if you are not a warrior, you can still carry a sword during a duel!"

The four-foot-long cleaver has a cold and fierce edge.

Lu Meng took a step forward.

The sword light soared into the sky!

[Melee skill: machete 40 (expertise)]