He is from a fighting nation

The warehouse was dark, and there was a simple ceiling lamp on it, which was startled by bullets and swayed from side to side. The blood on Wu Liang's face was still wet, and the dark red blood flowed down the side of his face. His body flickered, and his expression Cold and gloomy, he seemed more like a villain than a villain for a while.

Wu Liang has always been tough. In the past, he was tough mentally. He stuck to principles and would rather bend than bend. But unfortunately, because of malnutrition, he was not tall and could not stand fights. He was still a nerd and never won a fight.

For some reason, facing the glaring knife, Wu Liang was not afraid. He was not afraid of death or pain since he was a child. He was only afraid of running, and Zhou Xiangwan was hurt because of him.

"Damn it, fuck him!"

Du Feng struggled to get up, spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, the three of them formed a circle, surrounded Wu Liang in the middle, Wu Liang looked at them calmly, showing a proud provocation, one of them Finally couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed towards Wu Liang with all his teeth and claws.

Wu Liang grasped the visitor's wrist with his left hand, and pulled it in his direction. His right hand was turned into a palm and cut to the side of the visitor's throat. It was beautiful and neat, and he learned ten times the moves that Zhou Xiangwan taught him in the gym. At ten, the man was cut straight, and he took a few steps back while clutching his throat, coughing continuously.

Wu Liang thought in his heart, "Pull first, then split palms!"

At the same time, Du Feng hugged Wu Liang's waist from behind, restrained Wu Liang's movements, and shouted, "Kill him! Hurry up!"

One person held a knife and shouted, "If you kill him, won't you have no money?!"

Du Feng: "What time is it? You still think about money! Damn it, I haven't seen you in two months, did this bitch go to Shaolin Temple?!"

"What else do you think about if you don't think about money!" Killing people is familiar once, and since they killed the rich woman, their morality has already broken through the bottom line. Even if he just dug a deeper hole and asked for money, he still stabbed Wu Liang with a knife.

Wu Liang's eyes froze, his center of gravity turned backwards, and with the force of Du Feng's restraint, his legs slammed, and he kicked the knife-wielding man away. He arched his back and fell with one blow. Du Feng's legs left the ground and hit the ground , stirring up a smoky white ash.

"You..." Du Feng was dizzy from the fall, and stretched out his index finger tremblingly, "You fucking dare to hit me?"

Wu Liang looked down at the man lying in the dust at his feet, the man he had a crush on when he was a student, and later gave him infinite harm, he thought that at least there would be some sadness and emotion in his heart, but he didn't.

There was no fluctuation in Wu Liang's heart, and there was even a hint of joy in becoming a fighting king.Wu Liang has never been so sure as now, he doesn't like Du Feng at all.

"Why don't I dare." Wu Liang picked up Du Feng's collar, aimed at his face and punched him twice, and said coldly, "I have endured you for a long time."

"The thing I regret the most is that I didn't send you to prison earlier. That's why you killed so many people again."

Du Feng exploded, let out a low growl, and grabbed Wu Liang's neck with resentment in his eyes, trying to strangle him to death. The two rolled into a ball in the dust. He yelled out the name of the move Zhou Xiangwan chose, "Two eyes are black!" This style of play is not cool at all, and it doesn't suit his style at all, but it seems that he can gain power from Zhou Xiangwan by shouting it like this. Yes, Wu Liang didn't hold back his strikes, and rushed to stab people blind-he had to get out alive, he hadn't given the eyeliner to Zhou Xiangwan, he couldn't die in such a broken warehouse.

Du Feng covered his eyes and let out a miserable scream. Wu Liang punched Du Feng on the chin, "Siberia ascends to heaven!" Wu Liang vented all the anger in his heart with this punch, which made his five knuckles ache faintly. The gloom was swept away.

Du Feng was beaten almost to the sky, hit the ground heavily, and spit out a mouthful of blood from his head tilted.Wu Liang was hit hard on the back of the head, and stunned by hallucinogens. After such a fierce fight, he was at the end of his strength. He almost had a double image when he looked at things. A burning pain, a sense of numbness spread all over the body, and the roar of a motor was like a motor in his head.

Wu Liang insisted on not falling down, turned around and saw the timid man behind him holding up the electric baton and looking at him helplessly, Wu Liang fell against the wall, unable to control his body, just a violent convulsion, his heart Think "the tool belt is pretty complete."

The other person breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and said, "Let's bury the dead rich woman first, and then forge Wu Liang's fingerprints and suicide note, saying that he killed the rich woman because of love and hatred, and then he was cowarded and committed suicide in fear of crime. Make the scene more realistic, so that the police will not be able to find us."

Du Feng lay on the ground, bared a tooth, laughed ho ho, and said, "Wu Liang, do you have any last words? Are you still counting on Zhou Xiangwan to save you? Let me tell you, when he comes, It happens to be a match with you, you are not alone on the road to Huangquan hahaha."

Wu Liang thought to himself, "... Where did Du Feng get his miraculous self-confidence?"

As soon as the words fell, the entire iron warehouse trembled slightly, as if there was a huge monster outside, trying to crush the warehouse flat.

The three of them looked at each other in dismay, and said in shock, "Wow, there was an earthquake?"

Just thinking about it, the warehouse let out a mournful cry, and the entire roof flew off.

I saw a bright moon in the sky, and a huge excavator arm stretched in at an unstoppable speed. A man jumped off the bucket, with platinum curly hair and sweet eyeliner crying, and flew towards Wu Liang as soon as he landed. run around.No one can trap Zhou Xiangwan in the matter of routines, and the demolition team leader is invincible.

Everyone present was stunned and missed the best chance to stab Zhou Xiangwan.Within a few seconds, Qian Meng descended from the sky with a few bodyguards, and said bitterly, "Take it away, and give them all the skin!"

"Wu Liang..." Zhou Xiangwan's voice trembled, and he stretched out his hand to hug Wu Liang. Seeing that his face was covered with blood, and his hands were stiff in the air, he dared not touch them. His eyes were watery, like a kneeling The child was crying on the ground, but he couldn't cry, he just yelled, "Why hasn't the doctor brought the stretcher in yet!"

Wu Liang shook his hands, hooked Zhou Xiangwan's fingers, and said Weiwei, "I'm fine... just got electrocuted... don't be afraid."

Zhou Xiangwan held Wu Liang's cold hand with his backhand, wrapped his hand around his knee, and picked him up. Wu Liang moved, afraid that Zhou Xiangwan would dislike him, and whispered, "Don't hug...it's all dust. "

Zhou Xiangwan didn't dare to open his mouth, fearing that if he opened his mouth, he would groan, so he lowered his head and kissed Wu Liang's forehead, showing with actions that I not only want to hug, but also to kiss.

Wu Liang was already exhausted. At this time, his head was squeezed against Zhou Xiangwan's bouncing chest muscles. He smelled the faint scent of perfume on his body and felt extremely secure. He relaxed and passed out.