The sharp dart head is about to come to Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even move his eyelids. The rat King's blade in his right hand was about to knock on the chain body and let the dart head change direction. However, the dart head first changed direction, and the rat King's blade failed. The chain dart drew an arc and rolled back to his neck to tie his neck and strangle him.
"Pa" Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his left hand and patted the sharp dart head mountain. He patted it flying. The dart head flying to one side was taken back by the chain and fell into xiong Ye's hands.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and xiong Ye look at each other. One is sitting on the ground, the other is standing long. Compared with Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is covered with blood, his image is too far away. He looks like he has arrived at the Jedi. Xiong Ye's body is as clean as ever, and there is not even a fold on his clothes. It seems that he is the ultimate winner.
On the contrary, sitting on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a smile on the corner of his mouth and a relaxed face. No matter how bad, can he compare with being trapped in the net and unable to move?
Xiong's eyes are cold and his face is twinkling. He didn't expect that he was in a stalemate at the moment. He didn't take the lame man even though his means would be exhausted. On the contrary, he lost his courage, but Zhang Xiaoqiang was more brave than ever. He lost all the advantages he had built before. Zhang Xiaoqiang was out of trouble and his men were useless. Does his chain dart seem useless to Zhang Xiaoqiang?
"Listen to me, let's go together, and then there will be people who are afraid to kill. Your family and your women will all be killed, and no one will be spared."
Xiong Ye was on fire. He raised his voice and yelled, with a sharp tone. He was as warm as before.
In the middle of the story, the men stood up and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was sitting on the ground covered with blood. Their hearts were sad and unspeakable. They squeezed their fists tightly, bullied each other in their chest, gnashed their teeth, and the blood on their broken lips slipped down from their chin.
After the first shout, all the men yelled together and rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang with red eyes. Either they were holding stones or knives and sticks, they didn't think about how to catch Zhang Xiaoqiang alive. They just wanted to fight hard to earn a living for themselves and their families.
Among Zhang Xiaoqiang, those men came back, without previous tension, legs together, and hit the ground hard. Between slight vibration, Zhang Xiaoqiang bounced up, rolled back, and made more than ten consecutive somersaults. Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled to the side of the wheelchair. He grabbed the wheelchair and pulled his whole body up from the ground. He stood on the ground.
Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the wheelchair with his left hand and swept it. During the collision, three or two figures flew out. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood the wheelchair forward, stepped forward with his left foot, half stepped forward, waved the blade and cut off a short knife. He had the spare power to open the belly of the man who came to him. The man grasped the short knife tightly and waved it in the air, and rushed behind him. After a few steps, he became staggered, Innumerable internal organs shook off from his chest, wrapped around his legs and tripped him. He fell to the ground, holding the handle of the knife tightly, staring at the bloody ground beside his cheek with eyes open, and swallowing his last breath without thinking.
Zhang Xiaoqiang uses his wheelchair as a crutch and shield to fight in the crowd. The power of the rat King blade is fully displayed in the close combat. In the process of breaking the sword, breaking people and breaking people, the blood is shining into the sky, and Howling bitterly, Zhang Xiaoqiang is like an iron man. In the bloody tide, a dead body falls behind him. He rises against the current in a frenzied crowd, with a sense of heroism, I can't help shouting.
This is Zhang Xiaoqiang. At this time, he has no regrets. Even if he is killed in the next second, he has no regrets. He has enough wheelchairs. He is a strong man washed out of fighting. He does not like to be a weak man. He likes killing and loves killing.
"Ha
After a big drink, a shadow of a man leaps forward, his legs are tight, his upper body is half tilted, and he flies in the air to kick Zhang Xiaoqiang. In Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, the black sole is magnified infinitely. He takes back the rat King blade and raises it obliquely. The sharp blade silently meets him, and the sole is cut off. The sharp blade cuts off the man's sole like tofu, Cut off the leg, cut off the red flesh and white bone between the thighs, and insert it into the man's abdomen.
"Touch"
The man didn't have time to scream. In a moment's numbness, the momentum of his jumping in the air made his half body hit Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang was wiped back by the man, and his left hand unconsciously released the wheelchair. The man fell on the ground and sprayed blood. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang mindlessly. When he saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had lost his wheelchair, The man laughed, then his head tilted to one side, completely lost his look.
"Up... Up..."
Lord Xiong shouts. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang has lost his crutch and shield, he thinks their chance has come. After shouting, he is a soldier and rushes forward first. Before he arrives, the chain rings and the sharp dart head flies to Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat. Obviously, he has no idea of catching Zhang Xiaoqiang alive. At this time, he has to kill him.
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