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Chapter 21: How about relying on your face to eat?(1/2)

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it may be a good sign for this year.

Everything is in trouble and is waiting for development, and the rainstorm is welcomed.

A group of people were wearing flesh and the heavy rain washed away made their thin shirts look transparent, and their muscles and scars were completely exposed to the night.

Due to the sudden heavy rain, the shops on the street had already closed. Only dim street lights were scattered on the ground.

The raindrops fell on the machete, washing away the smell of blood and making a thump.

The handle of the knife smashed the car glass heavily, and four hands reached in from the front and back four windows, slashing randomly.

"No one."

One person wiped the rain from his face and smashed the machete hard on the car window.

"His grandma, this kid is slippery."

"It's okay, this street is blocked by our people. Xiashan is not far away."

"Hey, brother, who asked you to smoke on a mission? Forgot how to hand over the boss..."

The cold glow cuts the rain curtain and cuts the man's neck.

Before a person on his side could react, Chen Wuyang was already short and knocked into his arms.

He stabbed and stabbed three times in a row.

The two people on the other side of the car were shocked and rushed over.

But Chen Wuyang's body suddenly faded and disappeared from the sight of the two.

"Where are people?"

The two surrounded each other and stared blankly at the two bodies on the ground.

"ah!"

The machete at the bottom of the car was swung out and cut off one person's feet directly.

Chen Wuyang slid out from the other side.

The original four-on-one situation turned into one-on-one in a blink of an eye.

The man swallowed hard, and the painful wailing sound of his companions echoed on the ground, which became more and more annoying.

He glanced coldly at the ground.

The man really wants to shut up, or just give him a knife. The world is clean.

Looking up again, where is the person?!

It seemed that the sound of rain was dull behind me.

"I have something to say!" the man shouted, his voice full of horror.

Chen Wuyang seemed to be a shadow in the dark, standing quietly behind the man.

The machete is placed flat on a man’s neck, and a life can be ended with just a gentle force.

"yes……"

The machete instantly cut across the man's neck.

Chen Wuyang was not interested in listening to men's nonsense, and whether or not they would make people think a lot.

Things are actually very simple. As long as you walk out of this street alive, the Golden Eagle will naturally tell him the truth. If the former cannot be done, the Kingsoft will probably be not far from being destroyed.

better.

Compared to the so-called Kingsoft Apostle, he cared more about the man who sent him here.

What kind of meeting gift should I bring to him next time?

Thinking of this, Chen Wuyang stabbed the guy with his broken feet twice.

It is difficult to climb with both hands, dragging the broken legs.

It must be suffering a lot.

"Brother Yang..."

A man suddenly crawled out from the bottom of the car.

It's that driver.

The three of them ran separately, and Xia Shan went straight to Mrs. Golden Eagle's residence. But according to Wu Shuai's guess, it was probably a smoke bomb. Xia Shan, who was suspicious by nature, might not trust Chen Wuyang and him at all at this moment.

I was going to let him run towards Yueshan Garden, but Wu Shuai was not stupid either.

If you really run away, you will definitely be killed by a random knife.

So I just kept on the changes and hid under the car.

To be honest, when Chen Wuyang was playing in the undercarriage, Wu Shuai was heartbroken.

But it seems that Brother Yang didn't see him.

Then there was a scene where all four of them died.

This brother Yang is really good at fighting.

"Brother Yang, I have known that you have high skills in the city!"

Wu Shuai said it, but it only took a lot of saliva to flatter him.

Besides, Brother Yang is also a talkative person. His friendship may make Brother Yang worry about him in the future.

It’s a pity that the person in front of me is no longer the person in my heart.

Chen Wuyang didn't even go to see Wu Shuai.

Let the heavy rain wet the shirt and the smoke has become wet.

Chen Wuyang covered the match and lit it twice.

Still unsuccessful.

He simply walked towards Mrs. Golden Eagle.

"Brother Yang, you can't leave here. There may be an ambush set by the enemy!" Wu Shuai shouted, because the rain was too heavy, and if Chen Wuyang didn't shout it out, he wouldn't hear what he was saying.

In fact, he couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.

And Chen Wuyang pretended not to hear it.

Wu Shuai struggled for a moment, thinking about whether it was safer under the car and around Chen Wuyang.

The last stomp of his feet means a little bit of a broken can, "His grandma, at worst, you can lose this life."

As he said that, he turned around and picked up a machete from the ground and ran back.

He always felt that even following Chen Wuyang to the Zhentianmen headquarters at this moment would be safer than staying under the car.

This is a very strange feeling, maybe the scene before was too scary.

It made him a little doubt whether Chen Wuyang was really a human.

This is the most spacious street in Lucheng, surrounded by the residences of celebrities and nobles. Under the tall and magnificent buildings, messy luxury cars are placed at will.

Two men in the heavy rain walked quickly under the eaves.

There were already seven or eight people surrounding the road, along the alley.

Chen Wuyang ran forward without any intention of detour.

The bleeding of the skill caused a vague red light to flow on the sharp edge of the machete in Chen Wuyang's hand. Previously, he experimented with the Caijun and the Zhu brothers, Chen Wuyang had already known the amplification effect very well.

Without any warning, Chen Wuyang suddenly ran away.

To be precise, it is rush.

Like a leopard in the night, her eyes are filled with indifference to life.

Lu Shuai behind him gritted his teeth and chased after him.

He knew that once he was out of touch with Chen Wuyang, his fate would be to be cut to death.

There were only two people coming towards him. When he saw Chen Wuyang taking the lead, he was naturally not showing weakness.

Everyone has two hands and feet and one machete. Who is more powerful than anyone else?

Besides, it’s just a gangster leader from the Yuan Zhentian Sect.

Chen Wuyang's figure suddenly disappeared from the sight of the two, and he had not yet waited for the two to react.

The feeling of weightlessness instantly filled the whole body, and the whole person fell heavily towards the ground.

Emergency stop and sweep your legs.

One circle.

A thread of the knife legs.

One person had a large piece of flesh under his armpit and a machete was torn off. The other person might be better, but one of his calf was chopped.
To be continued...
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