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With another swing, the empty door in Sun Tingyun's chest was immediately opened!
Sun Tingyun cried out inwardly that it was not good!
It's a pity that it was too late, Chen Feng stepped forward and raised his waist, and made two quick strokes with the eight chopping knife with his right hand.
A stern X was drawn on Sun Tingyun's chest instantly!
"hiss--"
This deep wound made his shirt ooze red immediately, and at the same time, because the knife penetrated into the viscera, the corners of Sun Tingyun's mouth also overflowed with blood.
"Killing people and destroying families, heaven and earth will not tolerate it!"
Chen Feng shouted angrily, stepped forward quickly, his moves were ferocious, his anger exploded like rolling thunder, and the short knife in his hand directly wiped Sun Tingyun's neck artery!
Sun Tingyun wanted to dodge it, but Chen Feng followed closely with the butterfly knife in his hand, stabbing his right arm.
"Cutting Bamboo Pinggang Knife!"
Puff-!
Sun Tingyun's shoulder blade in his right arm was bleeding profusely, and he staggered back two steps.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng suddenly knelt on his knees and leaned back, using his inertia to follow and slide on the ground!
With both arms open, the hand holding the handle of the knife suddenly turned forward, and the two knives cut Sun Tingyun's legs horizontally.
"Mopan Sajiao!"
Sun Tingyun's hamstrings were broken in an instant, and he immediately fell to his knees.
That is to say, when Chen Feng turned around and stood up, another almost invisible knife light passed by.
"Snowflake Capping Knife!"
Sun Tingyun's neck suddenly split a bloody mouth.
But Chen Feng had already dodged behind him, and the two butterfly double knives returned to the posture of sitting on the knives with empty steps.
"Even if there are no rules of life and death in this boxing ring today, I will still kill! It is only right and proper to kill for life! Let alone a family of nine!"
As soon as the words fell, Sun Tingyun fell to the ground with a bang, and the only left hand that could move all over his body held his neck, blood gurgling out through his fingers.
Chen Feng let the butterfly swords in his hands fall to the ground, turned a deaf ear to the exclamation from the audience, and said indifferently:
"Leave your hand, if you still want to live, just hold it!"
"But if you still have a sliver of shame, you should comfort the spirits of Master Cheng and the ancestors of the Bagua sect, and apologize with death! Go to hell and eternal reincarnation to do bullshit for the innocent people you killed! Think clearly for yourself!"
Seeing that Sun Tingyun was still clutching his throat tightly, and his eyes still had the intent to survive, Chen Feng sneered, turned his head and said to the ring host below the stage:
"Don't wait, just announce the result!"
The ring host stood in place, looked at the direction where Sun Tingyun fell to the ground, and opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound.
"This person is unforgivably guilty! I lied to him, the carotid artery penetrated several inches, and within ten seconds, he would surely die!" Chen Feng sneered.
Sun Tingyun, who fell on the ground behind him, opened his eyes wide, and his shaking pupils gradually enlarged.
ten seconds later.
In the sixth ring, rivers of blood flowed in the arena, and the audience was silent.
King Ming, Baodeng, Wang Yunxiong and others were so shocked that they could hardly speak for a moment.
In the private room, He Yaowei also took a deep breath, and immediately opened his mouth excitedly and loudly applauded:
"Bravo! Damn it, it's so good! It's so addictive!"
Under everyone's attention, the corner of Chen Feng's mouth twitched slightly.
[Inherited ancient martial arts specialization: 82% of Baguazhang (proficient), 47% of Taijiquan (proficient), 13% of Xingyiquan (beginner)! 】
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Chapter 80 The Walled City Storms!
Three months later.
The second floor of a morning tea shop near the Royal Port City Police Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.
The owner of the morning tea shop brought a small plate with a steaming crispy pineapple bun on it.
"Pineapple buns just out of the oven!" The boss smiled hospitablely, "Brother Luo, Brother Zi, take your time and call me if you need something."
"Ah."
Lardboy nodded upon hearing this, and the boss turned and left.
Lei Luo sat sideways at the dining table thoughtfully, with one hand resting by the window and the other on the back of the sofa.
The espresso on the table was barely touched.
It wasn't until the boss walked away and went downstairs that there was no one else on the second floor of the morning tea shop except the two of them, Lei Luo frowned and said:
"The grizzly bear and the doll are getting more and more outrageous! I used Yan Tong's hand to destroy their prestige before. After I transferred to Tsim Sha Tsui, I also let them calm down. I didn't expect it to come back. I had another one a while ago. Big fight."
"Now they are fighting guerrillas again. Recently, more than [-] people have died, and more than [-] people have been injured. What the superiors say is terrible!"
Lei Luo was obviously angry, and when he was speaking, the three fingers unconsciously tapped on the table a few times.
On the opposite side of the dining table, Lard Boy looked at Lei Luo, holding the milk tea in one hand, and smashing the pearls in the milk tea with the other hand, chewing them in his mouth, and glanced at the fragrant pineapple buns from time to time.
"What does that mean?"
Lei Luo turned his head away, resting his hand on his chin by the window, and looked downstairs quietly for a while.
He suddenly grabbed a white sugar tin can for coffee and placed it in the center of the table, pointing at the full icing sugar inside and said angrily:
"A good white powder business."
He picked up his espresso and poured it directly into the tin can.
Coffee becomes extremely viscous when it encounters excess sugar.
"Now make a pot of porridge, how about some food?"