Earth Cinema

Chapter 187: Fight (Part )

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The city was filled with thick white fog. From early morning, the city was surrounded by it. The buildings and pedestrians in the distance were reduced to outlines, and it was pitch dark.

But the strange thing is.

The streets were unusually quiet, with no pedestrians or vehicles passing by.

It's in the small gap on one side of the road.

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Blood dripped onto the ground, creating bloody red dots. A figure staggered along the path, taking one deep step and one shallow step.

Staggering around.

Under my feet, scarlet bloodstains stretched far into the distance.

The figure's face was pale, and his black hair had become messy and even a little disharmonious. A large section of the hair on both sides of his head was missing out of nowhere.

It seemed to have been cut off by some sharp weapon.

Dressed in black.

But from the chest area, it became wet and wrinkled, the black clothes had a dark red tint, and drops of scarlet blood kept dripping from the corners of the clothes.

"Cough cough."

The figure couldn't help but cover his chest and cough loudly, and the sound became louder and louder, and the amplitude became more and more violent, and there was a strong whistling sound in his throat, like a bellows.

The coughing became louder and louder, as if he was going to vomit out his lungs.

"Ahem.Puff!"

Large mouthfuls of blood flowed out of his mouth, staining the ground in front of him red, but even so, the figure still stubbornly held on to the wall and walked forward.

Suddenly I tripped.

His body went limp, he staggered, and fell to the ground.

Bang!

The metal bucket hit the ground and the garbage immediately poured out. The figure's body instantly lost balance and fell to the ground, and the things tied behind his back fell to the ground.

A blue-gray mummy fell to the ground.

The figure fell to the ground, still coughing, with large amounts of blood gushing out of his mouth, which lasted for a long time.

"Huhu."

The figure's pale and handsome face gasped a few times and finally suppressed the cough. After a few gasps, the figure struggled to tie the mummy behind him and stumbled to his feet.

He walked forward, stepping on the garbage on the ground, one step deep and one step shallow.

Staggering steps.

But he is now at the end of his strength and has no successor.

After walking for a while, the figure fell to his knees with a thud and got stuck on the ground. The mummy behind him fell to the ground again.

The figure looked at the mummy in front of him and tried to struggle to get up, but this time, he did not get up.

Although his eyes were full of reluctance, his breath became weaker and weaker.

Not long after, the young man died.

Not long after, several figures came following the remaining bloodstains. They looked at the corpse lying in front of them and were stunned for a moment. A complicated look flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in the lead.

But it was fleeting.

When the middle-aged man saw Rama's body next to the figure, he was delighted. He walked over quickly, picked up the thing and put it on his back.

Just at this time.

A strong wind blew, blowing away the layers of white fog and tearing it apart. The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat and he bent down without thinking.

A leg shadow flashed behind him, but at this moment, the footwork changed, stopping the sweeping posture and turning it into a downward chop.

The legs and feet chopped down like axes.

The middle-aged man was knocked to the ground by the chop.

But the middle-aged man responded very quickly. He supported himself with his hands at the moment of falling, raised one leg and attacked the man in the face from behind.

Bang!
The dull sound of fists and feet colliding rang out in the narrow street.

The two of them each took a step back.

"Old Hu."

The rest of the people rushed over and looked at the newcomer warily.

In the white fog, in front of them was a tall, cold man in a suit and leather shoes, with his hair combed meticulously. He was looking coldly at the middle-aged man and others. Gao Jin.

Gao Jin glanced at the dirty alley and the figure lying in the garbage. His eyebrows twitched slightly and then he frowned deeply.

"Hand over the things."

Gao Jin raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the middle-aged man.

"Gao Jin?"

The middle-aged man looked at Gao Jin, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "I have heard of you, you are very powerful, but do you think you can take Rama's body from us alone?"

"did you mean."

Gao Jin raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man, "I understand."

Gao Jin took two steps forward, untied his bow tie with his hands, and then swung it suddenly.

The tie instantly turned into a long whip and lashed at the middle-aged man.

There was a crackling sound.

The bow tie caused the air to explode with a sound. The middle-aged man was caught off guard and was hit directly. He heard the explosion in front of his eyes and felt a pain in his eyes.

Let out a groan of pain.

There is inevitably a flaw in his figure.

Gao Jin took advantage of the situation and took two steps on the ground. With a slide, he instantly appeared in front of the middle-aged man. He turned around and kicked, like an angry dragon emerging from the sea.

The middle-aged man was kicked away in an instant.

Then he stepped on the left wall with his left foot, took two steps, and swept out with his right foot, kicking hard in the face the person rushing up from behind.

He's very powerful.

The opponent was kicked and fell headfirst, with his head and feet instantly changing positions.

The whole movement was sharp and powerful, like flowing water. In just a blink of an eye, several movements were completed in one go, and several opponents were knocked to the ground in an instant.

Only two or three seconds passed.

Gao Jin was just about to make another effort when he saw the middle-aged man come to his senses, stand up, and move his palms like flowers. The wind from his palms alone made a whistling sound.

Clear away the layers of fog.

In an instant, palm techniques continued to attack Gao Jin's face.

Gao Jin stepped back, blocking again and again to the left.

But this path was too narrow, and his movements were greatly restricted, so he eventually exchanged punches with the middle-aged man.

There was a muffled sound.

The two men couldn't help but step back. Gao Jin took two steps back, and the middle-aged man opposite took five or six steps back.

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched slightly, and his hands were numb from the shock, but Gao Jin opposite him looked to be in perfect condition.

Even his expression didn't change.

So strong.

Gao Jin's strength is much stronger than what is shown in the movie.

The middle-aged man was shocked and shouted, "Everyone, come together. He is alone. No matter how strong he is, we can beat him."

Everyone rushed towards Gao Jin.

But Gao Jin stood there, his expression still grim.

At this moment, the two people at the back screamed and flew out, but a figure suddenly appeared behind them and rushed towards them.

Like a tiger among the flock of lambs.

That man had extremely heavy hands and feet. Whenever he touched anyone else, they would be knocked to the ground and scream in pain the moment they took over.

"There is still one."

Old Hu looked back and his pupils shrank. It turned out that there was another person who looked exactly like Gao Jin, with gray hair and a slightly more mature look, rushing towards him from behind.

At this moment, Gao Jin also raised his leg and rushed forward.

Suddenly, screams broke out.

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(End of this chapter)