Hong Kong film: Starts with a ghost on his back, his henchmen are all underworld minions.

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Su Zhe moved across the battlefield like a cheetah, swiftly dodging Chen Le's attacks, each time narrowly missing them. He used his agility and nimble footwork to evade every heavy blow from Chen Le.

Chen Le was panting heavily; his attacks became chaotic, and both his strength and speed decreased. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Zhe immediately launched a counterattack.

Su Zhe transformed into a bolt of lightning, suddenly appearing beside Chen Le. He punched Chen Le in the abdomen, followed by a knee strike to Chen Le's chest. Chen Le was knocked back by this sudden attack, coughing painfully and swaying precariously.

Su Zhe didn't stop his attack. He quickly turned around and kicked Chen Le hard in the back, sending him flying. Chen Le landed awkwardly on the ground, unable to move.

Su Zhe stood rooted to the spot, his breathing steady, his sharp gaze fixed on Chen Le lying on the ground. He knew this wasn't the end; Chen Le likely had other trump cards up his sleeve, and he had to remain vigilant.

Chen Le struggled to his feet, glaring angrily at Su Zhe, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. He knew he was being suppressed by Su Zhe, but he had no intention of giving up; his heart was filled with anger and determination.

suddenly!

Chen Le pulled out a handful of lime from his pocket and suddenly threw it into Su Zhe's eyes!

Chen Le, dagger in hand, lunged at Su Zhe. Su Zhe's eyes were blurred by the lime powder, making his vision extremely poor. Just then, Chen Le swung the dagger and rushed in front of Su Zhe, viciously stabbing him in a vital spot!

Chen Le's plan was flawless, but Su Zhe seemed to have foreseen it and was prepared in advance. The moment Chen Le's hand touched Su Zhe, Su Zhe grabbed his wrist. Immediately afterward, Chen Le felt a sharp pain in his arm, as if his bones had shattered, and his hand could no longer hold the dagger. Su Zhe twisted it forcefully, and with a loud crack, the dagger slipped from Chen Le's grasp and fell to the ground.

Su Zhe kicked Chen Le hard in the stomach, sending him flying three or four meters away. Su Zhe's vision was still blurry, but acting on instinct, he ran over, grabbed Chen Le by the collar, and slammed him hard against the ground, smashing his head against the hard concrete.

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With a muffled thud, blood streamed down Chen Le's forehead. His nose was broken, and crimson liquid seeped from the crack at the corner of his mouth, making him look gruesome.

boom!

But he quickly seized the opportunity, landing a punch squarely on Su Zhe's ribs! Although Chen Le's strength was much less than Su Zhe's, Su Zhe, injured and blind, had no way to dodge in time. Chen Le's punch landed solidly, and Su Zhe's entire spine collapsed. Chen Le pressed his advantage, repeatedly striking Su Zhe's temples with his fists.

A wave of dizziness swept through Su Zhe's body. He finally couldn't hold on any longer, released his right hand from Chen Le's clothes, and lay limply on the ground.

Chen Le gasped for breath, beads of sweat rolling down his pale face, making him look particularly terrifying. He glanced at Su Zhe, who lay unconscious on the ground, and a sinister smile appeared on his face: "You lost."

After saying that, he picked up the dagger, raised it high, and stabbed it several times towards Su Zhe's head.

Chapter 461 The Critical Moment

crucial moment!

Su Zhe suddenly opened his eyes and immediately noticed Chen Le's movement of wielding a dagger. Although his vision had not fully recovered, he successfully dodged Chen Le's stab thanks to his keen senses.

Su Zhe didn't stop; he immediately launched a counterattack. Although he was still at a disadvantage, he didn't back down. Su Zhe used all his strength to attack, trying to disrupt Chen Le's rhythm.

However, because his eyes had not fully recovered, Su Zhe's attacks lacked accuracy and power. Seeing this, Chen "627" couldn't help but smugly mock, "Looks like your eyes haven't recovered yet, how come you're fighting so badly? Do you really think you can defeat me? You're laughable!"

Chen Le's words ignited Su Zhe's anger and fighting spirit. Despite being injured and blind, Su Zhe persisted in the fight. He constantly tried to adjust his rhythm and find Chen Le's weaknesses, but Chen Le's attacks were relentless, giving Su Zhe no chance to breathe.

Time ticked by, and Su Zhe gradually felt exhausted and powerless. Chen Le, on the other hand, grew increasingly smug, controlling the pace of the battle with his superior skills. He continued to mock, "You'll only suffer more if you keep going like this. Why don't you just admit defeat? Your efforts are meaningless!"

Despite being at a disadvantage, Su Zhe did not give up. He gritted his teeth and resolutely faced Chen Le's taunts. A flame ignited in his heart, and he resolved not to back down again, nor to be swayed by Chen Le's words.

Su Zhe knew he had to find a way to defeat Chen Le, not just through physical strength. He began to think calmly, searching for ways to exploit Chen Le's weaknesses.

Suddenly, he noticed that Ah Le's punching motion was very large!

This explains why he needs to wait several seconds after each punch before he can throw a second punch!

This is the perfect opportunity for me to strike back!

Of course, Chen Le's punching frequency was very fast, and Su Zhe would need to spend some effort to catch his movements, so he had to seize every minute! Su Zhe held his breath and focused his attention on observing Chen Le's moves.

Su Zhe silently recited a few incantations, then stomped his left leg on the ground and unleashed a powerful punch at Chen Le with all his might. The punch was incredibly powerful; it seemed as if the air itself had been sucked away.

boom!

Su Zhe punched Chen Le in the abdomen, and the powerful force of the punch sent Chen Le sliding backward half a circle.

Su Zhe didn't stop, relentlessly raining punches on Chen Le. His movements grew faster and faster, and Chen Le's body trembled uncontrollably under his brutal beatings, coughing up blood and his cheeks swelling up like pig livers.

"what!"

Chen Le let out a pitiful howl, tears, snot, and blood mingling together, looking extremely disheveled.

With a final roar, Su Zhe unleashed a punch using all his strength. Chen Le let out a strange gurgling sound, his feet jerking backward as he tried to dodge the fatal blow.

Bang! Su Zhe's fist grazed his shoulder and slammed heavily onto the ground.

Su Zhe swayed twice, then plopped down on the ground. He felt dizzy and his vision was getting dizzier!

"Haha, you're done for!" Chen Le roared to the sky, his expression unusually excited.

He roared viciously, "How dare you hit me! I'll kill you, kill you!"

Su Zhe's vision became increasingly blurry, and he could no longer even see the other person's exact location!

But because Chen Le kept shouting, he finally determined the general direction by listening to the sound!

Su Zhe immediately leaped into the air, delivering a beautiful 1.7-meter side spinning kick towards Chen Le's neck. Chen Le had anticipated this move and immediately ducked to avoid it. Su Zhe's toe grazed Chen Le's cheek, breaking his skin and drawing blood!

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!" Chen Le roared. He covered his cheek, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot, as if they were filled with blood, and his body suddenly became much more agile.

Chen Le's fist came hurtling towards Su Zhe!

Chapter 462 Holding a Knife to Face the Enemy

Rumble!

Faced with Chen Le's punch, Su Zhe reacted quickly, dodging to the side and avoiding the fatal blow.

A resolute glint appeared in his eyes; he knew he had to seize this opportunity and prepare to launch a counterattack.

However, at the crucial moment, Chen Le actually picked up a machete from the ground!

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh...

He brandished his machete triumphantly, a cunning glint in his eyes. The appearance of this weapon gave him the upper hand again, while also increasing the pressure on Su Zhe.

As Chen Le fought, he mocked, "Look at you now, you've lost your sight and have no weapons, how dare you fight me? You're a joke!" His voice was full of sarcasm and provocation.

Su Zhe was not defeated by Chen Le's words. He took a deep breath and focused his mind. Although he had lost his sight, he could still fight using his other senses.

He used his hearing and touch to closely sense Chen Le's movements. Every time Chen Le swung his machete, Su Zhe could accurately feel the slightest change in the wind and the power of the machete.

Su Zhe nimbly dodged Chen Le's cleaver while searching for an opportunity to counterattack. His body was like a burning flame, brimming with fighting energy.

Suddenly, Chen Le swung his machete, attempting to strike Su Zhe. Su Zhe keenly sensed this movement and quickly retreated, avoiding the dangerous blow.

A thought flashed through Su Zhe's mind. He recalled his previous combat experience and decided to counterattack with speed and agility.

He swiftly closed in on Chen Le, throwing a lightning-fast punch that aimed precisely at Chen Le's vital points. Each punch was full of power and skill, like a bolt of lightning piercing the night.

However, Chen Le refused to back down. He skillfully used his machete to defend himself, trying to block every punch from Su Zhe. While defending, he taunted, "You'll only suffer more if you keep going like this! Just admit defeat!"

A resolute glint flashed in Su Zhe's eyes; he was determined not to be swayed by Chen Le's words any longer. He fought with all his might, engaging Chen Le in fierce hand-to-hand combat with greater speed and power.

The battle was incredibly intense, with the sounds of fists clashing against machetes ringing out constantly. Su Zhe relentlessly threw punches, each one carrying the power to destroy everything, attempting to break through Chen Le's defenses.

Chen Le dodged and countered intermittently, constantly using the power of his machete to try and suppress Su Zhe. He taunted as he fought, "You're hopeless! You think you can defeat me? Ridiculous!"

However, Su Zhe did not back down; he launched an even more ferocious attack. His body was filled with power and unwavering will; he was determined to defeat Chen Le and prove his strength.

Finally, Su Zhe seized a rare opportunity. He kicked Chen Le hard in the chest, sending him flying. Chen Le tumbled several times before coming to a stop.

Although Chen Le was seriously injured, he quickly got up and stubbornly stood up. He gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Kid, you're dead meat! I'm going to tear you to pieces and make you into a specimen."

"I will make you pay the price for what you did today!"

"Ahhh!"

"Damn it, die!"

He charged angrily at Su Zhe, brandishing a machete.

Su Zhe remained remarkably calm, showing no fear as he continued walking towards Chen Le, machete in hand, ready to meet his attack.

Chapter 463 Dense Killing Intent

Rumble!

The two clashed again, and Su Zhe's movements were even more ferocious and sharp than before. He seemed to have completely forgotten the pain, and just kept swinging his machete, attacking the weakest points on Chen Le's body.

His gaze grew increasingly sharp, and astonishing power erupted from his body. At this moment, Su Zhe was like a mountain, giving Chen Le an immense sense of pressure.

Gradually, Chen Le could no longer hold on; he had sustained multiple injuries. He felt he could collapse at any moment, but to uphold his dignity as a man, he absolutely could not fall, for he was a man, a man who stood tall and upright!

boom!

The two clashed violently again, and Su Zhe knocked Chen Le to the ground with a single punch.

"Heh, is that all you've got?"

Su Zhe bent down, grabbed Chen Le's shoulder, lifted him up, and threw him heavily against the wall.

Clang!

With a loud crash, Chen Le vomited blood! He struggled to his feet and raised the machete again.

Boom!

Su Zhe mercilessly attacked his abdomen with a kick, and his face instantly turned pale, spitting out another mouthful of filth.

"Hmph, I'll kill you sooner or later and make you wish you were dead!" Chen Le glared at Su Zhe hatefully, uttering indistinct words.

Su Zhe sneered, then lunged forward again, brandishing his machete at Chen Le. His eyes suddenly regained focus, and a chilling glint, like an icicle, pierced Chen Le's heart!