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"I'm going to kill your mother!"

In front of the gate of the martial arts hall, the fierce battle is still going on.

Dodging the steel knife coming from Sihai, Zhu Zaiwu took a step forward and stayed close to Sihai.

Yuezai once taught him that as long as he can get close to himself with his bare hands and weapons, he must not let his opponent easily distance himself, otherwise he will have to pay a bloody price if he tries to find an opportunity to attack again.

Although Zhu Zaiwu himself does not have much fighting experience, he excels in being obedient and strictly follows Yue Zai's instructions. He keeps moving forward and looking for opportunities to embrace the world, just like a piece of dog skin plaster.

This clinging style of fighting made Sihai very upset, and he wanted to kill him with his knife, but Zhu Zaiwu followed him face to face, with his arms in his arms, and was restricted from even raising his arms, let alone killing people.

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When people are anxious, they are naturally prone to making mistakes. Seeing that it is difficult to hurt someone with a forehand knife, Sihai subconsciously wants to switch to a backhand knife, but as soon as his palm is loosened, the always vigilant Zhu Zaiwu seizes the opportunity!

Regardless of the pain still coming from his left arm, Zhu Zaiwu struck out with his elbow. Because the two of them were close to each other, it hit Sihai's wrist. Sihai just let go and wanted to change the way he held the knife. His wrist was hit, and the steel knife suddenly hit him.

Landed.

The advantage of holding weapons was defeated by Zhu Zaiwu, causing Sihai to panic instinctively.

Zhu Zaiwu did not miss the opportunity. He raised his right fist with all his strength and hit Sihai directly on the door.

Sihai staggered back two steps. Piggy Wu had a flash of light. He recalled the moves on the Prince's ring that day. His hand subconsciously reached out and grabbed Sihai's arm. Taking advantage of Sihai's unstable body, he pulled back with all his strength.

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Sihai was already staggering, but he was suddenly pulled hard and fell forward. However, before he could fall to the ground, Zhu Zaiwu's iron knees were raised high and struck towards his face.

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"Bang!"

The heavy muffled sound brings a boundless sense of joy in my heart.

Piggy Wu's usually cheerful and playful expression has unknowingly turned into a ferocious expression.

At this moment, the unrecognizable Sihai in front of him seems to have become his enemy the prince, and Zhuzai Wu is taking revenge on the enemy who forced his brother to death in the same way as the prince tortured the madman that day!

Relax your arms and let Sihai, who has been knocked dizzy, fall backwards. When the distance is enough, pull your hands back hard again, lift the iron knee, aim it at the bridge of the nose, and hit hard!

"Click!"

The sound of broken bones, accompanied by nosebleeds everywhere, constantly stimulated Zhu Zaiwu.

He felt no fear, only joy in his heart!

"Brother Wu, Brother Wu!!"

After repeated knee blows, Wei Jixiang's urgent call came to Zhu Zaiwu's ears.

He came back to his senses in a daze, and then noticed a wry smile on Wei Jixiang's face.

"It's almost done, Brother Wu, if you do it a few more times, someone will be killed."

Zhu Zaiwu lowered his head and glanced at Sihai, only to realize that Sihai had been knocked out of breath by him, and he had fainted on the spot. His face, which had clearly defined facial features, was actually dented this time.

Wei Jixiang was right. Just for the current injury, it's hard to say whether Sihai can survive it. If Zhu Zaiwu continues to be violent, there won't even be a need for rescue, and he can be sent directly to the morgue...

"Xiangzai, where's your Poujie over there?"

"You fought with me for a long time without gaining the upper hand, and seeing how fierce Brother Wu was, I scared him away."

"Let him run away? Damn, it's so cheap."

He cursed and let go of his hand, and Zhu Zaiwu's tense mind relaxed. As soon as he relaxed, the pain from the knife edge on his forearm instantly hit him, causing him to grin.

An ordinary gangster would have endured the pain at this time to save face in front of his subordinates, but Zhu Zaiwu didn't have such taboos and blurted out directly: "I'm holding it in my mouth, why does it hurt so much? Xiangzai, let me know quickly."

Ayi brought someone back and took me to the hospital. Hey, I don’t know if there will be any scars..."

Seeing Zhu Ziwu shaking his head and sighing, and looking worried about leaving scars, Wei Jixiang smiled even more bitterly.

, just looking at the situation now, there is no way he can get in touch with the angry Zhu Zaiwu just now.

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"Hey, Xiangzi, Zhuziwu has arrived at the hospital? Well, okay, let him recover well."

That night, on the way back to Pingshan Villa, Li Wenhang received a call from Wei Jixiang.

After hearing that Zhu Zaiwu was fine, his heart did not relax, but he silently clenched his fists.

It seems that just as he had guessed before, the first wave of offensive arranged by Shui Ling was indeed focused on frontal defense, and the swordsmen were secretly sent to launch the attack. If this rhythm continues, it will be difficult for the swordsmen to make achievements, and maybe Shui Ling will dispatch them next.

Assassination by gunman.

It is not Li Wenhang's character to just be passively beaten.

Anyway, he can't get around the assassination by a gunman, so why not let him take the initiative this time and show off his muscles to Dongying first, letting Shuiling know that she can't defeat him by sending a gunman, so that she can put away the assassination attempt.

thought.

After clearing his thoughts, Li Wenhang picked up the mobile phone again and dialed the phone.

"Brother Hang!" Hua Qiang's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"How's the situation going on the water?"

"Zhu Zhu and I have just arrived. We are waiting for Qin Longhu to show up and are preparing to deal with him head on."

"Well, Shui Ling sent swordsmen to attack Piggy. Let's inform the Eagle Team and fight back as a warning."

"I understand, where is the target?"

Li Wenhang picked up a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and said with a faint look: "Let's choose Yau Ma Tei, the tea house where Shui Ling often hangs out. By the way, let me tell Zhang Shun that since it's a warning, it doesn't hurt to make more noise."

"The water spirit?"

"Kill him if he can, and don't force him if he can't. The highest priority is still to preserve the Eagle Group."

"clear!"

…

In a bar in Sheung Shui.

The big boys who followed Huaqiang were gathering in groups, gearing up.

Huaqiang, holding a cigarette, stood alone in the corner, talking on the phone.

"Remember, protecting the Eagle Group is the top priority. If you don't have the chance to kill the water spirit, there is no need to force it. If you lack the things you need to prepare, contact Yueping at any time and ask him to prepare it for you. Okay, that's it."

After hanging up the phone, Hua Qiang was about to call Yueping to come over and give him a few more words, but the door of the bar was suddenly pushed open.

"The man who captured the dragon and tiger appears!"

Outside the door, the boy shouted, and all the big boys in the bar immediately stood up.

Hua Qiang also hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Where are they?"

"The gambling stall in the next street, he is leading Dongying's people to clear out the place!"

"Okay, brothers, copy guys, do your work!"

At the sound of instructions, the big boys got up one after another, picked up their belongings, and stepped out.

Just when Hua Qiang took a steel knife from his younger brother and was about to step out, Liu Haizhu, holding a steel pipe in his hand, emerged from nowhere and stood beside him.

"What's wrong?" Hua Qiang glanced at him slightly strangely.

"That bastard tiger, I heard he's pretty good at fighting. Don't let the brothers go and get beaten in vain. I'll do it for him!"

Hua Qiang smiled and nodded.

"Okay, just do as you say!".

A fair-weather ghost