The parking lot was silent, and the security guard who had just fooled Wu Bei out of the car had long disappeared.

"Legendary, aren't you very good at fighting? Come on!"

Big Head spat, bent down and pulled the carbon pen aside, and hooked his fingers wildly. Although his arm that had been destroyed by Jun Jiu before could not recover as before, he could use some strength to at least ensure that his body balance was fine.

"Haha, come on!"

Wu Beihan squatted on the ground, imitating the other party's tone to provoke.

The storm-like attack just now made his back hurt. This posture can relieve the pain as quickly as possible.

"I'm kicking your head!"

Big Head roared and rushed over with her teeth and claws.

The mud looks very nervous on the surface, but the combat literacy is not enough. He shouted and kicked with his feet, but in fact he had already waved a fist and smashed into Wu Bei's face with the sound of breaking the wind.

Seeing that the fist as big as a sandbag approached, Wu Bei, who had weighed the pros and cons, did not dare to bear it. He rolled to the side again and dodged skillfully.

"Where to run!"

He was faster, and Big Head was faster. Before Wu Bei could start to rush up his head, the guy kicked it hard like a tackle again.

Wu Bei had to roll his body again to avoid it.

"Bang!"

Big head pedaled on the door next to it, and directly made a clear contoured gravure print. He turned his side with unreduced speed and swept it to Wubei with another foot.

“Oh, haha…”

This time Wu Bei failed to avoid it successfully, and his shoulders were kicked in front of him, and a heart-wrenching pain came.

"I'll let you run!"

Seeing the opponent's move, Big Head became more and more excited, and several consecutive side kicks were thrown on Wu Bei like lightning, and he fucked him two or three meters away like a ball.

"But that's it!"

Seeing Wu Bei's mouth and nose bleeding, his head sneered disdainfully.

"call!"

Wu Bei rubbed the blood stains on his mouth with the back of his hand, and swayed to get up with the car beside him.

Experts will know if there is any one at once!

Although Datou looks pretty and looks nothing outstanding on the surface, his combat power is completely beyond his imagination.

His pride speed and fast attack could not keep up with the opponent's rhythm at all. Even if the opponent did not attack him first, he might not be the opponent. If he continues to fight, he must be the one who fell to the ground in the end.

You must change your style of playing, otherwise you can only be controlled by others everywhere.

Making up his mind, Wu Bei calmly touched the key in his pocket and clamped it between his fingers, hunched his back slightly, waiting for Big Head to attack again.

"I'll ask for your hands tonight!"

Big Head didn't care about Wu Bei's small moves at all. He shook his wrist and strided again to approach the meteor. While diving, he raised his thick thighs and kicked them out loud.

Wu Bei's body slightly went to the side, avoiding Datou's leather shoes. While he was getting closer and closer, his right hand suddenly hooked his neck, tripped his heel, kicked back, and the left hand holding the key was then pierced towards Datou's heart. In an instant, Wu Bei changed from passive to active.

But the reaction speed of this turtle calf was too fast. When the key tip was about to poke him, his arms were serpent on Wu Bei's waist. Then he turned around like a dry land, and turned around and overturned Wu Bei to the ground. Then he used a wild donkey to roll, flexibly stretching the distance between the two more than one meter away.

"That's it?"

Big Head touched the back of his neck, his eyes full of contempt.

Wu Bei was in pain, with his hands on his chest, watching the other person's every move with caution.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed not the opponent of the other side. No wonder Mao Bin lost in a mess, their level was not on the same line at all.

"You chopped your hands yourself, I'll let you go today."

Datou seemed to have lost his patience to compete, and took out a dagger from behind his waist and was directly under Wu Bei's feet.

Looking at the cold blade, Wu Bei swallowed unconsciously, but did not intend to give up. He took a few deep breaths and tilted his head and smiled grimly: "I like to toast and not eat and punish the wine. It's okay to want any bits and pieces on me, but you have to take it yourself!"

"I'll help you..."

"Get out of here, I'm too lazy to beat you up."

Big Head roared, raised his legs and pushed forward, and at this time Jun Jiu's voice rang behind him.

"I finally found you, you will die today!"

Datou looked back and his expression instantly changed from excitement to crazy. He simply gave up Wu Bei and ran into him regardless of it.

Faced with the big-headed mad dog-like punching, Jun Jiu did not fight back, but Feng Qingyundan retreated and dodged, as if he was a master. But Wu Bei knew very well that he had just not been able to find his state, or that his muscles had not yet fully adapted to it, and it took a little time to get used to it.

"Hey, don't want my hand?"

Thinking of this, Wu Bei shouted and tried to delay Jun Jiu for a little more time.

"It's almost done!"

Jun Jiu, who was moving and dodging, responded in a crisp voice.

Then, as if to prove his recovery ability, Jun Jiu bent down suddenly in the space where Datou punched a cannon fist, and clenched the other person's ankle with both hands accurately, lifted it up slightly, and the irritable Datou fell directly into the sky...
Chapter completed!