"Oops!" As soon as Qu Yong found out that the person who ordered the order was not Ye Shaohua, he knew that his plan was going to change. His original plan was to use himself to lure Ye Shaohua to a crowded place, so that the other party would not dare to use firearms without restraint. So arrogant, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness to catch him suddenly with one move even though he was injured, which is the "decapitation action" that warriors like to use most. Unexpectedly, the person who came to host this time was not him, so Qu Yong's The so-called "beheading operation" will no longer work.

"Ye Shaohua didn't come? Is he still in the science and technology building? Then didn't Bumblebee fall into a trap?"

Bumblebee wandered around seemingly casually, and slowly came to the science and technology building. As expected, no one was guarding him. He looked around and was about to dodge in, but suddenly he tripped under his feet. Naga's decoration was originally His lower body was like a winding snake's tail. In his desperation, he forgot that his legs were bound in a small bag. As soon as he struggled, he fell straight like a piece of wood and fell to the ground. He fell to pieces with a "dong" sound. A big thought came to my mind, "How dare that bastard mess with your uncle?!"

"Hehe, grandson! Even if I see your uncle, there is no need to kowtow!"

Bumblebee took a closer look and saw a dwarf about half a man's height looking coldly at him with his hands on his hips. This dwarf had a head as big as a bucket, with two horn braids tied up with a green rope. He was wearing a floral dress, and his hands and feet were slender, and they were still naked in the winter. The feet, these are not strange, the most strange thing is that the dwarf's face is as scary as a bucket of powder painted white, and his eyes, more white and less black, look no different from the belly of a dead fish It was obvious that it was broad daylight, but Bumblebee shuddered when he saw it. The dwarf seemed to emerge from the ground, quite like the child guarding the tomb in ancient times.[

In ancient China, there were many unimaginably cruel behaviors, among which burial was one of the most horrific. The most shocking thing among burials was the boys guarding the tombs. The boys and girls in such ancient tombs were usually raped while they were still alive. They were forced to take mercury orally, then dug small holes in their heads, backs, soles of feet, etc., filled them with mercury, and then smeared mercury powder all over their bodies after death. The zombies made using this method will not rot for thousands of years. , even more peculiar than the Egyptian mummies, because living people must be used to inject mercury, and only living blood can circulate mercury. Therefore, after death, this kind of boy will have great resentment and will never be reincarnated.

Of course, this is just a legend, but Bumblebee's first thought when he saw this dwarf was that he had met such a tomb-guarding boy. He was startled, and regardless of the pain, he stood up and stepped back a certain distance before saying: "You, you Who is it?!"

"Me?" The dwarf opened his mouth, showing his strong white teeth, "My name is Ah, Ah, Ah, Er, Yeah, I." He seemed a little shy when he said his name, and lowered his head. He looked at his toes and said, "What I like most is digging out the heart."

"Gouging out the heart?" Bumblebee was dumbfounded and said blankly: "What do you mean?"

"To dig out one's heart is to dig one's heart out! The God of Man is to the King of Hearts, so the human heart is the most interesting thing." The dwarf said: "Especially the hearts of powerful people, such people's hearts are the most beautiful. "

Bumblebee swallowed his saliva. If an ordinary person came to talk to him like this, he would have laughed, sneered and left. But the tone and demeanor of this little dwarf made Bumblebee's hair stand on end. Getting up, he stammered: "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you?

"Don't worry." The dwarf seemed to be able to see the fear in Bumblebee's heart, and sneered: "You alone are not qualified to have your heart ripped out by me." The arrogant tone he spoke, as if he could have his heart ripped out. A great gift, "However, I am very interested in your little companion. Please pass on a message for me. He owes me a favor."

"Brother Xiaoyong?" Bumblebee asked curiously, "What favor does he owe you?"

"You'll know when you go in and take a look." The little dwarf walked away with his hands behind his hands. It's unclear how he moved. His movement was as fast as lightning, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"I got a big scratch!" Bumblebee rubbed his eyes desperately, not sure what he just said was real.

"Daddy!" Suddenly, a heartbreaking call came from the science and technology building, which made Bumblebee's heart skip a beat, "Something happened?!"

"Since we have taken action, we will fight to the end. The rightful owner is not here. This person who can make decisive decisions and give orders should have a certain status." Qu Yong made up his mind, took a step forward, and already rushed away.

"Plum Blossom Formation Encirclement." Na Shi ordered No. 13. When he saw Qu Yong charging at him like an evil tiger, he was frightened but did not panic and gave the order in an orderly manner!

Those big men had to change their footwork, and a group of six people showed their short blades behind their elbows, reflecting the sunlight like blossoming plum blossoms.

Since ancient times, plum blossoms have become more fragrant the colder they get, and the light from the sword is also chilling to the bone.

Although the students who didn't know the truth were dispersed, they were very excited when they saw someone wielding a knife. Most Chinese people were like this. Mr. Xun said in the early years that there were so many spectators that even those standing outside couldn't see clearly but still kept moving forward desperately. Squeeze closer.

However, some of the spectators were afraid that the situation was serious. They hurriedly tried to call the police, but found that the phone was always on silent tone. It was not known whether the police station's phone number was blocked.

The sword was so bright that it was no more than a few snowflakes in Qu Yong's eyes. He stepped forward, slightly sideways to avoid the short knife stabbing from the opposite side, then put his left hand around his waist, and gently supported him with the other palm. Beneath his elbow, the man felt his body light up, and he was controlled by Qu Yong, so he couldn't help but rise into the air and rush towards the tip of his own sword.

"ah!"[

Those big men didn't care about the lives of their own people at all, turning a blind eye to the people of their own who were thrown in the face, and still moved forward with their swords. Qu Yong saw that he couldn't open a gap, so he had to endure it and entangled them with chicken steps.

He was half-crouching and slightly turning his kneecaps, twisting left and right. Although his posture was unsightly, the knives were always narrowly avoided when they were about to stab his body.

Qu Yong walked and struck, and his hands, wrists, elbows, shoulders, waist, and knees were all turned into weapons. Every part was sharper than a knife and harder than a stone.

Since he started practicing martial arts, he has mostly fought against masters. He rarely fought in groups with ordinary Mingjin thugs. Even last night, he relied on the power of the wet cloth gun, so he was quite reluctant to let go at the beginning of the fight, but After two moves, I feel like a wolf among sheep. These people are not the same enemy at all.

Just when Qu Yong was in full swing, No. 13 also saw it. He snorted coldly and said: "The first brother will stand in the cadre position, the second brother will stand in the kun position, and the eighth brother will stand in the redemption position." He randomly assigned his eight brothers to stand. At the Bagua position, seal the eight gates, and then the old, nine, and ten ten percent of the yin and yang fish eyes swim away. At this time, those ordinary men have already retreated.

This gossip is like eight large, limited-shaped bags that can contain everything in the universe. Qu Yong's pressure suddenly increased, and he knew that today's battle has just begun.

The old man had already moved, and his body was as agile as a predatory leopard and pounced on it. Qu Yong collected his thoughts. He was worried about the safety of the hornet and didn't want to bother with it anymore. He just wanted to make a heavy move to establish his power. He didn't want to do anything at the moment.

He could not dodge, but fired out cannon fists with both hands. His cannon fists moved in a curve like a swimming fish, in order to prevent the two people from avoiding him and confronting him head-on.

Unexpectedly, the nine and ten old men were like robots and had no intention of evading. What they planned was to use their fists to receive Qu Yong's bombardment, and then they both flew up and kicked Qu Yong's lower body.

Qu Yong's fists are so hard now. When he attacks with all his strength, even the masters of Huajin dare not say that they can resist with their flesh and blood bodies. However, these two people do not hide at all. As soon as they come into contact, one of their fists will be knocked out by Qu Yong.

Yong Hong's bones were broken and his tendons were rotten, but this also bought them time, and Qu Yong's lower body would also be hit.

This desperate fighting style is quite new. When Qu Yong was playing black boxing, he also encountered many desperadoes, but those people were all trying to survive in death, but there was never such a person who just wanted to die with the enemy.

This fighting style is simply the most terrifying killing machine! He knew that he had smashed the opponent's hand, but if his lower body was hit, he would probably have to pay a heavy price.

The opponent wanted to exchange his life for his life, but he was not willing to do so. He saw Qu Yong put away his hand, and the cannon-like fist turned into claws. With two sharp eagle calls, it had accurately slid down to his crotch.

He caught the old man's heel, and violently picked and pinched it.

This style of Eagle Claw Catching Fist is a variation of the twelve forms of Xingyi. However, Qu Yong used it to capture the feet. Now that his strength has been transformed into strength, and he is no longer merciful in his attacks, this time An Jin used the Catching Fist.

The pinching became more intense, and the old man suddenly screamed. The calcaneus on his heel was crushed to pieces, and the Achilles tendon attached to the calcaneus was also torn off by Qu Yong.

This Achilles tendon is very interesting. In many martial arts novels in the old days, there was a saying that it was called a broken hamstring. The hamstring can be considered as the Achilles tendon using modern anatomical understanding. It can be said that if the Achilles tendon is broken, it is not necessary to walk.

If you kick someone, you won't be able to stand firmly. If you can't sew it up in time, the person will be useless.

Qu Yong was also anxious, using such a dangerous trick. While he was dealing with the nine and ten old men, the other eight people had already moved. Originally, he thought that he had made a heavy move, and the others might die.

Such people, who would have thought that these people are cold-blooded animals, unmoved at all, with cold eyes, quick and fierce movements, pounced on, entangled with a lose-lose style of fighting, and all their moves were desperate.

If these eight people were at the level of ordinary big men, it would be easy for Qu Yong to deal with them, but these people are all experts at the peak of Ming Jin, and there is even one who is An Jin, and they all have one characteristic, their ability to fight is strong, unless

It's because the vital parts have been injured and cannot be moved, otherwise they wouldn't know what pain and fear are. Even the old man with a broken hamstring can stand on one leg and attack at any time.
Chapter completed!