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Chapter 74: Anger to kill a big pot(1/2)

Li Dioudiu and Xiahou Zhuo sat on the roof for more than an hour. It would be strange if someone in the moon building dared to make trouble at will, so it really seemed a bit boring and boring.

Xiahou Zhuo planned that the time was almost over, and Li Dioudiu had to go to school tomorrow, so he patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go back first."

Li Dioudiu nodded and asked Xiahou Zhuo: "Why don't you reply?"

Xiahou Zhuo pointed to the Double Stars and said, "I have to go to the opposite building to do something important."

Li Dioudi was stunned. His age was really boring when Xiahou Zhuo made some hooligan jokes. Of course, Li Dioudi would not understand how shameless the important thing Xiahou Zhuo said was.

When Xiahou Zhuo and Ruan Chen and others talked about these three words, those people could understand them in seconds, but Li Dioudiu was so simple that he really thought that Xiahou Zhuo went to the Double Star Tower was an important matter, not an important matter.

Xiahou Zhuo felt even more bored, so he waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow you go to school in the big class, don't be as stunning as you treat Mr. Yan. The teachers in the academy have a weird personality. If you treat other teachers like Mr. Yan, you may be scolded."

Li Dioudiu nodded: "You go and do your important matters, I'll go back first."

Xiahou Zhuo said: "The carriage is right down there. If you take the car back, you won't be checked."

Li Dioudiu nodded and slid down from the roof. These wooden buildings, which were as tall as flat as the ground for him, slid downstairs. When Ruan Chen saw him, he told the coachman: "Send brothers Li Chi back to Siyi Academy."

Li Dioudiu rarely rides in a carriage. Carriages are luxury goods. The carriages in the city and carriages that pull manure in villages outside the city are not the same concept.

Li Dioudi seemed a little cramped after getting on the car. Although it felt more comfortable in the car, he felt that it would be more pleasant to ride a horse directly. He had never ridden a horse yet.

He was thinking a lot in his mind, and before he knew it, the carriage had been walking on the street for more than a moment, and it was about half the way from Sibai Academy.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, and then a muffled groan came from outside the carriage. The coachman should have been stopped or killed directly.

Li Dioudiu did not get out of the car immediately. At that moment, he jumped up with both feet and his feet. The moment he got up, he began to flatten. He stretched out his hands and feet to support the top of the car, and people hung there in the air.

With a bang!

The car door was shattered directly with something, and the flying wood seemed to be swept up by a tornado.

The strength of this attack can be imagined.

After this blow, someone stabbed the car into the car with sharpened wooden sticks outside the broken door. Fortunately, Li Dioudi was holding it on the top of the carriage, otherwise even if he avoided the previous blow, he would have been stabbed by the sticks at this time.

Li Dioudi only had a very small dagger on his body. It was a gift from his master when he was six or seven years old to protect himself.

The top of the carriage was covered with a layer of felt cloth. Just as Li Dioudi was thinking about whether to cut the felt cloth and rushed out, the carriage was suddenly hit by a huge force and overturned.

When he was overturning, Li Dioudi immediately made a move to draw a hole on the roof of the car. The man rushed out as the car rolled and then rolled on the ground several times again. In this instant, he also observed the terrain.

With his back against the door of an unknown store, Li Dioudi blocked his dagger in front of his face, keeping a half-bearing posture, like a young leopard ready to culminate in prey at any time.

The carriage was directly overthrown by someone. Although the person who took action was covered, Li Diudiu knew who it was by looking at his figure.

Such a majestic person just took a few more glances, how could he not recognize him?

Wang Heita frowned after looking at Li Dioudiu, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Why is it a child?"

He raised his finger and pointed at Li Dioudiu: "Who are you!"

Li Dioudi slowly stood up, still leaning against the door panel of the shop. There were strong men in front of him holding weapons and surrounded him with cows. In front of him was the king Heita, who was like a cow. Li Dioudi felt that he could not get rid of himself.

So he held the dagger tightly.

"Someone gave me news that even the Fungal and Qingqing hired the Qingyi Array's people to kill me. I didn't expect that the one hired was actually a child. You Qingyi Array's array have fallen to such an extent?"

Wang Heita asked while walking forward, his voice dull as he spoke like a spring thunder behind heavy dark clouds, with a muffled sound.

Li Dioudiu still didn't say anything, he was still observing the surrounding environment. This was the first time he encountered this situation. Not only was he surrounded, but the enemy he faced seemed to be able to pinch him into a ball at will.

"Don't speak?!"

Wang Heita snorted and kicked Li Dioudiu in the chest.

"Then I'll hit you until you talk."

Li Dioudi immediately dodged and kicked the heavy door panel behind him. After a slam, the door panel was directly disconnected. Wang Heita was a little surprised when he saw Li Dioudi dodge, and swept across the side.

Li Dioudi avoided him again, and squatted down as soon as he lowered his body, and Wang Heita's whip legs swept across his head.

During this breath, the dagger in Li Dioudiu's hand quickly stabbed upwards. With a slight sound, the dagger immediately stabbed into Wang Heita's calf. If Li Dioudiu took the opportunity, Wang Heita's leg should be useless.

The flesh on the calf is cut horizontally, and no one can cure it.

But Li Dioudiu didn't. He immediately withdrew after stabbing in. It was not that he couldn't, but that he didn't want to.

Wang Heita took two steps back when he was in pain, looked down and saw that the blood on his calves had flowed to the ground, and soon even his shoes became wet.

"Alas?"

Wang Heita obviously felt a little incredible.

"It seems that I underestimated you."

But he was injured but did not retreat. He lifted his injured leg and tore open his trouser legs, and tied his legs with the torn strip of cloth.

"Children come out to do murder. You can't keep you. If you leave your words, God knows how much you will do in the future."

After Wang Heita said this, he strides forward again, and his palm-like big hand grabbed Li Dioudi's head. Li Dioudi immediately stabs the dagger with his right hand upwards. If Wang Heita does not withdraw his hand, the dagger can pierce his palm.

But although Wang Heita is not very good at martial arts, he is born with divine power, and his experience in fighting is much more than that of Li Dioudiu.

The moment Li Dioudiu's dagger stabbed upward, his palm flipped and sank quickly, grabbing Li Dioudiu's wrist.

His big hand was not like a hand, like a big iron plier that could crush bones. Li Dioudi's face changed. When Wang Heita asked him to lift it up, his feet were exerting force. If he held this hand, it would probably be ruined. But he followed Wang Heita's strength and Wang Heita did not react.

Li Dioudi, who had soared into the air, slammed his body and kicked Wang Heita four or five times in the chest, using the force to break free his wrist.

But relatively speaking, his strength was enough to deal with the ordinary strong man's four or five legs, but Wang Heita was kicked and took two steps back. When he looked at Li Dioudiu, his face became even more weird.

Breaking the Formation Knife.

At this moment, these three words came to Li Dioudiu's mind.

While Wang Heita retreated, he not only did not run away, but followed him, holding a knife in his back hand and squirting Wang Heita's lower abdomen, and Wang Heita's face suddenly changed.

Li Dioudiu's dagger cut up along Wang Heita's lower abdomen, and then poked three times in the heart.

middle!

Middle and middle!

Li Dioudi retreated and slowly breathed out.

Wang Heita looked down at his lower abdomen incredibly. The place was intact. He looked at his heart and mouth again, and it was also intact, because Li Dioudi used the back of a knife just cutting his lower abdomen, and the handle of a knife poking him.

Wang Heita was stunned for a while, and his subordinates were stopped by him when they wanted to come up.

"Little guy, what a handsome kung fu."

Wang Heita smiled, his face dark, so his teeth looked a little white. When he smiled, Li Dioudi remembered the mask he had made that he had not used. Li Dioudi thought that he would come out to punish evil and promote good at night, and that mask should be useful.

"Why don't you kill me?"

Wang Heita asked.

Li Dioudi shrugged and asked, "Why should I kill you?"

Wang Heita raised his hand, and Li Dioudi noticed that Wang Heita was holding a piece of paper in his hand.

Wang Heita shook the paper and spread it out. After looking at it, he looked disgusted: "The painters in the government are all a group of waste, and they can't even recognize the ghosts when they paint people like this... Only these eyes are bright and beautiful, which is pretty good."

Li Dioudi subconsciously touched his chest, but he didn't notice when Wang Heita took the portrait away.

"If you don't kill me once, I won't kill you."

Wang Heita smiled and said, "You and I are equal... But I am still curious. Why do you have to do such a thing at such a young age? If you are not afraid of me, I will go to the restaurant over there to eat, so come with me."

Li Dioudi followed him with a step.

Wang Heita was stunned. He really didn't expect a child like Li Dioudi to dare to follow.

Wang Heita asked: "Why do you really dare to follow?"

Li Dioudiu replied: "Because you said you should eat."

Wang Heita: "Ah?"

Does Li Dioudiu think this needs more explanation?

The lights were faintly visible in a shop on the roadside. On the table was a large pot of large bones that had been stewed for two and a half hours, all of them were meat. Put this pot here, and the meat was fragrant.

Wang Heita found that he might have done something wrong. He really shouldn't have invited this little guy to eat together. That guy doesn't look big, so why is he so edible?

Without wine or food, just eat meat.

In this big pot of meat and bones, he ate one by one, and he ate one by one without discerning the speed of the meat and bones, and how much he eats equally.

There were a lot of chewed bones piled up in front of both of them, which was spectacular.

"sure."

Wang Heita laughed and patted Li Dioudi on the shoulder with his greasy big hand: "I like someone like you."

Li Dioudi glanced at me disgustedly: "I have touched my clothes."

Wang Heita smiled even more happily, as if he hadn't been so happy for many years. After laughing enough, he asked Li Dioudiu: "If you have the chance to kill me, why don't you?"

Li Dioudiu asked back: "If you have the chance to kill me, why don't you kill me?"
To be continued...
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