Peak Strength

A cold wind struck.

镚 Zhao Gangzhen didn't need to look back to know that someone was looking at himself with a machete.

The owner of the machete is not a good hand, so this machete is not coquettish.

镚 Zhao Gangzhang had 10,000 ways to escape, but Zhao Gangzhang did not hide.

He saw Huang Mao's eyes widened in horror, then he rushed to his side and grabbed his hand, pulling himself back.

Alas.

The machete chopped Huang Mao's shoulder.

Huang just happened to take a step back, so the knife didn't cut too deep.

Several of Huang Mao's men had already rushed forward.

Bang bang bang.

He was just a few punches, and the swordman was knocked to the ground.

In my opinion, this is not a master.

"Fuck!"

Huang Huangma held the wound on his shoulder and looked at Zhao Gangzhang. "Gangzhang brother, are you okay?"

"It's all right."

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 smiled and said, "You're really quick to respond. I don't know if I can hide?"

这个 "This, you know, you know, but where did you manage so much at that time?"

Huang Mao smiled bitterly and said, "I saw that man chopped down at you, and I ... rushed up."

"Wrap it up."

镚 Zhao Gangzhen said, "It looks like there is no bone."

"Well, minor injuries."

Huang Mao said, turning to look at the young man who was crushed to the ground, and said, "Who sent you?"

"I am the yellow hair of the grass horse, I am avenging the Shaodong family!"

Although the man claims to be Lao Tzu, it looks like he should be a young man under twenty.

"Oh? Or Cao Qing's diehard?"

As Huang Mao took off his clothes and left his bandages wounded, he lifted his feet and stepped on the man's head on the ground, saying, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I will not let you die if you die, you killed Shaodong's family!"

Screamed the young man.

"Then you really can only die."

Xi Huangmao sank and said, "Throw it in the river."

"Slow."

Zhao Gangzhen said suddenly.

Huang Mao turned his head and looked at Zhao Gangzhang and asked, "Steel Gang, what's wrong?"

"I'll see this person."

镚 Zhao Gangzhang walked in front of the man, then squatted down.

Looking at the look of 狰狞 on that man's face, and the innocence and fear that His Majesty couldn't hide, Zhao Gangzhen smiled and said, "Who are you killing for?"

"I avenge Shaodong's family!"

The man shouted, "You are a murderer. I want to kill you."

"Revenge, 唔, this is a good thing, it shows that you are a serious person, do you want to kill me? But you have to know, you can't kill me." Zhao Gangzhen said seriously.

"呸."

The young man wanted to lift his head and spit on Zhao Gangyan's face. However, his head was pressed and he could only spit on the ground, making his movements somewhat funny.

"If it hadn't been for the yellow hair that had just blocked you, you would have died."

The young man said unconvinced.

"Do you really think so?"

镚 Zhao Gangzhen said, and suddenly hit him with a punch.

突然 The sudden punch trembled the young man, because his fist was within five centimeters of his face.

The whistling energy made the young man's hair blown. When that energy was blown across his face, the young man even felt a pain for a while.

What a domineering power.

镚 Zhao Gangzhang squatted on the ground, fists hit the slate, the slate was recessed, and the cement board was broken into several pieces.

镚 Zhao Gangzhen retracted his fist and said, "Look, do you think you killed me?"

The young man was silent, looking at the pit that was going down, the young man swallowed and said, "I'll kill you no matter what."

"Hahaha."

Zhao Gangzhen laughed suddenly, and then slapped the young man with a slap, and said, "Why did you kill me? How old are you? You know a fart, do you have a father and mother, do you have relatives and friends?" Aren't you afraid you're irritating me, would I kill them all? "

The young man's face changed, and he said angrily, "Grass mud horse, you dare to try my parents!"

"Look, you have parents to kill me, this is tantamount to suicide, suicide, how filthy, yeah, I want to kill you, your parents have to send white hair to black people, so in my life The last thing you see is that you, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old lunatic, a bowl of dumplings and a few buns in exchange for your so-called life and death friendship, I don't know what means Cao Qing used to make you still so dead to him now But I want you to understand that people die like lights out, Cao Qing is dead, and if you do n’t want to die, go back to your parents, do n’t gang with people, look at your neck, this is What? Tattoos? How old children are tattooed with people? Damn, Master Ben hates you silly. "

Speaking, Zhao Gangzhang slaps him in the past, "You say that you followed a boss, what can you do if you mix well? Bullying? Or do you follow the boss? You ask Huang Mao, now let him read or let He confuses him, chooses a way, which one does he choose? "

"I must read." Huang Mao had already understood what Zhao Gangzhen meant at this time, and said quickly and earnestly, "Reading is more than mixed up. Look at me. Now you have been chopped, and you might be beaten someday It ’s a shot, alas, what I am talking about is uncertain, so that if we confuse us, no matter how good we are, maybe we will have to cross the street someday, you little children ~ www.wuxiaspot .com ~ I still study well at this age. "

"I won't kill you today because I don't want to see your father and mother sad for your death."

Zhao Gangzhen said, "The next time I see you again, I will kill you."

After finishing talking, Zhao Gangzhen stood up and said to Huang Mao, "Have a break, don't break it, and then take him to the hospital."

"it is good."

Huang Mao nodded.

After waiting for the young man to be sent away, Huang Mao said carefully, "Brother Gang, are you planning to teach that person to be good?"

Zhao Gangzhang smiled and said, "He is about the same age as me. It is better for a young man like this to die than to die, but he can't do anything without him, so let him suffer a little bit of flesh. After all, I don't like to see dead people, especially these young people who are more important. And, going back alive may make you less troublesome. "

I looked at Zhao Gangzhang. Although Zhao Gangzhang was only an 18-year-old young man, but I don't know why. Huang Mao had the feeling of looking at his elders.

This feeling made Huang Mao more respectful of Zhao Gangzhang.

"Good job."

镚 Zhao Gangzhen patted Huang Mao's shoulder. "This hurts, it's not bad."

Huang Huangmao smiled and said, "It would be more shocking if we go deeper."

"Shock you a ball, right, the person who asked you to help me find it, did you find it?" Zhao Gangzhang asked.

"Scar eyes?"

"Ok!"