The hot-blooded neighborhood will eventually become king

The fist that Shuji hit in the middle of the room was full of flaws in Lin Qingshuo's opinion.

As soon as the figure retreated, it easily dodged, and a heavy punch slammed into half of the stomach.

Half of the room Shuji coldly received this extremely powerful punch, holding his stomach and retreating again and again.

Looking at Lin Qingshuo's provocative finger hooking action, he let out a strange laugh of unknown meaning, the pain in his body made him excited, and his eyes were solemn to attack.

The first punch was easily dodged, but the subsequent kick surprised Lin Qingshuo.

kicked heavily on Lin Qingshuo's stomach, with a heavy pain.

I glanced at it in surprise for a while, and my brain was long, and

I punched it with a backhand.

A fist smashed against the bones of the face sounded, and half of the slender figure flew backwards and smashed into the center of the crowd.

"Whew-"

The two people who were smashed instantly felt a sharp pain coming, and their closed eyes suddenly opened and bulged out, and they let out a painful wail.

Half of the time Shuji swayed and found it, stepping on the bodies of the two unlucky ghosts, blood flowing down his face.

An inexplicable roar came out of his mouth, and he rushed up again.

"Bang. The fists were staggered, and a solid punch hit Lin Qingshuo's cheek.

Suddenly, a visible bruise appeared on his cheek, and then, he kicked Lin Qingshuo in a strange posture.

A powerful blow was a stumbling blow that kicked Lin Qingshuo.

"Yo, that's good,"

Lin Qingshuo praised while feeling the pain coming from his body.

With a single fist clenched, an uppercut hit a backflip on the rushing Shuji Hanma.

For a while, I only felt the pain in my jaw attack my brain.

"This feeling... That's great!"

Half-room yelled, and his fighting spirit rose to the extreme.

The two were at war again.

The cockscomb-like hair drooped under the blood, and there was an unconscious smile on his face.

The figure suddenly appeared in front of Lin Qingshuo, and the big right fist of the casserole came straight to the door in front of him.

Lin Qingshuo's reaction was not slow, his left leg took a big stride back, his feet were firm, his body leaned back, and he dodged the blow with an ultra-difficult action.

At the same time, the right fist was swung from below, a big swing, and a large arc was hooked to hit the halfway again.

While dodging, he started a counterattack, hitting the bridge of his nose in the middle of the middle, and blood flowed directly down his nose.

Half of his arm subconsciously smashed down, Lin Qingshuo's feet moved slightly, and his steps retreated again and again.

Ordinary people who are hit like this a few times may have fallen to the ground and can't fall asleep for a long time, but is half of it an ordinary person? Obviously not.

The other half shook his head vigorously, so that the somewhat groggy head returned to his senses.

Then he rushed over again like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

Lin Qingshuo stepped forward, his fist slammed out, and the two fists collided, splashing a layer of waves.

The wrist flipped, grabbed half of the arm, and pulled it, and half of the body staggered.

Lin Qingshuo saw the opportunity, one knee was pressed against half of the abdomen, and then he turned around and kicked half of the abdomen.

The strong force was transmitted to Banjian's body, and he couldn't help but take more than a dozen steps back before he could stop his figure.

Clutching his abdomen, he gasped for air. Half of the time Shuji only felt that his abdomen was tumbling for a while, and it took a few times to successfully calm down the trend of vomiting.

"Are you still fighting?" Seeing this, Lin Qingshuo asked more.

"Fight!" said Hanma Shuji without hesitation, although the pain in his body and the consciousness in his mind were a little blurred, it couldn't stop his strong fighting intent at all.

Samisaki on the side looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Obviously I wasn't as good as mine before, but in a blink of an eye, I'm so strong, but I'm not the same as you. In

a short period of time, the two people on the scene fought together again.

I have to say that half of Xiu Er really resisted the beating, Lin Qingshuo hit him mercilessly and hard several times, but he was the same as no one.

What is staggering is not to fall, and from time to time he takes a cold hole and smashes it on Lin Qingshuo's body.

Originally, fifty or sixty miscellaneous soldiers had already been dealt with just now, and they had been fighting with Banjian Xiu Er for a long time, and their physical strength had also been consumed a lot.

At this moment, I couldn't help panting and panting, looking at the staggering but not falling half of Shuji on the opposite side, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

However, appreciation is appreciation, and it is still necessary to fight.

Finding the right time, a whip leg slammed into the head of Shuji Banma.

With such a blow to the head, it was difficult to maintain balance for a while.

Taking advantage of the fact that Banjian was stunned again, he threw his fist frantically, and hit Banjian in the face with continuous hooks.

For a moment, Banjian's face crackled, and the sound of fists and faces colliding composed a wonderful chapter.

Under this attack, half of the people who were beaten were swaying from side to side, and their eyes were full of stars.

"Fall down for me!" Suddenly

, a straight punch with all his strength was swung out, sending the whole person who was swaying half of the person directly out.

With a "bang", he fell down again in the middle of the crowd, and once again there was a human cushion for him to resist the cushioning force of the landing again.

"Whew-"

A familiar timbre sounded, and familiar eyes bulged.

The miscellaneous soldiers lying on the ground wanted to cry without tears, and they were beaten first. He was smashed just now, and the man got up and stepped on his hand, and finally lay quietly for a while, this is a person who is smashing himself once.

If God were giving me a choice, I would definitely choose to stay away from this place, no, I would choose to be a good person again.

Before he completely fainted, this thought flashed in his heart, and the next moment, his head tilted, and he completely fainted.

"Whew-huh-"

Lin Qingshuo gasped, looked at the half-room that was not moving, and said.

"It's time to finish..."

"Not yet-" With the voice coming, in front of Lin Qingshuo's eyes, half of the beaten face was covered with blood and all kinds of injuries on his body staggered to his feet again.

"Dude, why are you? It's a village again?" Lin Qingshuo sighed helplessly and said.

"What village mountain is not village mountain, come again!" stepped

on his fingers and rushed towards Lin Qingshuo again.

"You should have a common language with Murayama. He complained and clenched his fist to give a half-shot back.

Half of the punch hit Lin Qingshuo in the face, but Lin Qingshuo's head was only slightly offset, and then, a punch hit half of the face, the bridge of the nose collapsed again, and blood flowed out again.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Qingshuo opened the bow left and right with both fists, and hit half of the cheek with continuous side punches.

"Ora Oula, Ola Ola!" It

was difficult to support it for half a while, and it was difficult for both hands to form an effective attack, and the occasional fist on Lin Qingshuo's body was not painful.

"Fall for me!" took

a few steps back, charged forward, raised his fist, and leaped high.

"Bang!"

the sound of fists hitting heads sounded, dull and pleasant.

This time, it staggered around a few times.

"Poof", and finally fell unwillingly.

"It's down!" Lin

Qingshuo gasped and looked at the half-room, this kind of blow, let alone you, even Murayama can't stand up.

If you can stand up, I'll put the... Eaten.