City Freebies

Chapter 72 The Terminator

"Do it! Give it to me!"

The bald man exhaled the smoke from his mouth, raised the knife first and rushed forward.

As soon as the bald head moved, more than [-] people behind him also moved in unison, and started to run quickly.

As soon as Li Tian was puzzled, he looked forward suspiciously, and immediately, his face became incredulous.

Over there, Wang Bing was fighting against more than a dozen people. The situation was overwhelming and one-sided!
He stopped, stood where he was, and did not follow.

Wang Bing's strength once again exceeded his expectations, so he hesitated and dared not follow up, and decided in his heart that he had better watch from afar.

When they got rid of Wang Bing, he would go there again. If something unexpected happened, he would be here and still have time to run away.

……

"kill!"

Soon, brother bald Liang brought people to kill him.

Most of the rushing people didn't see the situation clearly. Seeing that most of the people on their side were still standing, they thought that a dozen of them had an advantage in cutting down the king's soldiers.

So I didn't pay much attention to Wang Bing, thinking in my heart that as long as they join and swarm up, they can quickly chop the other party into minced meat.

But soon, they yelled in horror.

Wang Bing's samurai sword is like the blade of death.

At this time, they couldn't help but have an illusion in their hearts, as long as Wang Bing wanted to, he could take their lives at any time.

But he didn't, he just cut their tendons, or rather, hamstrings.

In this way, because the hamstrings were severed, gradually, more people were lying on the ground.

It was also at this time that people realized a terrifying fact that the tendons of the arms and legs were severed, and even though modern medical techniques can fix them, they cannot be restored to their original state. From now on, they will no longer be able to stab people with knives.

People start to get scared, first one or two, then four or five.

Then there were less than twenty intact ones and half-disabled ones, and they all withdrew from the battle circle one after another, not daring to fight again.

"do not move!"

Brother Bald Liang suddenly took out a gun and pointed it at Wang Bing from behind.

His face was full of grief, indignation, pain, and his voice trembled even more.

This time he made a mistake and was careless, leading the team to such a huge loss, he will definitely not be punished when he goes back.

Gun, the terminator of cold weapons.

People often say that no matter how good your kung fu is, you will be knocked down with one shot.

But now, is that really the case?
Before the bald-headed brother yelled out the word "don't move", Wang Bing moved.

As soon as he moved his feet, he immediately turned 180 degrees sideways, and at the same time, there was a lightning-like knife, slashing from top to bottom.

The action of Wang Bing shocked Brother Bald Liang, his eyes widened and his face appeared flustered.

It never occurred to him that under such circumstances, Wang Bing would dare to move. Could it be that he is not afraid of death?
Or he thought that his speed could be faster than a gun! ?

Those who have such doubts in their hearts are not only Brother Bald Liang, but everyone.

Wang Bing's behavior at this time shocked everyone who was standing or lying on the ground. They widened their eyes and waited for the result in the next second.

Regardless of what Wang Bing really thought, and how shocked the other people around him were, seeing Wang Bing make a move, Brother Bald Liang panicked for a while, and then pulled the gun.

"boom!"

"what!"

There was a gunshot, and an astonishing scream sounded one after another.

Then, people saw that Wang Bing's knife cut off the whole right hand of the bald Liang brother holding the gun.

At this time, Brother Liang, with his left hand covering his severed arm gushing with blood, was screaming incessantly.

As for Wang Bing, there were no two major wounds on his body, but there were countless small wounds, and his body was covered in blood. He was like a god of war bathed in blood, and he stood with a knife in his hands.

"He wasn't shot!"

I don't know who yelled, and then, all the people around all backed away in unison.

(End of this chapter)