Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 15: Night Fight ([-])

Gui Zai covered his stomach in pain, his face was pale, and he looked at the boy opposite him out of breath.

What the hell!
Could it be that the clock has been tested too frequently in the stable recently?Make hands and feet weak!
It's really speechless to beat a few bad boys and suffer a lot!
If this spread to Jianghu, how could I have the face to continue messing around.

Lin Huaile's situation is not too optimistic!

The large gash on the back was bleeding continuously. Although it was a skin trauma, it needed to be treated and bandaged quickly.

Otherwise, he would bleed to death!
"Pujie boy, you're quite capable, come on, let me see how many times you can block it?"

Guizai tore off his shirt, wrapped it around the wound on his stomach, and yelled at Lin Huaile with a grin on his face.

The ghost doesn't go away!
Lin Huaile thought that he faced enough dangers, but it was rarely a bayonet battle.

The body is not dominant, which is the biggest problem.

But losers don't lose.

Since ancient times, Huashan has been a road, and there is no turning back.

The other end of Hongxing has been entangled, and the bastard in front of him must be dealt with as soon as possible!

Just as he was cheering himself up, a cold light flashed in Lin Huaile's eyes, and then the knife slashed over.

Mad!

Lin Huaile cursed in his heart, then raised his hand as quickly as possible, and blocked the sharp knife with the courtesy knife in his hand.

Slashing, sparks burst out on the tip of the blade.

Now it is a competition of willpower between the two, as long as anyone is discouraged, he will die without a place to die.

It turned into a fight again!

Gui Zai looked at Hong Xing from the corner of his eye, and found that his boss was also gradually losing the wind. He was very anxious, and he switched the long knife to his left hand, from a forward grip to a reverse grip, and slashed towards Lin Huaile's chest from left to right !

If this stroke hits the mark, Lin Huaile's whole body will be disembowelled for display.

Fighting with one's life depends entirely on one's attention, even a little negligence can cause fatal injuries. Lin Huaile gradually regained his state in southern Yunnan, and his reaction in the fight was surprisingly fast.

Before the knife crossed, he took a step back, barely avoiding the knife.

But because he didn't retreat in time, the white T-shirt still had a big cut, leaving a new scar on his white body.

This was already the smallest price, but it still scared Lin Huaile into a cold sweat.

Who would have thought that Guizai would suddenly change his tactics and catch him off guard, what a carelessness!

As soon as Lin Huaile stepped back, Gui Zai immediately followed up.

The footsteps were so fast that Lin Huaile didn't even have a chance to catch his breath, and he slashed across his neck again.

Lin Huaile couldn't dodge the full-power slash coming from Pofeng.

He had no choice but to use his wits in a hurry, and raised the courtesy knife upwards, barely blocking the blow.

At the moment when the two knives hit each other, he decisively kicked out!Kick each other.

In the previous life, Lin Huaile had practiced hard for many years in this trick of rabbit kicking the eagle. As the trump card at the bottom of the box, he also invited a martial artist to give special guidance.

The explosive power of his legs can even break a thick plank in an instant.

Of course, this is the power of the previous life, and it should not have such lethal power now.

Sure enough, this kick only pushed Gui Zai back two steps, but it was considered a safe distance.

"Brother Le, let me help you!"

Changmao dealt with his opponent, and ran over yelling, aiming at Guizai's back with a baseball bat.

The ghost, who was originally unstable because of Lin Huaile's rabbit kicking the eagle, took this sap solidly.

Guizai snorted secretly, feeling that the internal organs were like boiling a pot, and they should have been displaced.

Seeing this, Changmao became even more excited, kicked him down with a big flying kick.

Never let him get up!

This is the only thought in Lin Huaile's mind!

Lin Huaile immediately took a step forward, raised the knife to ask for directions, and slashed at the ghost's head.

Guizai fell to the ground, but his reaction was not slow. Seeing that it was too late to get up, he simply rolled to the side to avoid the knife.

But he avoided Lin Huaile, but forgot about the long hair behind him, and his head was hit hard again.

But even so, Guizai stood up bravely and stood up with a long knife in front of him.

Attacking back and forth, the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu have to explain here.

Flying dragon riding face, how could you lose!
Lin Huaile's confidence increased greatly, he bent his waist, and stabbed forward, leaving a striking mark directly on Gui Zai's body.

"Fuck you mother!"

Gui Zai, who had been educated before and after, cursed loudly.

The long knife in his hand swung even faster, like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, flying towards Lin Huaile.

The effect of Guizai's dying struggle is astonishing.

And the long knife is still coming towards the door, even if it doesn't die, it will have to be disfigured.

Lin Huaile didn't want to live with a scar on his face, so he turned sideways.

Dodged the long knife, but not the hidden arrow.

Before he had time to fight back, Gui Zai's cannon fist had already struck Lin Huaile's left cheek hard.

The collision of bone and bone made a dull sound.

Lin Huaile felt as if his face had been hit by a big truck, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything.

Ma De, this grandson knows a lot, and he even came up with a two-pronged approach.

Lin Huaile felt his teeth shaking, his mouth was salty, and the stars flickered in front of his eyes.

However, relying on years of experience and instinct, he quickly squatted down and swept the concierge knife at the same time.

With a sound of "tearing", Lin Huaile roughly felt that his knife should have hurt Guizai.

However, his condition at this time is not very good, his eyes are still a little dark, with Venus shining, and he can't see clearly ahead.

But he could feel Guizai's screams and the smell of blood.

Taking advantage of his illness and killing him, if you let him recover, who will die?
He gritted his teeth immediately, advancing instead of retreating, no matter what happened, he jumped into it with a diving leap, throwing the seriously injured ghost to the ground.

"My dear mother, you son of a bitch on a horse!"

Lin Huaile scolded the country of Sichuan and Chongqing, and the courtesy knife in his hand stabbed Gui Zai's body without hesitation, one knife after another.

The ghost under him, of course, refused to stretch his neck to kill him, but he didn't know where the knife flew, so he could only use his casserole-sized fist to beat Lin Huaile's head non-stop.

"Long Mao, what are you waiting for, boy?"

"Do you want to burn the first seven for me?"

"Don't be dazed, do it!"

Lin Huaile's entire face was swollen into a pig's head. Seeing that Chang Mao was still looking at the diorama, he immediately cursed loudly.

It was only at this time that Changmao came back to his senses, refocused on his work, and began to hammer the ghost under Lin Huaile.

It's amazing to fight like this!

The ancestors of He Xinghe should be very pleased to see this scene. They feel that the prefix ZTE is promising, but there are so many bad boys who dare to fight and fight.

But Lin Huaile couldn't be happier, because half of Changmao's attacks with all his strength hit him, and only a few hits hit the ghost under him.

What a fucking mother!

Fortunately, Guizai's fist was getting weaker and weaker.

(End of this chapter)