Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Chapter 243 Feast
The temporary bunkers were overwhelmed and were soon turned into dust.

But the miscellaneous utensils that can be seen everywhere in the kitchen have become Chen Ze's favorite.

Pan, spatula, kitchen knife, induction cooker, pressure cooker lid.
【Experience value +500】.
Chen Ze used whatever he wanted, even sweeping and smashing, there were many hits.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The dull pounding sounds continued one after another, and the entire small kitchen quickly became a mess.

And Chen Ze also retreated to the corner, as if there was no way to retreat.

But he doesn't have to retreat.

At this time, half of the people were lying in the kitchen, and only eight or nine were left standing. They looked fierce in their eyes, but their bodies kept swaying, as if they were hugging other people to keep warm.

They were afraid.

Chasing the dead all the way, a certain emotion called fear finally came to their hearts with delay.

The fire in his body was burning fiercely. Although it was invisible and intangible, it made Chen Ze feel unbearably hot, as if his eyes were burning red.

As far as [Ancient Martial Arts] is concerned, the last night's sweeping order is like an appetizer, which is worth enjoying.

Tonight is the real gluttonous feast!
"Hehehehehe" Chen Ze, who was still unscathed until now, wiped his face, saw the long sword that was already full of gaps on his crotch and wiped it back and forth, and swung it up without even saying hello.

The incomparably hideous weapon was lifted to the highest point again before it fell down aggressively.

He began to enjoy this addictive pleasure of swaying every ounce of strength in his body.

The people in front of them took a step back subconsciously, but the first person had no choice but to raise their short knives to block.

Click!

Half of the sword body flew up.

The scarred long sword finally couldn't hold it up, and it broke at the waist!
And the man wielding the dagger in front of him was obviously very experienced, seeing this situation he didn't retreat but advanced, he would lift it up as soon as he picked it up.

But before the knife was lifted, Chen Ze had already stabbed the broken sword into one of his eye sockets.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

The bloody arrow flew out, and the man covered his face and screamed back, but the people next to him could see clearly that Chen Ze was empty-handed.

call out.

Dodging and dodging the knife, Chen Ze moved sideways and jumped onto the stove next to him, walked around to the enemy's side in three or two steps, raised his foot and kicked one person away, and then slammed his heel on the other person's Adam's apple .

Ping Pong Pong!

At this moment, those who still had the strength to spare started desperately, chasing and slashing at Chen Ze who was jumping back and forth on the stove.

After dodging for a while, Chen Ze seized the opportunity and jumped to the edge of the crowd.

As he fell to the ground, a saber light came from his tail.

The iron bridge on the lower waist flashed by, Chen Ze reached out and squeezed someone's lower body, stretched out his other hand to hold it, and while getting up, he pressed the person onto the stove.

The gleaming pot base stand is extremely sharp, waiting for visitors.

Another heavy blow was added, and the whole face sank into it completely.

"Ah—" The screams stopped abruptly.

After pulling the cable of the induction cooker with one hand, Chen Ze swept down another person with his foot. The wire was wrapped around his neck, and he tightened it forcefully while dragging it towards the door.

"Slightly, slightly slightly"

The man who was strangled scratched his neck so blood was dripping, and kicking his feet desperately was of no avail.

If he could really linger after death, he must be a ghost with a long tongue.

The tragic death made everyone else terrified, but there was no way out.

Because Chen Ze, who was leaning against the door, happened to block their way of retreat, and now he went up to them silently.

"Whoa, whoa--"

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah"

"Oh NO! Jesus!"

Boom!Puff, slap, slap.
In Chen Ze's hands, every sundry turned into a murderous weapon, so everyone died in various ways.

At this moment, human life is as cheap as worthless.

When the movement in the darkness gradually subsided, when the lightning flashed again and brought the long-lost light, there were only two people standing in the room.

One person held a swinging stick and swung it high towards Chen Ze, but was unable to fall down.

Because a piece of the hilt was firmly placed in his lower abdomen, it turned out to be the half of the broken sword that just stabbed into someone's eye socket.

Chen Ze twisted his wrist, and then stirred it back and forth a few times like beating an egg, and the Yuan Qi aggregate that represented this person in the perception of the Qi field immediately disappeared rapidly.

In the end, he pushed away the international friend whose eyes were already slackened, and Chen Ze looked around. The surroundings were quiet, not to mention the screams, even the sound of air intake was insignificant.

"Ha ha."

Chen Ze threw away the broken sword with a sneer, and was about to go out, but unexpectedly his heel sank and he was caught by something.

Ok?
As soon as he had time to look down, he was dragged and fell to the ground. A tyrannical body immediately pressed up, his thighs firmly pressed down on Chen Ze's torso, and his hands locked his wrists like pliers and pulled back.

Cross solid, quite classic and practical Jiu-Jitsu technique.

At this time, Chen Ze also recognized this person through the corner of his eye.

It turned out to be the man with the short knives who was stabbed in the eye sockets by Chen Ze at the beginning. Unexpectedly, when he pulled out the sword just now, he became sharp again, and he seemed to be proficient in jujitsu.

But this is not an arena with many rules.

Chen Ze, who was being held down by his two thighs, grabbed his crotch with his backhand, squeezed and pulled three times. Even this person, who has survived on stimulants until now, could not resist this kind of soul-touching pain.

Feeling the loosening of the strength, Chen Ze immediately turned over and counter-pressed, knelt down on one knee, suppressed the man, lifted him up high, and then fell headfirst towards the concrete floor.

There was a crisp clicking sound, and the man turned around, his body deformed strangely.

【Experience value +300】

"call"

Taking a breath, Chen Ze picked up the coal and iron clips from the ground and began to make up one by one.

Soon, after confirming that there was no living person in the kitchen through the perception of the Qi field, Chen Ze clapped his hands and just turned around when there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Brothers, give this kid quickly."

The person who came had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and was holding a dagger in his hand. He froze in place as soon as he hit the flashlight.

Eyes met, the bloody Chen Ze grinned with a standard smile showing eight teeth.

Thump, thump, thump, this man turned his head and ran away as if he was in mourning.

As if Chen Ze was carrying Taiyue on his back, he staggered out, his steps seeming to be unsteady, but his steps were quicker than one step, until he galloped in a strange posture.

The [Ancient Martial Arts], which is the main material for smelting, has been polished by him in this way, which has already given a wonderful response to this smelting.

On the contrary, the unknown Yuan Qi in his body resisted the invisible fire more and more intensely, making Chen Ze's physical burden continue to increase.

Every step is heavy.

It seems that the smelting has reached a critical moment.

Walking out of the kitchen, and then running out of the bedroom, Chen Ze quickly locked the fish that slipped through the net.

So next, the desperately running man could only listen in despair to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

It was as if the ghost of the soul was beating the gong slowly in his ear.

Fight!

This man was obviously not a good person, he picked a corner and held down the base of the wall, then turned around and stabbed the dagger.

But in vain.

Chen Ze, who had been on guard for a long time, stretched out his hand to grab it, bent his wrist upwards, and before the man screamed out, he punched him in the face with a big swing.

This punch was unbelievably heavy, and the man was beaten until he spun twice in the air before falling to the ground.

Then he spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth, raised his head and blinked, and Chen Ze came to him again.

The back of the fist was thrown out like a steel whip, and the man's nose was immediately flattened, and the head was tilted back again, and the exposed soft Adam's apple was immediately kicked to pieces by Lei Ting.

(End of this chapter)