I killed the film and television world

Chapter 350: Eat at the table, eat people at the bottom

Di Qiu and Brother Hu both stood up.

But when he was about to take action again, Tornado persuaded him to stop.

Song Ren was too lazy to listen to their whispers and said bluntly:
"Murderer Chen Zhan has been dead for many years. His debt is gone when he dies."

"Whoever wants to keep holding on, then I'll play with you guys."

Brother Tiger said in a hoarse voice, "You nobody, you dare to brag in front of me, Tiger, just because you have a few skills. Believe it or not, I can call up 1,800 people in a minute and chop you into pieces in one breath!"

Song Ren's eyelids drooped slightly. "Tsk! Are you taking me for a joke?"

"Since you guys have come to me today, don't be in such a hurry to leave!"

"Alright, I'll let you leave through the main gate."

"If you can't explain it well, I'll send you downstairs for dinner!"

Di Qiu's expression became more and more ferocious: "Are you kidding me? When I was out there, you were still in your mother's womb!"

"Is he trying to scare you?" Song Ren scratched his ear.

The next second, he suddenly made a move.

He threw the steel pipe in his hand out in one go!
The wind is howling!

The steel pipe spun and then stopped in an instant!
However, at the last moment, Tornado, who reacted first, kicked him away!
He landed on the ground, shook his legs slightly, and looked at Song Ren with an increasingly serious look.

Xinyi lowered his eyes, he didn't want to endure it anymore.

Just like Twelve Young Master's respect for Brother Tiger, Xin Yi has an even deeper affection for Tornado.

Even treat them as elders who are as close as relatives.

Provoking a tornado is absolutely unforgivable.

Almost in an instant, he jumped out like a lone wolf.

With a flip of his wrist, two sharp butterfly knives appeared in his palm.

After Tornado noticed it, he immediately shouted, "Xinyi, come back!"

However, he was a little late when he shouted.

Xin Yi rushed in front of Song Ren, wielding his butterfly knife with a rustling sound, and cold light flashed as the blade opened and closed.

Song Ren stepped back and passed by.

Under the slightly drooped eyelids, the slightly cold eyes were extremely calm, watching indifferently the blade that passed by the bottom of the eyes.

Song Ren didn't even bother to move his hands. He just turned sideways, raised his foot suddenly, and stomped on Xinyi's knee steadily and accurately.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Shinichi's left leg twisted inward and broke at the knee.

He was originally sprinting with full momentum, but suddenly plunged forward, rolled forward several times, hugged his left knee with a pale face, and trembled with pain all over.

"Shinichi!!!"

Tornado's usually calm and composed expression suddenly changed.

Almost the moment after Song Ren landed, he moved forward, twisted his arms, and suddenly threw out a whirlwind punch.

The powerful force hit Song Ren's suddenly raised elbow.

The forces conflict.

Tornado took several steps back before he staggered to steady himself and coughed a few times.

Song Ren also took two steps back, but his eyes glanced to the side.

Di Qiu suddenly gave up on Song Ren and rushed towards Chen Luojun who was fighting with the Twelve Young Masters.

He finally recognized Chen Zhan's son. After all, the father and son had some similarities in their bones and facial features.

On the other hand, while Song Ren was looking away, Brother Hu pounced on him from the side.

Xin Yi, hugging his knees, endured the severe pain and threw two butterfly knives at Song Ren's shoulders from behind at the same time.

Attacked from both sides! Song Ren retracted his gaze.

Those eagle-like eyes became sharper, he suddenly leaned down, and two butterfly knives flew over his head!
Song Ren raised his hands and held the butterfly swords upside down.

When Brother Hu rushed in front, the butterfly knife instantly penetrated into his waist from both sides!

Although the blade is not long, it is at least half a foot long.

The blade edge is extremely sharp, and it feels very smooth when it enters the flesh.

Brother Hu's fist-throwing movement froze in place, and the color on his face gradually began to fade.

Bang!
Song Ren threw another punch, hitting Brother Hu in the chest and abdomen.

Large mouthfuls of blood were vomited in the air!
Brother Hu fell backwards, but was hastily supported by the tornado seven or eight meters away, so he did not fall down.

But his face became paler and paler, and there was a large area of ​​bloody bruises under his chest and abdomen.

And in another place in the hall.

With Di Qiu's sudden joining, he quickly found an opportunity and kicked down Chen Luojun, who had been unable to be defeated by the Twelve Young Masters for a long time.

But there was no time to chase after him. The Twelve Young Master was the first to notice the condition of his boss and immediately became furious!
You dare to touch my boss!
He immediately turned his head and rushed forward with red eyes.

When he got close, he leaped up and kicked!

Song Ren had already caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye. These people really have no self-awareness at all!
His eyes were cold: "One by one, you really think I'm joking!"

The Twelve Young Masters are approaching!
Song Ren suddenly turned around and stood up, and as he moved away, the muscles in his waist and abdomen were almost twisted into a knot.

His back was like a dragon, and he swept his leg with a vicious tomahawk-style kick, and with an exceptionally fierce kick, he stepped on the Twelve Young Master's hastily raised arms.

Boom! ! !
The extreme collision of muscles and bones makes a sound like thunder!
The Twelve Young Master's eyes suddenly widened, and large mouthfuls of blood foam spurted out like arrows, with blood spots splattering on Song Ren's cheek.

The two arms that were blocking were instantly fractured!
Afterwards, the tremendous force was still not relieved, and it was fed back from the arms to the chest.

Due to the intercostal recoil, the internal organs under the chest cavity are displaced to varying degrees.

The man was blown away like a cannonball!
Even though the tornado had accumulated enough power to catch the Twelve Young Master, the powerful force still knocked it away!
Tornado sat down on the ground with a pale face, holding the Twelve Young Master in his arms, who had his head hung down and was in a deep coma.

When he looked at Song Ren again, the shock in his eyes became even deeper.

That kick just now almost killed the Twelve Young Master on the spot!

Even though the Twelve Young Master had blocked the attack quite well, his injuries were still extremely serious.

Tornado realized the problem.

Rather than saying this was an action to bring punishment, it was probably more like they had taken the initiative to break into a den of thieves!
When did such a monster appear in Hong Kong Island!
That bastard boss really has bad intentions!
……

At the same time, when Di Qiu was facing Chen Luojun alone, he was kicked to the ground by the young man after several fights.

Chen Luojun walked to Song Ren's side silently.

Before Song Ren could say anything, he caught a glimpse of Di Qiu lying on the ground, reaching his hand inside his clothes.

He immediately grabbed a bamboo chopstick on the table and threw it out like an arrow!

Duh!
After the muffled sound.

The not-so-sharp bamboo chopstick nailed Di Qiu's right palm, which was holding the gun, into the floor.

The black pistol rolled to the ground.

Di Qiu's face turned pale, and there was an unconcealable horror in his eyes.

He stared at the straight bamboo chopstick.

It pierced through his entire palm and was deeply nailed into the floor.

The entire bamboo chopstick was almost embedded in the bones of the back of the hand.

The pain made Di Qiu's forehead veins bulge and cold sweat ran down his face.

The back teeth in my mouth were almost broken and I was shaking uncontrollably from the pain!

(End of this chapter)