I killed the film and television world

Chapter 42: Seeking benevolence will get benevolence, seeking death will die

Song Ren quickly chased after him.

He kicked Zheng Qixiong in the air, hitting his arms that were protecting his chest.

The man staggered back four or five steps, his arms numb and painful, but before he could put his hands down, Song Ren caught up with him in three or two steps, looking very ferocious.

He leaped up and kicked me in the head.

Boom!
Zheng Qixiong took several steps back again, biting his upper molars hard to stay awake, but he only had time to see through the gap between his arms the shadow of a twisting body and a kick that followed.

He felt an intense pain again in his arm that was protecting his vital parts, and his body staggered backward once again.

Damn, this force is ridiculous!

Song Ren’s pursuit was too fast and fierce, for a while he could only defend himself!

But Zheng Qixiong's arms were hit so hard that it hurt so much that he could hardly bear it!

Swish!
Song Renke had no intention of stopping. After catching up again, he flipped in the air and used his heel to kick with a single whip kick, hitting the back of Zheng Qixiong's hand as he bent over to protect his head.

Bang!
The back of my hand felt crackling and was extremely painful.

His head also sank due to the kick, and his body fell forward. He couldn't help but kneel down on one knee in front of Song Ren.

But this is not over yet, the sound of sharp wind blew past my ears.

He kicked away Zheng Qixiong's arms, which were no longer able to protect him, and then kicked him hard in the head.

Zheng Qixiong was kicked so hard that he flew sideways, blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes turned white and his head hit the ground heavily.

Blood oozed from the top of his head, dyeing the small area below his head red.

It turned out that his skull was opened by a kick!

Throughout the whole process, even though Zheng Qixiong had shrunk himself into a turtle shell, he was still severely hit by Song Ren's fierce attack.

The bones in his arms were hit hard and were broken over a large area.

The blow to the back of the hand was quite severe, with torn tendons and cracked metacarpal bones.

The last blow to the head was the most serious.

Song Ren did not hold back at all.

Although the kick did not hit the temple, the force of the kick was so strong that it directly opened the skull. Whether he could survive really depended on fate.

Such a ferocious attacking posture silenced the audience outside the stadium, including the 28 VIP rooms on the third floor, for a short period of time.

Most of the audience had come to chase the Tyrannosaurus He Ping, but their eyes widened when they saw this scene.

Everyone held their breath, as if afraid of missing even a second.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the VIP seats, pairs of faces were pressed against the windows, and everyone was trembling with fear as they watched.

The next moment, an unprecedented roar suddenly erupted from the top floor venue with more than a hundred people.

"What a vicious guy! I'm sure he'll be defeated!"

"Who is this guy? I like him so much!!!"

"Damn it, this is the first time I've seen such a satisfying beating!"

"Brother! Be more fierce! I love you so much!"

The audience of more than a hundred people was in a state of complete excitement, as if they were about to have a huge quarrel.

Compared to the other side, the other four were still fighting in a group.

Song Ren was fighting one against two. Although he had one less person, the fight was not only exhilarating but also so fierce that it made people feel suffocated even when sitting outside.

How can one not feel excited!

When Song Ren knocked Zheng Qixiong down, his brother Zheng Qizi finally got up.

He covered his waist with one hand in pain and staggered to his feet.

Just then I saw the tragic scene of Song Ren abusing his own brother.

In an instant, his eyes became bloodshot and the surging anger in his heart temporarily suppressed the pain in his body.

The whole person roared ferociously and rushed towards Song Ren desperately:

"You bastard! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Song Ren watched coldly, just turned his head sideways and easily avoided the punch.

With calmness in her drooping eyelids, she slapped Zheng Qizhi on the chest with her backhand. Then she raised her right foot and chopped him down on his knee without mercy.

click!
There was a slight sound of his knees, and the whole person fell forward.

But Song Ren pressed his palm against his chest again. He twisted his body, pushed his shoulders, and thrust his arms forward with force.

At close range, use inch power to exert force!

Zheng Qizi was beaten so hard that his back arched high and he stepped back repeatedly.

Song Ren followed closely behind, turned around and chased after him with a single whip.

But at the last moment, he caught a glimpse of a cold light from the corner of his eyes. He suddenly adjusted the angle and kicked past Zheng Qizi's right fist, missing it.

Song Ren looked down at his torn trouser leg, then at Zheng Qizi's right fist.

In his clenched right fist, in the gap between the middle finger and the ring finger, was a three-centimeter-long sharp sword.

It's a business card.

It seemed that this thing was pulled off Zheng Qizi's neck before.

Before this, it was probably just pretending to be an ordinary ornament.

This is Zheng Qizi's final killer move of no scruples.

Song Ren lowered his eyelids because he noticed the color of the dagger held in his fist.

The last trace of peace in his eyes was crushed by Song Ren himself.

That three-centimeter purple dagger with a sharp blade must be poisoned.

Fortunately, he dodged just now, otherwise he would be in big trouble.

Grass!
At this moment, Song Ren inexplicably experienced the feeling that Feng Yuxiu had when he fell under his gun.

Song Ren's eyes were immediately covered with a layer of gloom.

This guy was really mad at himself.

Otherwise, he would not dare to use a poisoned dagger in the forbidden weapon fight, which would be a slap in the face of Fu Sheng Building.

There was no way he would have walked off the ring alive afterwards.

However, Zheng Qizhi obviously had no choice, as he had already risked his life on the ring.

have nothing to say.

Since the other party is so determined to risk his life, of course I will help him.

Song Ren did not wait for the referee to intervene, but took the initiative to attack.

Zheng Qizhi has suffered a severe blow and his actions have been greatly affected.

Even if he was holding a poisoned dagger, to Song Ren, he had already seen it, so it was no threat.

Song Ren did not retreat and climbed up directly.

He moved his hands back and forth to avoid the sharp thorns, and like a coiled snake, he grabbed Zheng Qizi's wrists and pulled them down suddenly.

At the same time, he arched his right knee high and hit his chin, knocking out two bloody teeth on the spot.

He stepped back, and the moment he let go, he twisted his body and kicked him with a whip kick to catch up.

Bang!
Zheng Qizi was hit hard on the side of his face, his cheek was twisted, and blood mixed with three or four teeth flew out again!

But as his body tilted, his left arm was pulled back by Song Ren again!

He kicked him straight and stomped sharply on the armpit!
click!
Shoulder bone protrusion!

Zheng Qizi screamed and kicked sideways subconsciously.

Song Ren let go of his arm, took a step forward, raised his leg and used his foot to hook the joint of Zheng Qizhi's calf and thigh.

The whole body suddenly pressed down.

Zheng Qizi's body began to fall, but his straight kick was blocked by Song Ren's hooked leg and was bent backwards at the knee.

click!
The intense pain of the broken bone made Zheng Qizi wail miserably.

Even the audience outside the stadium gasped and felt their scalps tingling.

(End of this chapter)