full-time landlord

Chapter 102 (1)
Wang Haitian hid, and the three people on the ground couldn't stand up, and they were still in a coma.

"Chase! Young Master Sima said, kill him, 10 yuan!"

1 yuan can let these guys stab people with knives, let alone 10 yuan!
Wang Haitian hadn't escaped a few steps, when there was a roar of a breach behind him, a dagger was thrown from behind, Wang Haitian lowered his head to hide, and the dagger stuck into the iron sheet, it was very powerful!
Continue to flee forward, and the people behind continue to chase.Running away, the distance was not widened, but three people appeared in front of them, blocking the way.

"Go away!"

With a roar, Wang Haitian slammed down the steel rod in his hand, and the huge force smashed the knife and the person to the ground. He dodged the sharp knife with his waist, but he couldn't dodge the other one with his upper arm.The skin was cut, the muscles were separated, and blood flowed out.

Severe pain, the pain of being cut by a knife, and the threat of death, Wang Haitian was furious and went crazy!

"Go to hell!"

He raised his foot and kicked hard the guy in front of him who was holding a knife and continued to cut people. The kick was so hard that he hit the iron wall hard, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out. He couldn't stand anymore. stand up.

Use a steel rod to block the guy who made the first cut and was about to make the second cut. The steel rod tilted and the knife was deflected. The end of the steel rod tied with a towel hit his head hard, and another guy fell down. down.

The steel rod reached his left hand, and he picked up the watermelon knife, and Wang Haitian couldn't fucking run away.

"the seventh!"

With a loud roar, the watermelon knife in his right hand raised and fell, and the chasing guy had his right palm cut off in half, and sat on the ground covering his wound and howling in pain.

The hunted person turned around and became the chaser in a rage.

"The eighth!"

Behind the man with the severed hand, the man who was following was frightened. As soon as his body stopped, he was hit hard with a steel rod on the head, and he fell to the ground and remained motionless.

"Ninth!"

The two people behind stopped chasing, and quickly stopped to wait for the people behind to come up to help. Wang Haitian yelled and rushed forward. In the shadow of the sword, Wang Haitian was stabbed in the chest, and the two of them were stabbed in the chest. , a knife was stabbed in the stomach, the place was not deep, but the blood spurted out and sprayed onto Wang Haitian's clothes.

"The tenth is over, No. 11!"

The remaining five people rushed over and saw people lying on the ground. Wang Haitian pointed his bloody watermelon knife at one of them. The stick hit his back, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Wiping the blood from his eyes with his sleeve, Wang Haitian recognized three of them, and said, "It's you three again, idiots!"

Those three people were also frightened by Wang Haitian's aura, and they brought twelve people, some of whom had practiced before. After a while, there were only four people left, and the others fell to the ground!

"Well, misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding, let's talk about it if we have something to say!"

"Say you, Mom!"

Seeing the blood, Wang Haitian couldn't listen to anything, he raised the watermelon knife in his hand and wanted to go, these guys were going to cut themselves, what the hell was there to say.

(End of this chapter)