Now Hema's blood is boiling in his veins, and adrenaline is being secreted in large quantities, but his head is terribly calm.
Little minions are not important, it doesn't matter how many you knock down.
Rush to the top floor, behead the general and capture the flag, capture the thief first and capture the king first!
So He Ma took advantage of the fact that Ruozhong and his brothers in the room were all stunned by this shocking turn of events, and went straight to the stairs.
However, the enemies on the second floor were alarmed. A big man with a neck as thick as his shoulders appeared at the top of the stairs, and he was stunned when he saw the horse.
It's normal, if someone else is in the modern city in 1980, and suddenly sees a person dressed as a samurai who ran out of a Dahe drama, he has to think about short-circuiting for a while.
In such a short short-circuit of thinking, Kazuma's wooden knife stabbed him.
The place is narrow, and the slashing moves are not easy to use, but the tooth protrusion is really easy to use.
The big man let out a scream, but immediately tensed his muscles, he stopped forcibly, and grabbed Kazuma's wooden knife—
However, Hema Ren had already followed and kicked his crotch.
No matter how high the martial arts are, they are afraid of losing their children and grandchildren.
The strong man fell down clutching his crotch, and He Ma went straight through the gap on his side, and kicked him down the stairs by the way, smashing back several Ruozhong who wanted to climb the stairs to grab He Ma from behind starting point.
Second floor breakthrough!
Before He Ma had time to look at what was on the second floor, a gleaming dagger stabbed at him.
However, as soon as He Ma dodged, Feng Di flew past his body.
Then He Ma smoothly inserted the wooden knife into the mouth of Ruozhong who stabbed out the dagger.
In this way, he pressed the wooden knife against the opponent's upper jaw, using the person as a shield, and launched a shield rush towards the polar road behind.
The poles fell into a pile as sharply as the pins keeping the ball.
But more Jidao gathered around - after all, this is their lair, and the second floor happened to be the place where Shedi and Ruozhong rested and played cards.
Accompanied by the powerful roar and the sound of the knife being unsheathed, there were seven or eight bright lights of the knife around the horse.
Without even thinking about it, He Ma kicked the storage table next to the stairs and the vase on the table downstairs to continue blocking the pole downstairs.
Immediately afterwards, he tore off the bamboo hat he was wearing, and threw it at the poles like a Frisbee.
This bamboo hat is very wide, and when it is thrown out, the water on it splashes in all directions, just playing the role of disturbing the sight.
The Hema people followed behind the bamboo hats, and the last came first.
A piece of Ruozhong's encircling net was smashed immediately, and Ruozhong who was hit flew out, made a big split on the ground, and then hit the stool leg with his crotch.
The scream of broken eggs was louder than the thunder outside the window.
Ruozhong, who was on Hema's left, yelled, swung his knife and slashed at Hema, but Hema dodged it, and then stabbed his face with a wooden knife backhand.
The sound of the blade breaking through the air came, and He Ma let go of the handle of the wooden knife fiercely, and then the small Taidao with a different length of Waki was hit on the handle of the wooden knife.
The next moment, Hema pulled out a new wooden knife and threw it directly at Ruozhong's face.
The wooden knife itself is not heavy, but the force of throwing it with the horse is quite astonishing, and the nosebleeds of many people who were hit.
Hema took out new wooden knives and threw them away, causing blood to flow from the faces of all the Jidao who besieged him in a blink of an eye.
Ruozhong's siege collapsed, and He Ma rushed to the stairs leading to the third floor.
A Ruozhong rushed towards Hema brandishing a stool!
Hema blocked the stool with a wooden sword, and then stepped on Ruozhong's toes.
At this time, the clogs worn by horses are solid with wooden teeth.
The opponent screamed, opening his mouth so that two light bulbs could be stuffed in at the same time!
Hema snatched the chair from his hand and smashed it directly on his head. The chair cracked with a crash, which made the poor man stop screaming and fell to the ground.
It was too late to say it, and then he saw a cold light flashing from the corner of He Ma's eyes.
There was no warning for this blow, and there was no roar that is unique to Ji Dao fighting. It was just so suddenly launched from the oblique thrust, and went straight to Hema's shoulder socket.
In desperation, He Ma raised his hand, and used the side of his arm to forcefully push away the blade.
There was a bloody gash on his hand.
However, when parrying with the horse, he deliberately avoided the key parts of the temuscles and blood vessels, so the movement of the hands was not greatly affected.
However, severe pain stimulated Kazuma's head.
As long as He Ma is in pain, he will be furious.
But now he is already in a state of fury, the fire is not three feet, but nine feet.
He roared like an enraged beast.
The one who attacked was a gloomy face, and Kazuma knocked off his dagger, then grabbed his collar, lifted him up, and threw him towards the lampshade on the ceiling.
This arm strength has surpassed the cognition of ordinary human beings. In order to contribute to this stalwart power, the muscles of Hema's entire left half body are howling, desperately squeezing the limit potential of human beings.
The pole smashed the fluorescent tube, causing a crisp sound like the sound of a pistol shot, and the air was filled with the stench of leaking mercury vapor.
Kazuma growled again, expressing the horrific anger of the pain, and then he noticed that the Ruozhong flinched.
He didn't miss this opportunity, clenched the wooden knife in his hand, and strode towards the stairs.
**
a few minutes ago.
The violent drinking with Ma clearly spread from the first floor to the third floor:
Natural Mind Flow Teacher
Kiryu Kazuma
See ginseng!
Tsuda Masaaki, who was flipping through the magazine newly contributed by his younger brother, was startled: "What the hell? What is he doing here? To die?"
Ota Shisan came to the stairs and listened to the movement below.
The sound of heavy objects hitting, as well as the howls of Ruozhong were clearly transmitted to the third floor in the gap of thunder.
After all, Japanese buildings in this era did not pursue sound insulation very much.
Shinnosuke: "Why doesn't it feel right?"
Ota Shisan's face was serious: "The dead are terrible. When a person can even give up his life, he is destined to burn brilliantly. Those who underestimate this power will suffer the consequences."
Tsuda Masaaki: "Don't talk about it, there are almost forty people in this building, Brother Guangshe and Ruozhong! What is he using to beat? The trapped beast is still fighting!"
At this time, there was a crackling sound like a gunshot from downstairs, along with the roar of Kiryu and Ma.
As for Ruozhong and the younger brothers of the Tsuda group, it was as if they had been cast into silence magic, and the angry howls that had been going on just now disappeared in an instant.
Jidao dry fight is to shout, if you don't shout, you will lose your momentum.
This sudden silence is very illustrative.
While taking off his coat, Shinnosuke said, "I'll go down and deal with him."
Ota Thirteen stopped Shinnosuke.
"You take the fire escape outside, go down and call for someone. I'll come inside."
After saying that, Ota Shisan jumped over the guardrail of the stairs, and landed his feet firmly on the stairs leading from the second floor to the third floor, blocking the way of Kiryu and Ma who were about to continue advancing.
Ota Shisanyi raised his hand, ripped off his shirt, and threw it on the ground, revealing the tattoo on his back.
"Kanto United Three Generations Organization Tsuda Group Wakatou
Ota Thirteen
See ginseng! "