twenty three.
Lie Ma had already walked in front of Hai Lian. Amidst the noise around him, the man glanced down at the rusted iron piece in Hailian's hand, and a smile suddenly appeared on his scarred face: "Long time no see."
Hai Lian was still angry with the boss, and his voice was a little more angry than usual: "I know you?"
"You don't know me, but I know you." The audience outside the arena was still urging them to do it, but Lie Ma continued to speak unhurriedly, "You used to... used to sit at the door and play with your knife, Sometimes it’s not a knife, it’s a stone, a gold coin... How can I describe it with a word from a cultured person, high and high?”
"Have you ever punched in the boxing ring of the White Tiger Gang?" Hai Lian recalled, and he finally raised his eyes and looked directly at Lie Ma, "Then you are not only lucky to be alive, but also skillful Not bad."
"No, I'm not as lucky as you." Lie Ma laughed strangely, "I've been thinking since then, what's the difference between us and you. If I'm lucky enough, can I also be caught by A I just sit at the door playing with a knife and whistling every day, instead of standing here, splitting other people's heads in exchange for my own life. When gang accidents happen, I don't need to be tied a rope around my neck , pick and choose like goods."
The man took a step back and opened his posture, "I was a vicious dog back then, and you were a watchdog." His Adam's apple rolled, "Now the vicious dog is going to kill the watchdog without an owner."
The first ax struck out.
Rao Hailian had been on guard for a long time, and was taken aback by the strong wind of the blow. He just retreated half a foot away from the side, and the second ax bit like a vicious dog sniffing his scent.
Hai Lian knew that he couldn't use the junk in his hand to go head-to-head with the other party. Obviously, the strength of this man named "Fire Horse" is much higher than the previous opponents who were easily brought down by Hai Lian. Otherwise, he would not be able to survive in the boxing ring of the White Tiger Gang, and he could still become a star fighter here. .
At least you can't let the opponent chase you down like this. The young man simply put away the rusted iron piece and dodged with his hands empty-handed. After a few turns in the arena, he saw the right moment and suddenly got short, grabbed a handful of gravel from the ground and threw it towards the fierce horse, even though the handful of white ash only stopped the opponent's attack For a moment, this moment was enough for Hai Lian. He strode close, pierced the attack range of the axe, and at the same time swung out two extremely precise fists, one hit the armpit, and the other fell under the ribs—as long as Hitting the weak point of a person's body, these two punches are countless times more useful than those random punches.
This was the first lesson the blind eagle Agg taught Hailian, and he remembered it by heart.
Sure enough, the man's face was shattered by severe pain, and his tall body swayed violently, but Lie Ma is the victorious general in this area, not only did not bend down as Hailian expected, but relied on inertia He threw Hailian out again.
One blow failed to make the ax come out of his hand, and it would be even more difficult to get close. Hailian staggered two steps to stabilize his figure, and ran through several plans in his mind to get rid of the fierce horse weapon, but he was caught by him again. Negate all of them. He wasn't sure if he would have a fierce battle after being targeted by the poisonous scorpion amber, so he would fight quickly in hand-to-hand combat, and he didn't want to take too many risks in weapon fighting. He had to preserve his strength...
"You are afraid of death." Lie Ma said, interrupting Hai Lian's train of thought. The man finally recovered from those two slaps. He moved his jaw, and a deep heat rose from his messy hair, "You want to kill people, not like you are now. You are afraid of your hands and feet, like a mouse."
This sentence seemed to understand Hailian's actions very well. Hailian couldn't help but shifted his vigilant eyes from the axeman to the scarred face again. He frowned: "I've never been in front of others before Where did you see me kill someone?"
"Where did you see it?" Lie Ma was as happy as hearing a joke, "I've seen it countless times! You jumped off the eaves and killed the 'jackal'; you stabbed the 'old donkey' in the chest in the alley." Cross-dressing; humming a song under the moon, throwing 'Skinny Monkey' into the trash."
"I know, I know that you are the magic weapon of the White Tiger Gang... You dragged all those dirty things into the dark to deal with it, so decent... I want to live so decently too..." Lie Ma muttered wildly. "Decent? Ha, the mud under your feet splashed on your face, how can you say decent!"
As soon as the words fell, Lie Ma actually threw the ax out forcefully. The heavy ax blade with the wooden handle swung countless full circles in mid-air, and struck straight at Hailian. As soon as Hailian dodged away, his heart tightened suddenly: "Worse!" Sure enough, a black shadow rushed over from above.
boom!
The sound of the ax smashing into the wooden fence and the sound of Hailian falling to the ground sounded at the same time.
Amidst the exclamation of the audience, the two contestants in the field fell to the ground at the same time, and quickly twisted together like two hemp ropes. At the moment of physical contact, cheers and screams erupted in the room again - beating to death! How wonderful!
"beat him!"
"Beat him!"
"Go grab that ax!"
"Don't be a pussy, bite him! Kick him!"
Crazy, all crazy.
The noise hovered in this stuffy and narrow space, and Hai Lian felt that he was suffering from heat stroke. He tried hard on his shoulders to prevent his joints from getting stuck. Assassins don't rely on strength for a living. They always rely on skill and flexibility to win. Once they are suppressed by brute force, even if he has countless tricks, he has nowhere to use them. "You fucking..." The young man gritted his teeth, " Not only a vicious dog, but also a mad dog... "
"Mad dog?" Lie's horns had just been punched, and now the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. When he heard this word, his eyelids trembled, and the bloodshots also twisted. The man was panting heavily, but this panting was not like excessive exercise, but more like a high emotional intoxication, "I was indeed called a 'mad dog' before, and if you stay in this kind of place for a few years, you will also become a mad dog."
When Lie Ma opened his mouth to speak like a vulture, the rotten gas from the depths of his throat was suffocating. Hai Lian held his breath not to smell it, and tried to touch the rusty fist that he had just put behind his waist in the shackles. dagger.
While blocking Hailian's attack, the man muttered nervous words in his throat: "You still don't want to fight me, but it's okay, you will fight me..." When he said this, he suddenly laughed. Vibrating from the chest cavity, it was like the neighing of some kind of monster.
"Watchdog." He called Hai Lian like this, "how is your precious sister now?"
Hailian's expression changed instantly.
"Does she still keep her blood-stained white skirt? Do she still live in Yangjiao Lane? That's not okay. Women who live in Yangjiao Lane can only open their legs to do business if they want to survive. You love her so much, You won't let her do this too? Your sister has a few guests, do they like your sister?"
The man stuck out his tongue and laughed wildly, as if licking the trembling and crying cheek of the girl that night through the air: "Do you know, I am her first guest."
He still kept his last triumphant and upswing in his mouth, his face suddenly stiffened.
The Rusty Blade is close at hand. The bumpy blade was sticking to the heaving chest of the fierce horse.
"you win."
Lie Ma was indeed victorious, he finally saw the fury on Hai Lian's face as he wished, and also received Hai Lian's promise as he wished.
"I want to kill you." The young man burst out every syllable from his jaw, resoundingly.