"Dang······Squeak······"
It was the sound of metal collision and friction. Along with the harsh friction, a few sporadic sparks flickered. Long Zhiwen only felt that his neck was hit hard by a steel pipe, as if he was in the deep sea. , Almost suffocated.
Just as Liu Dadao kicked Long Zhiwen’s left leg, the knife in her hand slammed up and slashed towards Long Zhiwen’s neck, but when he heard the metal crash, Liu Dadao guessed that it was in his clothes. There was a steel sheet hidden in the collar, so at this critical moment, Liu's big knife turned the knife in his hand into a wipe, and even cut the special anti-cutting steel sheet abruptly.
The blood seemed to ooze drop by drop from the cold metal surface. Long Zhiwen felt the pain of the wound in his throat. He tried to breathe. Fortunately, it only cut the epidermis. Part of the lethality, perhaps Long Zhiwen at this time was already a headless corpse.
"Commander Long, are you okay?" Wei Debing eagerly cared when he saw that the knife was accurately cut on Long Zhiwen's neck, while the one on the side looked at the almost ruthless knife, and she was so scared that she covered her mouth. Say.
"Commander shit, you can't die, you are Rambo, Schwarzenegger, and Terminator..." Jiang Minghao whispered softly. For the first time, he discovered that he was treating this shit. The Grumpy Commander has a good opinion.
"It's over, it's over, even Commander Dragon is not an opponent, we are bound to die, let alone the first card..."
Wu Tian looked at Long Zhiwen's appearance and couldn't help but mumble. If it is about IQ or about firing, Wu Tian will definitely have the upper hand, but when it comes to fights, street fights are okay, real swords and guns fight, he knows that he is perfect. Not an opponent.
This time, Jiang Minghao did not blame Wu Tian for muttering nonsense, because he himself knew that once the strongest old soldier Long Zhiwen missed his hand, it meant that they were not far from death.
But Long Zhiwen didn't seem to hear them at all, and he was still breathing in the fresh air, as if he was telling his lovesickness to his lover who was almost eternally separated from him.
"Kacha..."
Suddenly, Long Zhiwen's fist slammed into the back of his knee, and the sound of bone friction seemed to be more ear-piercing than the sound of the steel knife when it passed the anti-cut throat steel plate, which made people look at it. The hair is horrified, as if he can feel the incomparable pain, but Long Zhiwen has no expression on his face, as if the misplaced leg is not his own, but the drops of sweat on his forehead are still telling others how much he is enduring. pain of!
"Master, I admire you very much, but you are not my opponent. Throw the knife, I won't kill you!"
Liu Dadao slowly stood up. From this man-like woman, Long Zhiwen actually saw a trace of a soldier's iron and bones. If she was a soldier, a female soldier of the Dragon Kingdom, Long Zhiwen believed, Liu Dadao will definitely be much better than any male soldier.
"Hehe, do you look down on me as an old man? Come on, let me see..."
"boom······"
Long Zhiwen's words were not finished yet, and a muffled noise suddenly came from the belly of Liu Dadao in front of him, and his lower abdomen suddenly pushed out, as if there was a strong air current in his body trying to rush out of his body, but As the lower abdomen recovered as before, Liu Dadao even vomited blood, containing fragments of internal organs.
"What happened to you?"
Looking at the machete in front of him trying to support his body and preventing him from falling, Long Zhiwen rushed over and held her in a panic and said: "With my current ability, I can't hurt you at all. Do you have internal injuries? ?"
Maybe it was too painful, maybe it was because I didn’t have the strength to make Liu Dadao say another word. Although she was sobbing in her mouth, she couldn’t tell what she was saying. But the other five people on the side saw their companions look like this, they seemed to understand. What happened? I seemed to be afraid that I would be like a willow sword. Everyone, young and old, was full of fear, as if they had seen the devil.
"Haha..."
At this moment, the entire front hall was enveloped by Zhao Ritian’s crazy laughter from the loudspeaker, as if this was a haunted house, and his voice was transmitted through the loudspeaker:
"I said, this is a gladiator fight. Both gladiators must die. Of course, if you all die, I don't care. Hey, I can't control your life and death, but I only control the life of my gladiator. "Zhao Ritian's voice was full of confidence and desire for control, as if the end of this battle had already been concluded under his control, he continued with that sharp and perverted voice:
"My dear gladiators!"
When Zhao Ritian said this, the eyes of the other five condensed almost at the same time, like a hungry wolf stimulated by blood, pricking up his ears and listening carefully:
"Each of you has a mini-bomb in your body, bang, haha...So, if any of you can't kill the other person, then there are only two endings, either, you are killed by the other person, or , I blow you up, haha..."
Listening to Zhao Ritian's brutal smile, the white-haired old man unconsciously shook his hands. The crackling between the joints vented the anger in his heart, but his face was still calm and calm. The expression, as if everything is deeply buried in the bottom of my heart.
"Zhao Ritian, I'm so cute about your mother..."
Long Zhiwen was holding the willow sword that was finally unable to support his body and was about to fall to the ground. He cursed towards the ceiling. Seeing such an outstanding talent sacrificed in vain, his eyes had long been filled with blood, as if an elder saw it with his own eyes. With his child dying in his arms, that anger and murderous spirit had already wiped out his sanity.
"Cough...cough..."
Finally, Liu Dadao coughed up the last bit of blood, and the temperature of the body began to slowly flow with the spray of this last bit of blood, and the centipede scar on her face that was distorted by pain also slowly unfolded, but she But his eyes were still staring at the ceiling like copper bells, where Zhao Ritian's voice came from, as if he couldn't catch his eyes.
"Zhao Ritian, don't forget, this is the Dragon Nation, no matter how rich you are, and no matter how powerful you are, can you still fight the entire Dragon Nation?"
Long Zhiwen’s voice seemed to be the roar of a lion, shocking everyone present. The momentum and bloody killing all living creatures made the surrounding air become cold. They believed that if this time this The veteran general of the army has an army in his hands, and he will surely beat everything that belongs to the Zhao family.
"Haha, I know, Dragon Kingdom, the ancient Chinese nation, who dares to offend me will be punishable even if it is far away!" Zhao Ritian didn't seem to care about Long Zhiwen's threat, he still said with a smile:
"So I joined the U.S. citizenship and is protected by the U.S. government. Oh, I forgot to tell you that I am now the peace ambassador of Vietnam, haha..."
Maybe even Zhao Ritian himself felt that the word peace was an insult to him, and couldn't help but laugh. He smiled and said:
"Of course, they all said they were ambassadors. As for what peace is not brought to the Dragon Kingdom, it is not my final say. Let's continue our gladiatorial fight! Haha..."
"Zhao Ritian!" Amid Zhao Ritian's crazy laughter, Jiang Minghao finally spoke. There was no wave in his voice, as if he had not heard what Zhao Ritian had just said. He gently moved his wheelchair and walked to Long Zhiwen's side and lifted it. He started to face the ceiling and said:
"Do you know why your wives are scattered? I tell you, because they are human, and you are a beast!"
Jiang Minghao paused and continued:
"These so-called Feng Shui Five Elements, Qi Men Dun Jia, can you ensure that your business is prosperous and prosperous? Even if you kill us, or even your only son, in the end, the property you have put together in your life will be returned. Others own it, what can you have until you die? It's just a pile of white ashes pulled out of the stove. Perhaps because there are too many enemies, you may be thwarted by others, and you will die without a cemetery or worshippers. ······"
"Enough!" Jiang Minghao's words seemed to irritate Zhao Ritian completely. He pressed his own voice and shouted:
"Don’t forget, I have money and money can help me. If this wife is gone, I can look for it again. If this son is dead, I can have another birth. Even if I die, I still have my son to go to the funeral. Worship my son..."
"Haha..."
This time it was Jiang Minghao's turn to laugh. Hearing Zhao Ritian's incoherent rebuttal, Jiang Minghao's laughter seemed to be steel needles, which made Zhao Ritian feel painful. He only heard Jiang Minghao say:
"Even if you find another wife, what can you do, even if you have a son, what can you do? You can guarantee that your son is your own blood? Maybe one day when you beat your son, it is you who really feel distressed The next door, the head of the old king, when you enter the soil for a hundred years, it may be the time when the head of the old king and his son met, and you also gave a gift, all your property..."
"Fart, fart..."
Zhao Ritian cursed fiercely, but when he saw Jiang Minghao’s eyes through the monitor screen, Zhao Ritian seemed to be a bomb that had been ignited and exploded in an instant, because Jiang Minghao’s eyes were joking, mocking, and even It was desire, staring straight at the plump Mary not far away, as if his eyes had already molested Mary up and down.
"Kill them all, I want you to kill them all, otherwise, I will kill you all!"
Zhao Ritian yelled at the other five people he sent madly, no matter which man it was, telling his own woman’s derailment scandal in front of him was almost equivalent to slapped himself in the face of the public. How could Zhao Ritian bear it? For these, he can betray anyone, but he will never allow anyone to betray himself. If the other party really betrays, whether it is his wife or his flesh and blood, he must use the life and blood of this person to comfort his wounded soul.
"Jiang Minghao, are you crazy? Don't take us if you want to die? I asked you to cooperate to subdue Zhao Ritian, not for you to completely irritate him and let him kill us..."
Seeing Zhao Ritian's killing thoughts, Mary stomped her feet in a hurry. She wanted to realize her dream. It was true that she wanted to be the world's first richest woman. But all of this is nothing compared to her own life