Manager Song didn't know how to explain it at all. He looked surprised and had a hint of fear, and said, "Miss, why are you here so late? Come in quickly..."

He is still extremely dull and timid in the old shopkeeper's style.

But while he was speaking, I saw his back foot move slightly, his front foot bent slightly, and his hand holding the machete tightened.

Very subtle movement.

It can be enough to prove that he wants to divert our attention and is ready to escape.

I quickly lifted my kick and kicked him hard.

Manager Song was caught off guard and overturned several meters away, smashing the objects in the yard. The black cat he raised was sleeping under the eaves, but was frightened and screamed, and the black shadow flashed and fled quickly.

Manager Song was lying on the ground, and bleeding suddenly spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

He touched the corner of his mouth, looked at the blood on his hands, and smiled sadly.

"Old Song hid in the Lu family for ten years and finally waited for this day!"

"Mr. Su, when I hit you and appeared next to the eldest lady, I knew that Old Song would definitely fall into your hands. I didn't expect it to come so quickly!"

This is equivalent to a complete recognition.

When Lu Cenyin heard this, his expression was filled with despair and pain.

The two big kings beside her.

Uncle Wang is Wu, and Manager Song is Wen.

The last time she went to the bribe yard of the world, she only brought Uncle Wang and Manager Song, which shows her extreme trust and dependence on them.

But unexpectedly, Manager Song is an insider!

It’s still an insider who has been hidden in the Lu family for ten years!

This was so great that it was unimaginable.

Lu Cenyin's voice was already crying and asked in a trembling voice: "Bo Song...Why, why is this..."

Manager Song got up from the ground.

The heavy rain hit him, and his old face looked gloomy and bleak.

Lu Cenyin and I walked into the yard with an umbrella.

Manager Song stared at me with extremely cold eyes.

"Don't hurt the young lady by chance. There is a terrace on the roof, which is enough for us to fight."

"I won Lao Song's old fist, I will tell you all if I know!"

"This life will be given to you together!"

I pulled out the red stick from my waist and threw it next to me.

Seeing this, Shopkeeper Song smiled: "It's worthy of being you!"

Afterward.

He also threw the machete in his hand on the ground, turned around to the stairs, and went to the terrace.

This is a two-story building.

The roof is poured with cement on the roof, and the terrace is very flat, which is indeed suitable for fighting.

I followed up with great strides.

Lu Cenyin grabbed me, and his red eyes were filled with worry and fear: "Su Chen... don't go up..."

She was worried that something happened to me.

I replied, "It's okay."

"Just look at it in the yard, don't ask anyone to help."

After the talk is finished.

I handed the umbrella to Lu Cenyin and strode forward.

Come to the terrace.

Manager Song held a black strap in his hand and tied the thick glasses on the bottom of the wine bottle on his nose to the back of his head.

It was pouring rain.

Thunder and lightning are interspersed.

The two were soaked in the rain.

I could hardly see his face clearly, and probably he was the same.

Manager Song suddenly made his hands with claws, clamped his claws and turned into fists, and his finger joints made a "crack" sound, and the stud under his feet was erected.

Wing Chun!

Bajiquan and Wing Chun are the only two techniques that can be freely fighting in Chuanwu.

Uncle Wang practices level 8 boxing, which is very fierce.

I can usually see Uncle Wang's movements and steps like a tiger, but I completely slap the shopkeeper Song. He looks honest and honest with an old scholar, as if the wind blows his body and is hard to chase after.

This only means.

Manager Song is one level higher than Uncle Wang!

I think so.

Old Man Hua is such a cunning person, Manager Song can catch him, nail his hands and feet to the ground, and kill him alive.

Whether he is cruel in nature or in ability, he is a very terrible existence.

Manager Song suddenly shouted: "Ha!"

My body was like a tiger in the rain, and it was attacking me like lightning.

Just a fight.

I was extremely shocked.

The shopkeeper Song's fist is full of wind, his feet are as scattered as if they are loose, and he fights with moves. Every move is all fatal parts of the attack.

Once attacked without prejudice.

Either they died suddenly on the spot or were immediately paralyzed.

More importantly.

He used such powerful and heavy punches, but there was no sense of roughness, and there was a burst of afterimage in the rain.

The afterimage carried the rain flowers, accompanied by the silver snake and lightning attacking the sky, like deadly sharp swords, rushing all over my body.

Years later.

A game called "Honor of Kings" is popular all over the streets and alleys. There is a hero called Damo. He can continuously punch critically. Wherever the punch passes, there will be a wave of shadows.

I recall the battle with Manager Song in the heavy rain.

The boxing technique that Manager Song played was so similar to that of Bodhidharma in the game!

This is an extremely terrifying opponent!

In Jinling, it is probably only Mr. Cui next to Mr. Xu.

My fists and feet are not as fast as him, and my skills are not as cruel as him.

I could have retreated like last time I fought with Uncle Wang for a red stick, waiting for an opportunity to fight back again.

but!

This is not a fight for a red stick, but a life-and-death battle!

Moreover, the tragic situation of Old Man Hua being nailed to death in my mind, which was no different from my mother's way of death.

I don’t know if Manager Song is the murderer who killed my mother.

But at this moment.

He is!

I gave up everything that Sister Jiuer once taught me to save the most cost-saving skills and blood-scare fight, and regarded Manager Song as his enemy who killed his parents. The resentment and hatred in my heart squeezed infinitely and gushed out, showing a state of complete madness, whistling loudly and fighting with him.

The two people on the terrace were like two wild beasts fighting for the right to life and death in the storm, with scarlet eyes and fangs showing, wishing they could kill each other!

I was knocked down and almost fainted.

He was knocked down in a moment and couldn't get up.

I could no longer feel the pain caused by the scars on my body, my blood and the rain were completely intertwined, and I could only hear crazy roars and screams in my ears.

The sound is from Manager Song.

There is mine too.

...
To be continued...