"Bring him here." Yuwei Chiming roared angrily and waved his hand fiercely. If his eyes could turn into the sun now, Liang Chen had been roasted into ashes.

"Boy, come here and see President Youwei." The man with stud earrings stared at Liang Chen fiercely, roaring as he waved the machete in his hand.

Liang Chenli ignored him, but just tore off a collar and began to carefully wrap his right hand. He was wrapping the knife around his right hand so that the knife would not fall.

No matter what, today will be a bloody battle. If he wins, it will be a shocking victory. If he loses, then he will be finished.

Of course, he believed that he would not lose, but it must be admitted that he was not a god. The other party now added up, and there were more than a hundred people. It was impossible to escape from the siege of so many people. He must have suffered more or less injuries. However, he had the confidence to defeat these people. Of course, it was not just about force, but also about wisdom. [

In fact, he had just cleverly revealed his wisdom - fully stimulating the words to allow himself to get close to Yuwei. At the same time, Yuwei Chi Ming would definitely rely on the fact that he had so many people not be too cautious about him. At this time, his opportunity came. As long as he could narrow the distance to within ten meters, Liang Chen believed that he would definitely be able to capture Yuwei Chi Ming under a thunder attack. At that time, he would be allowed to take everything. The other minions were just small fish that only Yuwei Chi Ming was following. As long as he caught Yuwei Chi Ming, he would win.

However, no matter what, this will be a bloody battle, so he was using the opportunity of wrapping the knife handle to adjust the frequency of his breathing and activate his physical state to the highest level.

"Baga, are you deaf? Why don't you go with us?" The man with stud earrings relied on the large number of people and wanted to show his courage in front of President Yuwei, and rushed over and pointed his knife at Liang Chen's nose.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a bright sun suddenly explode in front of him - a cold sun. His pupils shrank sharply because the light was too violent. The last light he saw was dragged out from the bright knife. Then, a burst of heat and a coldness came from his right elbow. Finally, he saw half of his arm holding the machete falling to the ground, and the ground kept twitching and jumping non-stop because of the undead nerves.

"Ah..." He roared shrillly, and then fell backwards. Blood like a fountain soared into the sky, dyeing the sky a shrill red.

The people around him screamed in unison, and then pulled away to the rear with a "wow" sound, and retreated a lot of big circles - such a fast knife, and a cruel person.

"I hate others pointing at me with weapons." Liang Chen snorted coldly, slowly retracted the knife, and slowly headed towards Youwei Chi Ming with the knife. As he walked, a wisp of blood on the knife slowly condensed into a ball, slowly slid down along the blade body, and then gathered on the tip of the knife, hanging there tremblingly, without falling.
Chapter completed!