Chen Tianhua seems to understand very well that his lower body is stable and immobile, so he relies on his upper body hands and arms for defense.

At this time, the torches and shouts from the other end of the forest were getting closer and closer, and large troops were coming up.

Futian panicked and lost patience, speeding up his offensive pace.

I saw him howling and rushing towards Chen Tianhua with small steps.

The Eastern fighting skills are fierce and fierce, Chen Tianhua is prepared and does not dare to be careless in his defense.

Crackling, fists and kicks, swords and swords, you come and I go, you attack and I defend, the two sides are fighting inextricably.

In martial arts, the hands are like a door. Guard and attack before attacking. This is Chen Tianhua's tactic.

After being unable to attack for a long time, Futian began to feel weak, and the approaching pursuers in the distance meant that he would lose the chance to kill his opponent with his own hands.

As a result, Futian, who was distracted, gradually fell into a disadvantage in the subsequent fight.

"Porphyrin..."

"Well…"

Suddenly, Chen Tianhua took advantage of Futian's distraction, found the flaw, and switched from defense to offense.

He raised his left hand to block the opponent's right wrist, and waved a military dagger with his right hand, quickly stabbing the opponent on the left side of the abdomen.

Fukuda's reaction speed is extremely fast. Although his left arm cannot resist, his steps are flexible with his feet.

He moved back at an incredible angle and avoided the fatal blow, but his clothes and skin were still scratched by Chen Tianhua's military dagger.

The blood quickly soaked his clothes, which looked horrifying. Fukuda groaned and backed away quickly, trying to get a breather.

However, Chen Tianhua did not give him a chance. He pursued the victory and forced Futian to retreat continuously. He kept making mistakes and almost fell down several times.

The lower plate is unstable, let alone the upper plate with only one hand.

After a while, Futian was in danger, and there were several new wounds on his body.

Moreover, these wounds are deeper than the previous one.

There were several wounds, especially the one on the right shoulder, which was very deep and blood kept pouring out. Futian was so painful that he almost couldn't hold his military dagger firmly.

Perhaps because he was cornered, Futian suddenly kicked his legs and swung his knife to attack Chen Tianhua's lower third.

Chen Tianhua, on the other hand, was calm and calm. He moved slightly and used both hands to protect the plate.

After the explosion, Futian not only failed to take advantage of it, but his legs and feet were scratched by sharp blades in many places. In addition, his physical fitness was somewhat reduced, and he felt very weak.

In fact, at this time, Chen Tianhua already knew the outcome of this fight and had a plan in mind.

As long as he sticks to the opponent and waits for the large forces behind to catch up, Fukuda Masaichi will have no chance of escaping.

He raised his eyes and cast a contemptuous and strange glance at his opponent.

At this time, Futian was in despair and had nothing to do with Chen Tianhua, while his pursuers were getting closer and closer.

He suddenly had the idea to keep Qingshan alive without fear of running out of firewood.

Then, without saying a word, he suddenly waved the dagger in his hand and flew towards Chen Tianhua.

Chen Tianhua ducked to avoid it, while Futian suddenly turned around and ran away.

He just wants to save his life in order to make a comeback in the future. Now he has put all the face and the like behind him, it doesn't matter.

How could Chen Tianhua let his opponent run away?

He snorted coldly and pinched the handle of the military dagger, flicked his wrist hard, and the dagger flew towards Futian's back with a "whoosh...".

"Porchi..."

The deadly flying knife never misses.

The military dagger hit the target accurately and inserted into Futian's back, leaving only the handle exposed.

"ah…"

Futian let out a scream, and his body fell forward and fell to the ground.

Chen Tianhua took a breath, clenched his fists, moved his feet slowly and with difficulty, and walked forward unhurriedly.

Every step he took was tearing pain and blood gushing out.

In his mind, Zuo Gang's honest smile appeared, as well as the vigorous postures of the warriors such as Hound Dog and Fan Laoguai.

With the belief of avenging them personally, Chen Tianhua walked up to Futian, drew out the Yanling knife from his back, pointed it at his neck, and raised the knife with his hand.

"Porchi..."

In an instant, the body and head were separated, Futian's skull rolled to the side, and the headless neck "squeaked..." like a broken water pipe, splattering blood outwards.

The great revenge had been avenged, Chen Tianhua's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but as soon as he took a step, the sky started to spin and he fell down involuntarily.

Finally, before he was about to lose consciousness, he vaguely saw a large group of people holding torches rushing toward him.

The ones running in front seemed to be Luo Erhu, Chen Er and a few other old brothers.

…

When Chen Tianhua opened his eyes and woke up, he felt that his whole body was not so energetic.

I saw an infusion tube inserted into my hand, and various medical equipment imported from overseas were placed beside the bed.

Intravenous infusion therapy is a highly professional technology, and its treatment levels include parenteral infusion, nutritional support, medication, and physiological saline.

Chen Tianhua knew that since Xiangdong became the director of the District Central Hospital, intravenous infusion therapy has been promoted here.

He turned his head slightly and found a beautiful female nurse sitting on the chair next to the bed.

No, no, she is not a female hospital nurse, but Xu Yunyuan in a white coat.

This made Chen Tianhua even more sure that he was lying in the Central Hospital of Meiguang Autonomous Region.

But he couldn't remember how he got to the hospital. The journey was so long and he had to pass through a virgin forest.

All he knows is that he fell on a rock at that time, and it seemed that the faces of Luo Erhu and Chen Er were calling him loudly, but he can't remember the rest of it.

Xu Yunyuan looked haggard, but she was probably distracted.

She didn't notice that Chen Tianhua had opened his eyes.

But at this time, he felt extremely thirsty, so he opened his mouth and said softly to her: "Hey, hey... don't be distracted, dear, can you give me a glass of water?"

"Oh...ah...God! You finally woke up!"

Xu Yunyuan agreed casually, turned around and finally understood what happened.

So she covered her mouth and screamed, then finally brought Chen Tianhua a glass of water and offered him some water lovingly.

"No, no, I'll do it by myself! Please help me stand up."

With Xu Yunyuan's help, Chen Tianhua pushed himself up and leaned his upper body on the bed.

He stubbornly took the cup and drank half the glass of water by himself. Xu Yunyuan wiped away the leaked water stains with a towel.

Growing up, he disliked others giving him food and water, even his own mother.

Because the food or water he feeds often gets into his trachea, which makes him uncomfortable and he doesn’t want to give it up.

This gave him less time to be pampered since he was a child and more opportunities to be independent and self-reliant.

Seeing that Chen Tianhua could drink more than half of the glass of water, Xu Yunyuan nodded happily, grinning like a blooming rose.
Chapter completed!