Teng! Teng! Teng! Teng!

I never expected that my simultaneous attack would actually hit the guy's chest directly, and even beat him backwards continuously.

Seeing his eyes stunned, his expression became even more crazy. Seeing that he didn't even react with discomfort, I knew that my left hand was not easy to exert force, and it was just sweeping across his upper body. Although he beat him a little a little, his lethality was not very high, just like a tickling.

With a little annoyance, not to mention that I am not ruthless in my usual mind. After becoming an adult, I naturally will not fight life and death with others. How could I be so ruthless in my mind? Naturally, after a little bit of regret, I even had no choice.

Sure enough, my unexpected incorrect blow made him stunned, and then he instantly rubbed his body again. This time he rushed over. Although he was also fucking the spike in his hand, he seemed to jump up when he was two steps away from me.

Looking at the rushing force, the spike in my hand was directly pierced from top to bottom, and at the same time, the left fist also hit my face in an instant.

In order to sweep away his spikes, I, who don’t have much fighting experience, also understand that negligence will kill me. So only by relying on my youthful style of fighting on the street, I looked at him tightly and reacted quickly in my mind. Looking at his short body and flexibly fighting, I was naturally full of surprise.

While waving the spikes in his hand, I wanted to block the spikes in his hand, and also wanted to avoid his fists. But I seemed to have forgotten that the thoughts in my heart could not keep up with the speed of my reaction.

After all, I have not experienced professional fighting training in recent years and have experienced many years of fighting. Looking at his agile reaction and speed, my heart skipped a beat and knew it was really going to be broken!

But in order to meet his attack, I had to react, but I was obviously a little wishful thinking. Because although I was approaching this moment, I opened his spike, but I had no time to avoid the fist he hit.

I haven't had a fight for a long time. Even if my mind reacts quickly, all the thoughts that follow me can only react helplessly afterwards, looking at the ending action.

I didn't want such a result, but I was really helpless at this moment because I could only have such a reaction. And I didn't seem to have good luck with him. I felt his fist was directly hitting my right face, close to my nasogasm and nasolabial folds.

In an instant, a stream of soreness and a stream of hot blood surged out of my nose!

The sourness and numbness and swelling even made me feel that the gums above me, close to my nose, seemed to have been severely damaged. At this moment, I even felt a little golden in my eyes. I could hardly think about it, and the dizziness made me dizzy.

Of course I knew instantly that I was ruthlessly hit by him, but I didn’t feel sad or regret at all!

Because I suddenly realized that as I was injured and hit, maybe because of the blood, my hands were covered in weak and wet sweat. I wondered if it was a physical blow or a strong crisis in my heart. I suddenly realized that my fingers were pinching, and my arms actually had a strength!

I don’t know if others will feel sad and choked with the feeling of being powerless and being powerless and helpless. However, after I suffered a blow, the pain and fear in my body seemed to awaken the instinct of resistance that has always existed and lurked in my body!

I don’t know if it’s bloodthirsty, but when I felt the crisis of death, I was able to coordinate my heart and body movements!

At this moment, I was attacked directly and almost sat on the ground. However, after being hit, I naturally took a few steps and instantly stabilized my body. Then before the thoughts arose in my mind, I felt vaguely again that he rushed over one after another, as if he didn't want to give me a chance to resist.

In this almost dark environment, I instantly felt that the approaching of death was so rapid!

But the thoughts in my mind were really clear. I knew I couldn't die. If I slowed down a little, I would definitely be pierced by him and nailed to the ground.

I don't want to do this, nor can I be strangled by him like this!

So he reacted almost instinctively, and his feet staggered away. This time he moved smoothly, quickly leaning to the side, even before the reaction. No matter whether he could avoid it or not, he instinctively danced with spikes in his hand, and he didn't want him to get close for the time being.

After all, my opponent doesn’t know my abilities. Even at first I knew that my thoughts were a bit miscalculated and could not keep up. Now I have to pretend to deal with them because I have to buy time, my mind and hands-on ability, and a kind of ability that can be coordinated!

If I can't calm down, I know that I should be quickly cleaned up. So even if I feel severe pain around my nose and gums, tears and blood flowing. But in the dark, I suffer this blow, I know it's not a problem of embarrassment.

So he shook his head quickly, keeping himself awake, and immediately avoided the fatal attack. Because he felt the spike in his hand and was in the dark with the other party, he instantly fought twice.

However, because of the delay of this movement and the instant buffering of thinking, the eyes were finally clearer again. I knew that this guy wanted to get close to me, but he really didn't want me to be alive. No words or thinking at this time had any effect.

I knew that the only reaction I could make was to fight him back as fast as possible. But after getting two punches on my body, of course I also got a little dizzy on my face. I felt like I was dizzy and couldn't hold on.

But I gritted my teeth and endured the pain. Even if I didn't have time to react, I thought of the saying that the old man taught me before, my hands were like two doors, and I was all relying on my legs to hit people. When fighting, I really attacked people, not with both hands. So at this moment, I instantly looked at his movements and the direction of his dodging movements.

Then after two hits, I finally got a kick. What I didn't expect was that it was this powerless kick that actually made him retreat.

With this reaction, I couldn't even tell whether I had kicked him. But the moment I saw him retreating, I suddenly realized that he was indeed a little instinctively afraid and worried that I would attack him.

So I don’t know where the courage came from. After almost standing firm, I immediately landed on the ground, then kicked under my feet and rushed towards him. This time, it was my first direct attack. As my hand lifted the stick, I waved the spike in my hand and smashed it hard at him.

This weapon that was supposed to be assassinated turned into a stick attack in my hands.
Chapter completed!