Suddenly, a crisis flashed through Deng Xiuluo's heart. He subconsciously glanced back. His originally pale face turned gray in an instant. Xiao Feng had caught up with him silently.
Seeing that Deng Xiuluo had discovered him, Xiao Feng could no longer carry out his sneak attack plan, and could no longer keep a low profile. He laughed strangely: "Fat Deng, it's time for you to lose weight."
Deng Xiuluo was sweating on his forehead. Why was Xiao Feng so fast? Could it be that he had hidden a trump card before?
Deng Xiuluo didn't reply and continued to run. He had just relaxed a little and started burning fat again, speeding up a little bit.
However, in Xiao Feng's eyes, this small amount of speed is nothing. Although Xiao Feng was a little tired and collapsed, at least he had the support of two layers of strength and it was not a problem to catch up with Deng Xiuluo.
"Well," suddenly, a confused voice came out of Xiao Feng's mouth. It looked familiar. He took a closer look and couldn't help but feel happy. There really is a road to heaven that the fat man will not take, and there is no door to hell. Shura surrendered himself. This is not No. 7. The pier?
If Xiao Feng was a little worried about Deng Xiuluo setting an ambush for him before, now he is completely relieved. He has an ambush at Pier 7.
How do you say that, I decide my territory. At Pier 7, Xiao Feng dared to put his hands on his waist and shout like this, because this is his territory.
"Damn fat man, you are really looking for death. Jiuquan is so big, you would run here instead of anywhere else," Xiao Feng grinned, and the second level of energy became even more powerful, even more powerful than taking drugs.
Now Pier 7, under the operation of Xia Yu, has resumed operations. However, Tianmen has always been responsible for the security work here. The person in charge here, Xiao Feng, has also met.
Xiao Feng still attaches great importance to Pier 7. Huo Tian sent many elites here with sophisticated weapons, including light machine guns.
Of course, these are hidden in the dark side and rarely seen in normal times. However, as long as Xiao Feng gives the order, Fatty Deng will probably end up attacking in groups.
Deng Xiuluo pricked his ears, listened carefully to the sounds behind him, and ran as fast as he could. Further ahead was the pier. By then, he could use the terrain to get rid of Xiao Feng, and he would have a good chance of escaping.
Ever since Deng Xiuluo made his debut, he has defeated four long-established figures in a row within one month, which made him Deng Xiuluo famous. He has never been as embarrassed as he is today.
In the past, no matter how powerful the opponent was, even if he could not defeat someone with a weapon level that was more powerful than him, he could still retreat calmly.
But today, he met his nemesis, the real nemesis, the nemesis of all hypnotists. Hypnosis has no effect, and fighting is not effective, so he can only run away.
Deng Xiuluo has decided that if he can escape this time, he will not be born again, let alone come to Jiuquan again, paralysis, it is too dangerous here.
Soon, soon.
Deng Xiuluo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was about to rush to Pier 7. By then, he would have to get rid of Xiao Feng even if he tried to aggravate his injuries.
Often, the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny. The subsequent changes made Deng Xiuluo understand the essence of "plans often cannot keep up with the rapid changes".
"Ada," Xiao Feng jumped up like a vigorous jungle cheetah under the burst of triple strength, and kicked Deng Xiuluo in the back with his right foot mixed with strong wind.
The fierce wind shocked Deng Xiuluo's heart. He subconsciously threw his body down and rolled like a lazy donkey in his embarrassing posture, barely avoiding the vital point in his heart.
"Bang", Xiao Feng rubbed Deng Xiuluo's shoulder with his right foot and kicked him over. The pain made him grin and his clothes were completely broken.
"Fat Deng, you can't leave today," Xiao Feng breathed heavily, looked at Deng Xiuluo a few steps away, and clenched his fists.
"Ace of Spades, as long as you let me go, I will never retaliate against you in the future, so what," Deng Xiuluo said through gritted teeth, covering his shoulders.
Although Xiao Feng's kick was not solid, the dark energy mixed with the triple strength still made his arm unable to use any strength. His shoulder quickly became red and swollen, making it difficult to lift it up.
"In normal times, I can let you go, but not tonight," the smile on Xiao Feng's face disappeared and his tone became stern.
"Why,"
"You shouldn't touch my brother, and you shouldn't touch my woman,"
"That was all done by the White Wolf and has nothing to do with me,"
"It has nothing to do with you, haha, I don't care about this. Fatty Deng, come on, stand up, show your dignity as a strong man, and fight me for real," Xiao Feng's momentum surged, covering Deng Xiuluo.
Deng Xiuluo stood up slowly: "Do you have to kill me today?"
"We are in the same circle. I understand the rules of the circle, and so do you, right? Stop talking nonsense and come on." Xiao Feng finally caught up with the fat man and couldn't let him go.
"Okay, since we can't run away, let's fight to the death." Deng Xiuluo finally got the idea of desperate. The trapped beast was still fighting, and it was even more ferocious.
"Haha, the fish will die, but the net will not be broken," Xiao Feng finished his words, his body disappeared on the spot, and the bridge-breaking hand struck Deng Xiuluo's chest.
‘Bang’, Deng Xiuluo’s fist collided with the bridge-breaker, and with the help of this force, his body retreated again.
Xiao Feng followed closely behind him, and he used several skillful heavy-handed moves to attack in turn, completely covering Deng Xiuluo, and his moves never left his vital points.
Xiao Feng did not dare to underestimate Deng Xiuluo's display of power. Not long ago, he did not have the strength to fight with Deng Xiuluo. Now that he has it, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, it is not said that he can win surely.
Who doesn’t have a trump card? Who knows if Deng Xiuluo has any other trump cards besides hypnosis.
Deng Xiuluo roared, punched out with his right fist, blocking Xiao Feng's wind-breaking fist, and turned his left hand into a palm, striking at his neck.
"Well done," Xiao Feng shouted. He was eager to have a real battle with a master of the same level of strength.
The two sides went back and forth. After dozens of rounds, Deng Xiuluo, who was thinking of going all out, did not fall behind, which made Xiao Feng's fighting spirit continue to rise.
Both sides have been running for such a long time, and their physical condition is not at its peak, and even their real strength has declined a lot. Although the fight is dangerous, the moves are not fancy.
Regardless of Xiao Feng or Deng Xiuluo, every punch and kick has only one purpose, which is to kill the opponent.
After all, Deng Xiuluo was slightly weaker, and because he had underestimated the enemy and was injured before, his speed gradually slowed down and his reactions became much slower, as if his body had been crushed by several large rocks.
Looking at Xiao Feng again, he became more and more courageous as he fought, and his second level of strength appeared and appeared, which caused great trouble to Deng Xiuluo.
In particular, Deng Xiuluo did not dare to touch Xiao Feng's eyes for fear of being counter-hypnotized by him. A nemesis is a nemesis after all. No matter how big or powerful a mouse is, it is no match for a cat.
"Bang", Xiao Feng found the right opportunity and punched Deng Xiuluo on the right chest. Following the punch, the punch penetrated the fat on his chest and injured his internal organs.
‘Poof’, Deng Xiuluo spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his fat body flew out.
Xiao Feng withdrew his fist. This punch should make Deng Xiuluo lie on the ground and unable to get up.
But the next second, Xiao Feng's eyes widened and he cursed: "I am stupid,"
It turned out that after Deng Xiuluo's body flew out, he did not hit the ground. Instead, with the power of Xiao Feng's punch, he landed firmly on the ground. After spitting out another mouthful of blood, he turned around and continued running.
Xiao Feng really couldn't run anymore. He felt that the energy consumed tonight was more than ten ocean horses driving ten degrees at a time.
But looking at Deng Xiuluo's fat body getting further away, Xiao Feng could only grit his teeth and continue chasing. He was surprised. Why did Deng Xiuluo have such good endurance? Logically speaking, he shouldn't.
"Who is it?" A row of searchlights lit up, and the fight between the two sides finally attracted Tianmen's attention.
Several vigilant sentries focused their searchlights on Xiao Feng and Deng Xiuluo. The lights shone almost wherever their bodies were.
Of course, if Xiao Feng and Deng Xiuluo were in their peak state, they would not be caught at all. Now their speed is not even two-tenths of their peak state, and is not much different from ordinary young people.
"Don't move, if you move again we will shoot,"
Xiao Feng and Deng Xiuluo turned a deaf ear to the shouts. One after another, one chased and the other fled, and they rushed towards Pier 7.
"Da da da da", a burst of gunfire rang out, and Deng Xiuluo stopped helplessly. Even though he could usually dodge bullets, now, any gun could kill him.
Deng Xiuluo's face was extremely pale. Is he really going to die here tonight? Not to mention capsizing in the gutter, but it would be enough to make him so depressed that he would not close his eyes until death.
Seeing Deng Xiuluo stop, Xiao Feng slowed down and said, "Fat Deng, don't run anymore."
"Ace of spades, you probably can't dodge bullets now, don't be complacent, we will die together," Deng Xiuluo looked back at the young man who had been chasing him all night, feeling a little admired in his heart.
"Really? Haha, let's make a bet. You will die and I won't. Do you believe it?" Xiao Feng chuckled. He had already seen several young men with guns approaching.
"Humph," Deng Xiuluo snorted.
"What are you doing, raise your hands," a cold shout sounded.
Deng Xiuluo slowly raised his hand. It was like a dragon being teased by a shrimp, or a tiger being bullied by a dog. In normal times, even if these people had guns, they would not be able to stop him.
Deng Xiuluo still had his own little plan for being so cooperative. If he cooperated more, as long as he regained his strength a little, he would find a chance to escape. It would be better to be caught by these people than to fall into Xiao Feng's hands.
But soon, his little calculation was shattered, because he was surprised to find that several young men with guns all stood up straight, then bent down and shouted respectfully: "Brother Feng,"
"Fat Deng, you didn't expect that Pier 7 is my territory," Xiao Feng said with some pride, it was so damn dramatic.
"..." Deng Xiuluo's face changed, looking very wonderful. Is this a comedy or a tragedy?
Several young men with guns realized that this fat man was Brother Feng's enemy, and they immediately pointed their guns at him: "Squat down,"
"Get out of your way," Xiao Feng waved his hand: "Fat Deng, I respect you and give you the dignity of a master. I will personally send you on your way." After saying that, he pulled out the dragon pattern as black as ink and walked towards Deng Xiuluo.
Deng Xiuluo sighed and gave up all other thoughts: "Come on, give me a good time,"
"Okay," Xiao Feng raised his hand and cut Deng Xiuluo's neck with the dragon pattern dagger.
"Save someone under the knife," suddenly, a white light flashed through, Xiao Feng's face changed drastically, and his body retreated violently.