But this time, before climbing far, Shimontov felt a stiffness in his right waist and a swelling feeling came from him.
Shimontov's expression changed. He knew that his right leg might have accumulated blood and blood, gradually necrotic, and even spread to his waist.
But he didn't care about so much, so he crawled straight back to Lin Yu's side, raised the stone in his right hand and smashed it hard on Lin Yu's face.
Lin Yu lay on the ground and did not move. He crossed his arms and wrapped them around his face, using his arms to firmly protect his head.
Bang!
A muffled sound came from the stone hit his arms.
Lin Yu seemed to have not sensed it, holding his head tightly to make sure that the stone in Simmontov's hand could not hit the flesh on his head.
Bang bang bang!
Shimontov raised his hand and tamped it again several times.
Lin Yu's arms were congested and swollen, but the damage caused was actually extremely limited!
Shimontov was so angry that his muscles on his face were jumping, and he slapped Lin Yu's chest and abdomen with a stone.
However, with the protection of the most solid pure body, Lin Yu didn't care about these few moves!
At this time, Lin Yu looked like a turtle huddled in the shell, and remained motionless without being hit by external force, taking the opportunity to restore his physical strength.
Shimontov tamped for more than ten times in a row. Seeing that he was hit like this, he would not even hit Lin Yu to death!
He simply stopped his hands and took a few breaths of heavy breaths, thinking about how to let Lin Yu loosen his hands that were holding on his head.
He glanced at him, noticed Lin Yu's crotch, his eyes lit up, and he laughed coldly, "Okay, since I can't kill you, then I'll ruin you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the stone in his hand and smashed it hard towards Lin Yu's crotch. At the same time, his eyes were also staring at Lin Yu's head.
The main purpose of his move was to attack the east and west, deliberately attracting Lin Yu to let go of his hands to protect his crotch. As long as Lin Yu's arm wrapped around his head loosens, he will immediately hit Lin Yu's head with a stone.
However, he only stared at Lin Yu's head, but did not notice that while the stone fell in his hand, Lin Yu's right leg had suddenly raised and his knee hit his left face!
Lin Yu has been enduring the tamping, secretly recovering his physical strength and accumulating strength, just to wait for this moment!
Click!
The bones on the side of Simmontov were knocked crisply, and he swung his head and fell to the ground, even the stone in his hand was thrown aside!
Like Lin Yu who was lying on the ground just now, Shimontov was directly hit by this knee, and his ears were buzzing, and his eyes were black.
Before he could react, Lin Yu had already turned over and rode on him, and his right fist fell from top to bottom toward Shimontov's face!
Bang!
Lin Yu's punch hit Shimontov's face, and even the back of Shimontov's head hit hard on the hard cement wall.
Shimontov's eyes turned black, his mind suddenly became blank, and a warm feeling and a strong smell of blood suddenly came from his mouth and nose.
If it were usual, Lin Yu's punch was enough to flatten Simmontov's head, but his punch was not much stronger than that of ordinary people!
But it's enough!
"This punch is for my three comrades who will be abused by you after death!"
Lin Yu stared at Shimontov on the ground fiercely and shouted sternly.
The anger in his chest finally poured out at this moment!
After a long period of consumption confrontation, he finally put himself in the death, turned defeat into victory, gained the upper hand again, and suppressed the "Zorro" who killed countless comrades under him!
"This punch is for other comrades who died because of you!"
Lin Yu said as he pointed at Shimontov's face and punched him again, and blood splattered on Shimontov's face.
"This punch is for the dead June 1st!"
Lin Yu did not give Himontov any chance to breathe, and then another punch broke Himontov's tall nose, slumping on his face as if it were frozen.
“Woo…”
Shimontov let out a low voice, and then he was unable to make any struggle anymore. He lay on the ground like mud, motionless.
But Lin Yu did not let him go, and he still tried his best to lift his fist high and then fell down fiercely.
"This punch is for Uncle He!"
"This punch is for the swallow!"
"This punch..."
...
After a while, Lin Yu's right fist was already covered in blood and blood, and he could no longer tell whether it was his own blood or Shimontov's blood.
And Shimontov on the ground had his entire face smashed, and he could not see his true face. He had only intake of air in his nose and had no breath.