Zhang Heng shook his head, with confusion in his eyes. He didn't understand what the other party said at all, so he didn't think much about it. He stepped forward again, pressed his hands like cattail fans, and squeezed out a faint air explosion. It was not that the force was too strong, but
The speed is extremely fast. This is the air drainage skill developed by burning kerosene lamps all year round.
"Little trick!" Zi Chen shouted, and raised his hands to meet the attack. The two palms hit each other, making a loud snapping sound.
"What a hard palm." Zhang Heng secretly thought, resisting the pain in his phalanges, and stepped forward fiercely. He opened his mouth and let out a roar. Although his face was covered with clothes, the roar was still extremely violent and deafening.
"Boom!" Zi Chen retreated, not losing in strength, but his head was actually knocked unconscious by the roar, as if a wild beast opened its huge mouth beside his head, making him feel boundless fear.
Zhang Heng's eyes began to turn cold, and he struck out with his hands according to the feeling, grabbing the opponent's chest, scratching hard, and roared again, but he immediately suffered the bitter consequences, and was punched fiercely in the chest.
"What a hard fist." There was a smile on Zhang Heng's lips. This is interesting. Last time he fought with Furong, he didn't suppress his animal nature at all. This time he fought very easily and used the tricks he had figured out in the space. This feeling is very good.
Okay, this is the way he wants to fight, the way he fights in reality.
"Come again!" Zi Chen also yelled, his chest felt like fire, the opponent's claws were so powerful.
"Puch!"
Gradually, Zhang Heng started to get really angry. His eyes glanced at the other person's neck from time to time. He really wanted to insert a knife into the other person's neck. He also wanted to pierce the other person's eyes with his fingers... He quickly swept away this emotion. This is reality, not primitive.
It is illegal to kill someone, and there is an immense hatred between the other person and him.
"puff!"
Zhang Heng swept his paw across the opponent's door. Finally, he patted him on the shoulder. He moved his body and dodged his fist, barely grazing the fur on his chest. He was extremely accurate.
"How did you do that?" Zi Chen asked in shock. This was already the eighth or ninth time. The masked man seemed to have figured out his moves and was able to hit him every time.
All his attacks were neutralized by the opponent. But what made him even more frustrated was that the opponent
There is absolutely no logic in his routine, just like the instinct of the human body driving him. No, this is intuition. An intuition that is more terrifying than a beast. It is not that the opponent has understood him thoroughly, but that he is fighting with his own keen intuition. How is this?
Maybe, he was completely dumbfounded.
Zhang Heng naturally did not dare to say anything. He had no idea what the other party was doing now, and he could not bring trouble to his family. He stepped on him with both feet and bullied him again. This time he really used his full strength, and this attack melted into
He fully understands the blood wolf clan. He feels that he has now transformed into a blood wolf and is hunting primitive humans.
"Stop!" Zi Chen felt it was still real. The opponent's momentum suddenly changed, as if he was really going to fight to the death.
Where Zhang Heng was willing to stop, he threw himself fiercely at the opponent's shoulders, deflected the attack with his elbows, opened his mouth and roared again, not only that, but his heads collided directly, and the two people's heads collided, making a "Boom!"
Dull.
Zi Chen felt like he was about to faint, and couldn't help shouting: "What kind of fighting method are you doing? Who are you?"
Without saying a word, Zhang Heng threw the opponent to the ground, shook his head, and knelt on his arms and wrists with his legs, making him unable to move. Silently, he pulled out the survival knife and stabbed the opponent with fear in his eyes.
When he went down, he just cut open the opponent's shirt, pulled out strips of cloth to tie the opponent's feet, tied several tight knots, then picked up a knife in his hand, suddenly thrust it straight down, and inserted it against the opponent's ear.
Into the soil.
"Huh!" Zi Chen breathed heavily. In just a moment, he felt that death was so close to him. This knife was so overbearing. If the opponent didn't have strong self-confidence, he would never dare to stab him like this, because he would be able to do it with just a little care.
Cut off his ears, or even explode his head, but the other party stabbed him so simply and without any hesitation. Isn't it possible that the other party was worried that his head would be stabbed as soon as he tilted his head? This is a legal society, why is this still happening?
Such people.
Zhang Heng smiled, pulled out his survival knife again, turned around and ran away, disappearing through the bamboo forest into the farmland.
Zi Chen quickly stood up and wanted to chase him, but he had to stop and untie the strips of cloth binding his legs. After this delay, by the time he rushed out of the bamboo forest, the man had lost track of him.
"Who is the other party? Did you want to play tricks on him on the spur of the moment, or did you follow him here? It's weird, it's so weird. This person is so thin, but his strength is not much weaker than him, and whether it's movement or fighting,
The way makes him feel
I was so frightened, with that violent momentum, and with that knife skills, I touched my ears, and the hairs stood on end. This was the instinct of the body to be frightened, and I broke out in cold sweat and wet my clothes. It was just a short step away.
Just a little bit, and the ears can be cut off.
"Huh!" No, his body is a little different today. Zi Chen suddenly found that he still had the strength to catch up. He was practicing hard skills and endurance has always been a weak point, but since yesterday, he has felt that his breathing has become much longer and his endurance has also increased.
A little bit, and the feeling is most obvious at this time.
"Why is this? Also, I always feel that the other person's figure seems familiar. Where have I seen it before?" Zi Chen rubbed the paw prints on his chest while trying to remember. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Eyes cried out loudly: "It's him, the boy who just sold the cake to him." But he couldn't be 100% sure, his eyes flashed, extremely excited, he wanted to find this person, not to mention revenge, but
Interested in his weird skills...
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Zhang Heng walked around for a long time and first came to Aunt Chen's yard. It was almost eight o'clock at this time. The two girls should have gotten up. He happily opened the courtyard door and shouted: "Eldest sister, second sister, uncle."
I’m here to take you to dinner.”
"Uncle, the eldest sister wants to eat rake." "The second sister also wants to eat..."
The two opened the door and ran out. Zhang Heng laughed when he saw it. The eldest sister had her clothes on inside out, and the second sister's shoelaces were not tied yet. Her hair was messy. Both girls were no more than two years old.
It's very rare to be able to dress like this by yourself.
"Big sister and second sister, come on, uncle will help you get dressed, and I will carry you over to eat. Are you hungry?"
"The eldest sister is hungry." "The second sister is also hungry. Uncle, is there anything good to eat? Is there any cake?"
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Yes, yes, all." But he was thinking in his heart that he had to hurry up and set off. He didn't know if the squad leader would get up at this time.
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