Zhao Qian looked coldly at his opponent, Qian Feng, who was now as imposing as a crazy tiger.
The fist was also smashed out at the moment when the two people's eyes briefly met.
"Bang" In addition to the boring feeling of punching to the flesh, the more likely thing is the sirens not far from the building.
Very messy.
He listened to the background music in his ears, with the sounds of ambulances mixed in from time to time.
And the fat man who was eating crispy noodles in the alley just now disappeared.
"You think you can kill me."
The man in front of him raised his eyebrows and asked his defeated opponent last night, but all he received in response was his silent punch.
He looked at Qian Feng, his expression was so harmless.
But the next second, he was full of murderous intent.
Feeling alarmed in his heart, he took half a step back, but still couldn't stop the clothes on his body from getting more holes.
This is agile suppression.
Killing skills, hand blade.
Although he added all 3 free attribute points to his strength value, Qian Feng's agility value was still higher than his.
Moreover, his enemy is far more experienced than he thought.
For example, this fight to the death.
Zhao Qian was pretty sure that his strength must be one or two points higher than the guy in front of him, but he still couldn't keep up with others.
This urban tiger can still rely on his own quick hands and combat experience to suppress him.
It was miserable.
He watched with wide eyes.
Most of the fights between the two were led astray.
"Bang" Another punch was received by his enemy, who had already thrown an unknown number of punches.
If I had known this, I should have seriously considered it after making those phone calls.
Now, there are only two choices left, life or death.
The fist wind condensed.
He looked at the punch that was coming back at him.
He was faster than him, but so what.
As if by some strange coincidence, he thought of what he had learned in the station training ground and stepped forward a little.
Basic footwork and basic melee combat allowed him to see the weakest point of that punch at a glance.
A punch like a tiger descending a mountain.
He stood there and let the violent punch hit his chest.
But the moment after hitting the real thing, he twisted his body, causing the force of the punch to be dispersed to his left arm.
He can't even turn his fist into a sword.
It seems very simple, but if a movement or a timing is not grasped well, his arm will basically be useless.
The right fist that had just been blocked came out again.
It was still in mid-air, but it was forcefully pulled out by its owner.
Similar to Inch Jin, but Zhao Qian knew that it was definitely not the case.
Because what he kept thinking about when he punched was the foil stabbing move.
Yes, he used his fist as a sword and thrust it out.
"Crackling" The person who was punching heard some disorganized bone sounds coming from certain joints of his right hand.
Looking at his opponent without blinking, he saw the panic in his eyes.
It's too late to return to defense now.
The fist is like an antelope hanging on its horns, and Qian Feng's left arm that subconsciously blocked it is like a mantis' arm acting as a chariot.
"Bang" He could feel that his left hand was broken.
Zhao Qian listened to the voice coming from his right arm.
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The thrusting punch hit the opponent's chest like a sword.
His ribs were shattered.
Not counting the guy's internal organs, they were probably about the same.
"Is this strength?"
the injured man asked, his tone obviously weakening and his breathing becoming heavier.
That punch hurt him seriously.
"have no idea."
He looked at the man who was lowering his head and covering his chest.
What responded to him was the blood he had spit out for no apparent reason, mixed with some scarlet flesh.
The smell of blood spread in this somewhat remote alley.
He looked at Qian Feng who had no resistance and punched him in the back of the head again.
Use your left hand.
Yes, because his right hand has no strength at all. dislocation.
This is the first reaction of those who have experienced this situation before.
It seemed that such a violent blow just now was not without cost.
He rummaged through the corpse with ease and took away the ten red Taizu cards from the guy's trouser pocket.
Nothing else.
Yes, there was nothing of value, even the few pieces of money paper were stained with some black blood.
Zhao Qian glanced at the body at his feet again, and walked out of the alley without looking back.
This guy seems to have been prepared.
Just as I thought, the death of either of them would be good for them.
Those who take advantage of them.
After passing the next intersection, he stood there and lit a cigarette for himself.
Not far away, there was a wandering singer singing Li Zongsheng's hill.
"Never-ending chattering brings me sorrow."
Wang Ming, the old man, or someone else?
As if he thought of something, he blew out a smoke ring.
He lowered his head and threw the 100 yuan Zhang had just received from Qian Feng into the old guitar case on the ground, in exchange for a nod of thanks from the other party.
There were many passers-by who stopped and listened beside him, and even more were pedestrians passing by in a hurry.
He walked a few steps forward and hailed a taxi, when his cell phone rang.
"Hello."
"The store is almost overwhelmed.
There were 150 takeout orders this morning alone.
I called you yesterday and turned off the phone.
You are on the phone today.
Are you still going to do it?"
The familiar roars of a middle-aged woman came from the other end of the phone.
"I know, boss lady."
"Hurry up and help, or your salary will be deducted."
Hearing that he was okay, the tone on the other end of the phone gradually became calmer.
"Yes."
Zhao Qian smiled, and the hidden concern from the other party still warmed his heart.
The ticket on my wrist also sounded a notification sound at this time.
"Detected.
Passenger No. 1074 has learned new skills in the real world and will be rewarded with 50 travel points."
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"Special Power Skill v1 Realistic Active Skill: The next hit of the unit that uses this skill will increase the damage by an additional 50 points.
After that, if the power of the unit that uses the skill is lower than 15 points, the part of the unit that uses the skill may become deformed, dislocated, or even dislocated.
Possibility of loss of functionality due to broken arm at this location.” s: Please don’t be offended that I may not be able to reply in the book review area these days, because I have been banned for no reason, even though I am obviously the moderator.
Also, I have been stuck recently, so I wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote again.
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