Hot blood: I am not interested in the strongest

"It's quite arrogant, just try it!"

Odajima Yuken put away his smile and suddenly accelerated towards the Manzawa ghost man.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and along the way, a member of the Fujimori Society is killed, and people also come to the Manzawa ghost man.

As soon as he made contact, Odajima Yuken swung his fists one after another, punch after punch, straight into the cheek of the ghost man of Manzawa.

The momentum seems to be about to dry people down at one time.

Manzawa Oni held down the handle of the wooden knife with one hand, and his body retreated while constantly twisting his neck, dodging the attack of Odajima Ariken like a raging storm, giving people a relaxed and freehand feeling.

Dodged ten punches in a row, and the pace of the ghost man Manzawa was still not a little messy, and his eyes couldn't even change, with a faint contempt.

Although he didn't say anything, the look in his eyes simply said: That's it?

The hand holding the wooden knife also released at this time.

Odajima has a sword that has not yet qualified him to use a sword, even if it is only a wooden knife.

"Cut!"

"One Eighty-Three" Odajima Youjian naturally noticed the eyes and small movements of the ghost man of Manzawa, and he was extremely unhappy in his heart.

He also understands that he can't attack the ghost man of Manzawa with so many punches, and his skills are so agile, obviously the other party is not an ordinary character.

It's useless to throw your fists like this, you just keep consuming your physical strength.

Other means of attack are required.

Odajima, who had made up his mind in his heart, suddenly accelerated again, and when he stuck to the ghost man of Manzawa, it was a knee hit.

The ghost man of Manzawa sneered, took a step to the side, and easily dodged.

Odajima Yuken showed a confident smile, and his knee didn't hit, and he immediately swept it over again.

Seeing that he was about to kick, a fist suddenly appeared in front of Odajima Yujian.

The ghost man of Manzawa made a move, and it was the first to come from the rear.

The fist quickly enlarged in both eyes.

Odajima's sword pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he didn't expect Manzawa Ghost Man's fist to be so fast.

What if you don't have time?

Before Odajima could make a judgment in his brain, Manzawa Oniman's fist slammed into his face.

The powerful fist made his upper body fall back, and the whole person could only retreat again and again.

The feet that were swept out naturally couldn't fall on the Manzawa ghost man.

Quitting for several times in a row.

Odajima Yuken didn't have time to balance his body, and the Manzawa ghost man had already approached him again.

It came up with a combination of punches that landed on Odajima Yuken's abdomen, chest, and cheek.

His body kept shaking after the beating, and he only felt that the sharp pain kept coming, and there was no room for parry.

With the last punch, the Manzawa ghost man fell heavily on Odajima Yuken's chin.

With a heavy blow, the whole head fell straight back.

Blood, glasses, and sweat splattered out.

Odajima's sword that had risen into the air finally smashed to the ground, and he lay there, his eyes a little distracted, and the blood from the corners of his mouth kept flowing out.

If the ghost man of Manzawa doesn't make a move, he will take away Odajima Yujian and a set of swords.

The gap in combat effectiveness is too much and too great.

Manzawa Ghost Man didn't continue to shoot at Odajima Ariken, and when he stopped, the mobile phone rang suddenly from his pocket.

Just take out your phone and connect it.

"Have you found Bai Ze's location? in Nameless Street, right, I see..."

As he spoke, the ghost man of Manzawa punched a phoenix fairy bald head to the ground with a backhand punch.

From beginning to end, he didn't even look at this phoenix fairy's bald head, it was like pinching an annoying mosquito to death.

"Gone!"

After the ghost man put away his phone, he shouted to his people.

For this war, it doesn't matter if SWORD and Lily of the Valley win, or Kowloon's side wins.

The ghost man of Manzawa has never been interested.

His purpose is to really fight Bai Ze.

So when he came over, he let his subordinates disperse, not to cooperate with Jiulong to attack SWORD, but to find Bai Ze's location.

Now that he's found, the ghost man of Manzawa doesn't plan to stay here.

Fengxian or something, it's not in his eyes at all.

Hearing his words, those wearing masks began to withdraw one after another.

The ghost man of Manzawa also immediately turned around and walked towards the motorcycle he parked. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Before he could take a few steps, though, a voice rang out.

"Hey, we haven't decided yet!"

I saw that Odajima had a sword dragging his body and got up from the ground with difficulty.

Even if he stood up, his body still remained tilted, and it seemed that he couldn't even straighten his waist, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was still coming out.

The ghost man of Manzawa turned his head to look at Odajima Youjian, his eyes flashed with surprise, as if he didn't expect to be able to stand up after taking his own set of combination punches.

The next second, he shook his head and withdrew his gaze.

"The victory and defeat have been decided, and you don't even have the qualifications to let me go under the knife!"

As soon as the words fell, the ghost man of Manzawa continued to take steps.

"Stop for Lao Tzu!"

Odajima took a step forward, as if he wanted to chase Manzawa Ghost Man, but as soon as he landed on the ground, he couldn't support his body and knelt down on one knee.

Obviously, he is completely supporting his body, even if he is standing at the limit.

"Hey, little ghost, if you want to fight so much, let's play with you!"

Several members of the Fujimori Society, at this time, dragged an iron rod to Odajima Yuken, with a hideous smile on the corner of their mouth...

Naturally, the ghost man of Manzawa didn't care about what would happen next, so he came to his motorcycle and sat on it.

"Gone so soon?"

Fujimori Ryusheng looked at the ghost man of Manzawa and asked, still looking lifeless.

"I've already found Bai Ze, anyway, you can solve these guys like Fengxian, can't you?"

After Manzawa Oni finished speaking, he tightened the accelerator, did not give Fujimori Ryusheng a chance to say anything else, and quickly left with his own people.

After taking a look at the back of Manzawa Oni O leaving, Ryuo Fujimori turned his gaze back to the battlefield.

Indeed, as the ghost man of Manzawa said, there are not many people on Fengxian's side who can stand.

It was only a matter of time before everyone fell.

Ueda Sachio naturally noticed the situation on his side, and saw that most of his companions around him had been beaten to the ground.

Clenching his fists, he knew that if he continued like this, his side would lose.

But this battle cannot be lost.

The only way is to take out the boss of the Fujimori Society.

Ueda Sachio turned around and locked his eyes on Ryuo Fujimori before taking a step.

Leaning slightly, he dodged the iron rod smashed by the Fujimori Club member in front of him, and punched him in the face with a backhand, killing him in an instant without stopping.

I saw a few more Fujimori members rushing over.

Ueda Sachio bent down to dodge the iron rod attack as he punched the man who attacked him in the stomach.

Dodging the other attacks, he then struck again, grabbed one person in the face with a slap, slammed them against the wall, and then swept out with one leg and kicked the other person out on the spot.

Agile and clean.

Knocking down one Fujimori Kai member after another, Sachio Ueda is getting closer and closer to Fujimori Ryuyu.

Slowly, there were only a dozen or so left.

Ueda Sachio couldn't hold back any longer and accelerated suddenly.

Seeing that he was about to rush in front of Fujimori Ryuo, a figure suddenly approached, directly hugged Ueda Sachio's waist, and pushed him to hit the wall next to him.

Such an impact could not cause much damage to Ueda Sachio, but he noticed that more than a dozen members of the Fujimori Society pounced on him, and the opportunity to attack Fujimori Ryuo was missed.

Fujimori Ryuo just stood there, didn't take a step, and looked at Ueda Sachio quietly, his expression unfluctuating.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he raised his chin slightly.

I saw that at the end of the street, one figure after another, with bursts of footsteps, began to appear.

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