Hot blood: I am not interested in the strongest

As soon as Ueda Sachio rushed in front of Ryuo Fujimori, his fist slammed into his cheek.

Ueda Sachio, who threw this punch, was accumulating his other fist at the same time.

He wanted to kill Fujimori Ryuyu in an instant.

The sooner you kill the opposing boss, the fewer people on your side will be injured.

The most important thing is that if you can't kill Fujimori Ryusheng in a short period of time, other Fujimori members will catch up again, which is a difficult opportunity.

Looking at Ueda Satomo's fist getting closer and closer, Fujimori Ryusheng's eyes narrowed, and his head leaned back for the first time.

The reaction was timely, and the fist almost grazed the chin.

But that didn't disappoint Ueda, and his already well-built left hand struck out again.

With a fist wind, it is still straight to the door of Fujimori Ryusheng.

"Young people, it's not good to be too impatient. "

Fujimori Ryusheng didn't have the slightest surprise in his eyes, as if he had expected it, his whole body went to the side of "six three zero", and he easily dodged it.

"It's not easy!"

Seeing this, Ueda Sachio immediately understood in his heart that this guy on the other side was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to dodge my two punches so smoothly.

However, Ueda Sachio was not slow, and his right foot was slightly raised, and he was about to kick it.

At this distance, he has absolute self-confidence.

Fujimori Ryusheng shouldn't be able to dodge, at least judging from the reflexes just now.

But just as Ueda Sachio was about to kick his right foot out, Mo Ming felt a chill.

Without thinking too much, he didn't kick his right foot out, and took a step back with instinct.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in front of Ueda Sachio's eyes.

Looking down, the clothes on his chest were cut by some sharp weapon, and his skin was pulled out of a slender opening, oozing blood.

Look at it again, Fujimori Ryusheng doesn't know when there is an extra knife in his hand, and the cadres under him are all insidious, and being the boss is obviously a more difficult old yin B to deal with.

"The reaction was good, I thought the wound would be deeper, at least the ribs could be seen. "

Fujimori Ryusheng said expressionlessly and lifelessly.

The cold voice made people feel cold in their backs.

Suddenly, Ueda Sachio felt the sound of footsteps behind him suddenly sound, and his head immediately lowered as soon as he swept away.

Ten

The blade swept along the hair on the back of Ueda Satomo's head, and several black hairs drifted into the air with the knife wind.

Just a little bit, the back of the head will be opened.

Even Ueda Sachio was shocked into a cold sweat.

Hurriedly straightened up and tried to fight back, but Fujimori Ryuo didn't give him a chance.

Taking advantage of this moment, he approached in front of Ueda Sachio and stabbed him in the abdomen.

Under the threat of death, Ueda Sachio's reflexes were pulled to the extreme.

Stretching out his hands, he grabbed the wrist of Ryuo Fujimori who was holding the knife.

At this moment, the tip of the knife was only three centimeters away from Ueda Satomo's abdomen.

But he was also under his control.

Fujimori Ryusheng had no way to move the tip of the knife forward for another half point, and there was no impatient look in his eyes.

Looking at his eyes, Ueda Sachio suddenly realized that he was waiting for the white-clothed cadre.

But it was too late.

The white-clothed cadre didn't hit the knife, his body spun with it, and he kicked it out, and the heel of the hard shoe landed firmly on Ueda Satomo's head.

A terrifying force penetrated directly into Ueda's brain, causing him to feel a brief void in his brain.

Ueda Sachio was kicked out by the white-clothed cadres on the spot and smashed to the ground.

A sharp pain in his head made him wake up quickly.

I wasn't directly kicked out of my mind, and I judged that I still had the strength to stand up, but the situation was not good.

Whether it is a white-clothed cadre or Fujimori Ryusheng, he will definitely not give up until he completely falls.

Thinking of this, Ueda Sachio immediately turned his head, wanting to observe the situation of Fujimori Ryusheng and the white-clothed cadres. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

At the moment when he turned his head, a knife appeared in front of his eyes.

At this moment, the knife flew through the air, but Ueda Sachio seemed to feel that time was starting to slow down more and more.

It's too late to dodge, this knife will definitely be stuck in the center of his eyebrows.

Are you going to die?

Just as Ueda Sachio was about to start looking at the flowers in his mind, a hand suddenly appeared, and the other grabbed the handle of the knife.

"Hey, Sachio, the new boss of the dignified phoenix, is a little embarrassed!"

Ueda Sachio turned his gaze and saw Rao's smiling face.

The moment he saw Ueda Sachio being besieged, Rao immediately understood that the situation on his side was not good.

As the saying goes, no matter how high the martial arts are, they are afraid of kitchen knives.

What's more, it's still two yin Bs with knives.

Sachio Ueda had just exerted a lot of stamina during the fight.

So Rao was next to two sticks, too lazy to entangle with those Fujimori members, and immediately ran over.

Immediately after seeing Ueda Sachio being kicked away by the white-clothed cadre, Fujimori Ryusheng threw a knife, so he didn't choose to attack them, but came to Ueda Sachio as fast as possible...

At the last moment, he grabbed the knife.

"How's it going, don't you get up yet?"

"No problem, I'm not that weak yet!"

Sachio Ueda stood up as he spoke.

"Then come on, the miscellaneous soldiers are handed over to you!"

Without waiting for Ueda Sachio to refuse, Rao had already rushed towards Ryuo Fujimori.

There were more Fujimori Kai members rushing around, and Ueda Sachio knew that now was not the time to dwell on who Fujimori Ryusheng was, so he blocked the white-clothed cadres and those Fujimori Kai members for Rao.

The members of the Fujimori Society were still some distance away, so Ueda Sachio first targeted the white-clothed cadres.

"Hmph..."

The white-clothed cadre snorted coldly, suddenly stepped forward and took two steps, holding a knife in both hands and slashing from left to right with Tomoo Ueda.

In the face of the sharp long knife, Ueda Sachio did not retreat but advanced, and sped up a step to stick to the white-clothed cadres.

His right hand blocked the wrist of the white-clothed cadre, and the long knife in his hand naturally had no way to fall on Ueda Sachio.

And Ueda Sachio took advantage of the situation to hit the stomach of the white-clothed cadre.

The white-clothed cadre was immediately knocked into and retreated.

Before he could stabilize his body, Ueda Sachio approached again, and another punch landed on his face.

The white-clothed cadre continued to retreat, his back hitting the wooden door of the shop next to him.

"You shouldn't rush over alone, because I've seen your knife clearly. "

Ueda Sachio approached 1.7 again and kicked the white-clothed cadre in the chest with a stunned look in his eyes.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the wooden door of the store collapsed, and the white-clothed cadre was directly kicked into the store by Ueda Sachio.

Ueda Sachio did not rest on his laurels, as there were still many members of the Fujimori Society who gathered around.

And after the white-clothed cadre spat out a mouthful of blood, he stuck his long knife into the ground, supported his body and tried to stand up, but he was not completely knocked down by Ueda Sachio.

"Did you see my swinging of the knife so quickly? carelessly, this little ghost is stronger than you imagined!"

The white-clothed cadre, who was already half-supported and half-kneeling on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood again, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a self-deprecating smile.

He is the boss of the martial arts faction in the Fujimori Society, and the rest of the white-clothed cadres are all trained by him.

I didn't seem to expect to be beaten like this by a mere high school student.。。

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