Hot blood: I am not interested in the strongest

The white-clothed cadre rested for a while, clutched his chest that was in severe pain, and held a long knife to Ueda Sachio again.

He was already very sure that he would not be a match for Tomoo Ueda on his own, even before he was injured.

But there are enough people on his side, and there is still enough chance to kill him.

Originally, Ueda Sachio blocked the surrounding Fujimori Club members, and he was still a little at ease.

As the white-clothed cadres continued to mix in, they became uncomfortable and became constrained.

Ueda Sachio is confident that he will be able to completely eliminate the white-clothed cadre in a minute when facing him alone, because he has completely seen the way he is stabbed.

It is also because it is clear that it is fearful.

At the slightest flaw, the white-clothed cadre will immediately go to the knife.

If the amplitude of the punch is too large, then the punch may not be recovered, and it will be cut directly by the white-clothed cadres.

Therefore, every time Ueda Sachio makes a move, he reserves a part of his strength to prevent the white-clothed cadres from making a move.

Of course, there is another way.

That is to bypass the members of the Fujimori Society and kill the white-clothed cadres in the shortest possible time.

As long as you kill him, you don't have 15 worries, and you can concentrate on killing the surrounding Fujimori members.

Ueda Sachio knocked back a Fujimori member with a punch, and his body, which had been rushing forward, suddenly turned around and rushed towards the white-clothed cadre.

Seeing this, the white-clothed cadres also moved.

Instead of facing Satomo Ueda, he took a step sideways and hid his figure behind the Fujimori Kai member next to him.

"It's not that easy to kill. "

Ueda Sachio glanced at the white-clothed cadre, stopped, and kicked away a Fujimori Kai member who pounced next to him.

understands that the cadres in white not only have no intention of going head-to-head with themselves, but also have no intention of fighting head-on at all, and only want to secretly make a cold knife.

But Ueda Sachio didn't have any impatience in his eyes, and began to steadily try to kill the surrounding Fujimori members one by one.

"He doesn't seem to be in a hurry?"

The white-clothed cadre noticed the change in Ueda's expression.

At first, Ueda Sachio was in a hurry, bent on killing Fujimori Ryuyu as soon as possible to end the battle.

That's why he was taken advantage of by the white-clothed cadres and Fujimori Ryusheng, and he was almost killed.

Now, however, the mood has calmed down completely.

"Is it because of him?"

Ten

"That's right, although I don't really want to admit it, he's better than me!"

Ueda Sachio grabbed the iron rod knocked in front of him, and after landing a backhand punch on the face of the Fujimori Kai member who attacked him, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile.

"Damn it!"

Hearing this, the white-clothed cadre immediately turned around and was about to run towards Rao.

He already has an understanding of Ueda's strength and is a very strong young man.

If he is stronger than Ueda Sachio, then his boss is in danger.

The white-clothed cadre didn't dare to hesitate, but as soon as he took a step, there was a sound of breaking the air in his ears.

Unexpectedly, the white-clothed cadre turned around and stabbed.

The blade slashed at the flying iron rod, and a crisp sound was heard.

The iron rod was knocked off the spot, but behind the iron bar was Ueda Satomo.

It turned out that Ueda Sachio snatched an iron rod from a member of the Fujimori Society and threw it over, and the people followed, bypassing the two Fujimori members and coming to the white-clothed cadres.

"Your opponent is me, don't think about going anywhere!"

As soon as the words fell, Ueda Sachio punched the white-clothed cadre in the face, knocking him back again and again.

Knowing Rao's strength, Ueda Sachio is relieved.

But he can't let anyone else support Fujimori Ryusheng, especially this white-clothed cadre, at least contain him.

Originally, Ueda Sachio still wanted to pursue, but the iron rods in the hands of the surrounding Fujimori members had already knocked over, and he could only take a few steps back.

He had already been kicked in the chest, and at this time he was punched in the face, and the white-clothed cadre was very uncomfortable, so he didn't stand firm for a while, and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

"Bastard thing..."

The white-clothed cadre cursed in his mouth, and the pain on his face also calmed him down a little. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The members of the Fujimori Society alone can't kill Ueda Sachio.

It shouldn't be too late to take him out first, and then to take out Rao.

Even if Rao's strength is indeed strong, it is absolutely impossible for his boss to be killed easily.

The white-clothed cadres made up their minds, ignored Rao, got up from the ground, and united the surrounding Fujimori Kai members to concentrate on dealing with Ueda Sachio.

Rao, on the other side, waved his fists again and again.

At first, Fujimori was able to dodge repeatedly, but as Rao's punches became faster and faster, he began to be a little overwhelmed.

"This little ghost is not simple, his strength is stronger than the little ghost just now..."

Fujimori dodged Rao's attack, and quickly made a judgment in his mind.

As for the little ghost just now, it obviously refers to Ueda Sachio.

Immediately after that, Fujimori Ryusheng looked around again.

It was found that the white-clothed cadres and a group of Fujimori Kai members were stopped by Ueda Sachio and could not rush to support.

"Forget it, now is really not the time to be reserved..."

Fujimori Ryusheng wanted this, and touched his right hand to his waist, and a cold light suddenly bloomed in an instant.

A stash of blood rushed out of Rao's swinging arm.

I saw that Fujimori Ryusheng didn't know when there was an extra knife in his hand, which should be hidden in his sleeve.

Rao looked at the blood splattered in front of him, and there was no surprise in his eyes.

The cut wound on the arm was as if it hadn't happened.

He didn't immediately retract the left fist he swung, and the right fist immediately blasted out again.

Fujimori Ryusheng didn't expect that Rao still didn't feel anything when he was cut, but his shot was more rapid, and his reaction couldn't help but be a beat slower.

The punch was solid and landed in the face.

The boss of the dignified Kowloon Club was still beaten back again and again by Rao's punch, and the corners of his mouth were cracked and oozing 750 blood.

"I heard that in the past, Kowloon was also fought with fists, but when I saw it today, I was a little disappointed, and I actually had to rely on something like a knife. "

Rao glanced at the wound on his arm, then turned to look at Fujimori Ryuyu, his eyes full of contempt.

That's right, it's undisguised contempt, complete contempt.

"You're still a little devil who only knows how to solve problems with your fists, and you don't understand... The process or something, it doesn't matter at all, what matters is the result. "

Fujimori Ryusheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his originally lifeless eyes began to change, with a little anger.

He was very dissatisfied with Rao's disdain for Kowloon.

"But I know that when a man chooses to use other weapons, it proves that his fists are not hard enough, and that Kowloon is not just depraved, but rotten and old, so old that he does not even dare to swing his fists. "

Rao said slowly as he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around the wound.

"The current little ghost is really arrogant enough, he actually said that we are old, it seems that we have little reading, and we can't even write dead words. "

Fujimori Ryusheng smiled coldly.

"Isn't it? In fact, the moment you take out the knife, you are defeated, because you know in your heart that your fist is not as hard as mine, so you choose to use such a thing as a knife. "

The corners of Rao's mouth slowly rose, and the sharpness in his eyes was revealed.

In the next second, he rushed towards Fujimori Ryusheng again.

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