Pirate's Infinite Wings

This time, when I attacked another person, he chopped my neck with a knife.

I was already very angry, holding the handle of the knife tightly, and hitting the back of his hand with the back of the knife.

His knife was still chopped on my neck, as if not afraid that I would be crushed by me on the back of his hand.

This is not what I expected.

I thought he would accept it.

I had to give up the attack on the back of his hand and take a step back.

Even so, his knife is still a shot on my shoulder.

The pain hit, I kicked the pale boy on the shoulder and he flew out.

I was really angry at that time, let go of the game, and knocked down everyone who was besieging me.

Although they remembered to fight with me, their bodies couldn't make them stand up.

The only one who stood up from the ground was the young man. He was now closing his white teeth tightly and his gums were full of blood. He looked terrible.

The bright eyes were full of blood.

The boy roared like a beast, picked up the knife on the ground, and rushed towards me again.

Although his physical killer is very heavy, his speed has been very slow due to physical injuries. I waited until he rushed to the front to kick.

"Peng!" The boy's body flew out again and fell heavily to the ground.

He grabbed the ground with ten fingers and stuck his nails on the ground. In a trembling and heartbroken cough, he stood up again and held the watermelon knife firmly.

The boy rushed over again, and the result was the same as before.

When the boy fell to the ground for the third time, I had an idea in my mind. I wanted to try how many times this man could stand up.

I am also curious about what makes him so strongly opposed to me as a stranger.

This was the fourth time, the young man shook his hand, his eyes were full of blood, as if he had just crawled out of hell.

For the fifth time, Youth has not yet become a human being, and his body muscles have not controlled the beating. I can see clearly.

When Fang Lang came here for the twelfth time, he was obviously surprised by what was happening.

He opened his mouth to ask, but I shook my head and asked him not to speak for now.

The thirteen-year-old young man almost shook my face, and all the weapons in his hand fell. He stretched out his fist to knock on the door of the face. I just opened my palm gently and held this "fist".

This time, instead of kicking the child away, I smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Clapping was the last straw of the camel, and the teenager finally closed his eyes and fell.

Fang Lang looked around, looked at a man and a teenage boy who were unconscious in front of him, and asked me what happened.

At this time, Mei also got out of the car, Fang Lang who I would tell Xu Xun about it back and forth.

"This guy is very funny" I looked at the teenager lying on the ground, and Fang Lang said, "I want to take him back.

Fang Lang glanced at the boy's clothing, frowned and said, "Most of these people are people who work for money."

"I always feel different," I shook my head.

"Take it home first.

"Then I carried the boy into the car.

I watched the young man for a long time at night, and then looked at me: "You saw your shadow on him.

"At this time, Fang Lang turned around, seeing the pale boy for a long time, and finally smiled wryly.

I scratched my head and said awkwardly, "I can say that, but I am also very curious about him.

"Then she drove to the hospital and took the boy to the ward.

"Go back and rest," I said to her.

"I want to talk to Brother Mu about something.

"Obviously reluctant, she glared at me and said: "I don't know if you are talking about black fists or black fists.

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