The Dark King

Hearing his words, the fat middle-aged man's face changed slightly. He wanted other people to snatch all the food they distributed today, so that Du Dean would not eat, and then let others take turns to consume Du Dean's spirit in the evening and prevent him from sleeping. When Du Dean's energy was exhausted, he could easily abolish him without any effort, and let him play with it. Unexpectedly, these two jailers had nothing to do.

His eyes were ruthless. Although he was irritated by the two jailers for doing business, he was not afraid. Not to mention a bruised child, even if he was a strong evil wolf, he dared to pounce a few bites.

"Get started." The jailer who knew Du Di'an smiled and said with a smile: "If there is no way to win or lose, both of them will eat the dirt."

The fat middle-aged man took a deep breath and slowly stood up from the straw mat. Although the bite on his foot was painful, he was able to restrain himself when faced with the battle and walked steadily towards Du Dean. Over here.

Du Dian leaned against the iron cage. The faint pain all over his body made him frown, watching the fat middle-aged man slowly approaching. He suddenly raised his head and said to the jailer behind him: "Can I admit defeat?"

The jailer smiled and said, "Little guy, you better not disappoint me. Everyone looks at it. You can rest assured that this fat pig does not dare to kill you. Only you can kill you scum."

The obese middle-aged man kneaded his fists and grinned: "Boy, the object you should beg for is Lao Tzu, call "ancestor", and Lao Tzu will punch you!"

Du Dian looked back, sighed, and muttered: "Unfortunately, I don't want your stupid descendants."

"You're looking for death!" The fat middle-aged man's face flicked, his eyes full of anger and murderous intention, but he was not irritated.In this prison, he knew what role the person could come in. He immediately took a deep breath, aimed at Du Dean's shoulder injury, his eyes flashed slightly, and suddenly lifted a foot to sweep out.

Whoosh!

The foot wind roared with great momentum.

Du Dian stared at him coldly, like a tiger with a bow on the ground, watching this foot sweep, his arms raised slightly.

Seeing him raise his arm, the fat middle-aged man's foot suddenly regained momentum. It was a feint!

Du Di'an's arm also fell.

Obese middle-aged people sneered secretly, fighting me?He raised his foot again, and it was another powerful foot.

Du Di'an saw him raise his feet, and his arms raised slightly.

The obese middle-aged man regained his feet again, which was another feint.

He walked a few steps, changed the angle, and continued to kick his feet. Likewise, this time it was still a feint.

In this way, all seven or eight consecutive feet are all feints. As the saying goes, there are only three things. With many consecutive feints, no one can be sure whether the other party is a real attack next time.The advantage of feinting is that every time you can deceive the opponent's concentrated defense, it is very physical and energy-consuming and patient.

A person is undefended and unprepared, and the injuries in both cases are almost different.

"Fat pig, can you do it!"

"The courage is so small, it is really fat and weak!"

The people in the other cell next door cheered, although the words were full of ridicule, but everyone secretly scolded the fat pig for its cunning, dealing with an injured devil, and also used this kind of tricks.

However, thinking of the previous jailer, everyone did not dare to despise Du Dean. On the first day of coming in, he let a jailer lie out. Such a character knows that it is extremely difficult to think about.

The obese middle-aged man was not influenced by others at all, and did not decide to actually attack because of the ridicule of others. However, his face was very angry, almost making other people watching him think he was really affected. It was hard to shoot, but after seeing another feint, everyone suddenly lost their temper and even ridicule was boring.

Another seven or eight consecutive feasts.

Du Di'an is defending every time, his breathing sound is getting heavier, maybe it's too tired. Sometimes when he sees a fat middle-aged man kicking, he is too lazy to defend.

In vain, the obese middle-aged man swam out almost in the same posture as before.

The moment he kicked out, the fat middle-aged man's small eyes showed a sense of murderous intent.

Everyone thought that this foot was a feint, and it would be withdrawn halfway through.However, this time it did not, but kicked directly on Du Di'an's shoulder, which made everyone feel awkward.

Du Dean, who had been breathing slightly, suddenly stopped breathing at this moment. His arm, which had almost been unable to lift before, was suddenly raised this time, as fast as lightning, and grasped the feet of fat middle-aged people as accurately as eagle claws. Pull out of the cell behind!

At this moment, all the talents suddenly noticed that Du Di'an's arm did not know when to reach out through the iron pillar of the cage!

And this pull directly pulled the feet of the obese middle-aged man from the middle of the steel column. The latter suddenly had a big split, and the body was unbalanced and fell to the ground.

The arm movement pulled the steel nail at the shoulder blade, and Du Dean clenched his teeth. He suddenly rushed out from the sitting position. When the other party fell, his left hand grabbed his hair and threw it to the ground.

Originally, under the penetration of the steel nail at the shoulder blade, his arms were not only painful, but also unable to exert energy. However, after the previous slow induction, Du Dean found that his left hand was still able to exert energy. Withdrawing several others, relying on the strength of the left hand!

The left hand was eroded by the cold crystal and had no consciousness. Although the internal muscles will still pull the steel nail at the shoulder blade during activity, they can exert the same strength as before, but the greater the eruption power, the greater the movement of the steel nail. , The pain will be heavier.

However, he knew that this was the hope he had to seize, and his strong desire to survive made his pain almost explode with a scalp, and he exploded into full strength.

Boom, the obese middle-aged man's forehead slammed on the ground, especially in a split posture, which made him almost faint, and his waist and spine and crotch pain made him want to yell, although he has done a lot of bad things, But it does not mean that he has suffered greatly.

Du Dean gritted his teeth and grabbed his hair, before he could grab it with his backhand, his fingers slammed out!

Two pops, almost at the same time, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were deeply inserted into the eyes of the obese middle-aged man. The two eyes were suddenly squeezed out, but Du Di'an's finger was reversed and clasped tightly. Live left and right swing.

"Ah-"

The obese middle-aged man was almost mad with pain and raised his arms to beat indiscriminately.

With a punch, he hit Du Dean's flanks, pulling the injuries caused by the previous torture. Du Dean's face was pale, and he saw his eyes were blind. He immediately released his fingers, stepped back a few steps, fell to the ground, and gasped.

His best chance before was to take the initiative to sneak attack while the other party was pretending to attack.

When a person is pretending to attack, it is also the time when his own sense of defense is weakest. However, he did not choose this better shot opportunity because he is really powerless to attack, the pain in the whole body, and the injury caused by torture on the foot will affect To his success rate of sneak attacks, so can only be counted.