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Chapter 8 It’s not that the opponent is too weak, but that I am too strong

The sound was not loud, but it fell into Du Beiding's ears very clearly.

He opened his eyes suddenly, quickly turned over and got out of bed like a monkey, and sprinted to the door with bare feet without making any sound.

Through the gap between the doors, you can clearly see the yard under the slanting moonlight.

The two men in black walked side by side on tiptoe, as if they had a goal, and they stopped all the way until they reached the window coffin of Du Beidian's room.

"Who are these two guys?"

Du Beidian frowned and clenched his fingers.

Although he didn't know the identities and origins of these two people, they sneakily climbed over the wall in the middle of the night, obviously with bad intentions.

really.

After a while, a finger-thick light green bamboo tube broke through the paper window, exposing a small part.

Wisps of pale white smoke began to rise from the mouth of the dark bamboo tube.

See here.

Du Beiding expressionlessly took off the towel hanging on the wall, walked to the edge of the water tank, lightly dipped some water in it, lightly covered his mouth and nose with the wet towel, and walked back to the water tank. Go back to the door side.

Smoothly, he picked up the woodcutter placed in the corner of the door.

The smoke billowed out from the bamboo tube for a while, and then muffled conversations came from outside the window.

"You should have completely 'slept', right?"

"Nonsense, this is an aggravated dose of drugs.

It's time to start, but remember to move neatly and leave no traces. "

"I know. By the way, why does this kid need the two of us to work together? Didn't everyone else solve it alone?"

"This boy is not weak in strength. When we fought before, it was easy to defeat one against many.

Just in case, I deliberately called one more person this time to deal with emergencies. "

While talking, the wooden door was gently pushed open.

Under the moonlight, the two of them crouched down and walked slowly into the house.

It was dark inside, and only a few vague tables and chairs could be seen vaguely, as well as the quilts raised on the bed.

"This kid is really sleeping well."

The speaker was a woman, holding a short knife in her hand and just taking a step forward.

In the darkness beside the door, a slightly rusty woodcutter suddenly swung down quickly.

A breeze blew up in the air.

Before the woman could react to what happened, she felt something fall on her neck.

next second.

"Click".

The crisp sound of broken bones immediately resounded throughout the room, and the entire head flew straight out, falling to the ground and rolling several times.

Blood spurted out and splashed all over the floor.

Hot blood spread all over his face.

The man next to the woman was just about to light the huozhezi when he was frightened by this sudden scene and stopped, and his eyes quickly moved to the woman's side.

Then he saw the woman's headless body lying on the ground.

In the darkness beside the door, a vague silhouette of a figure stood, holding a bloody woodcutter in his hand.

If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even notice it!
"This kid was not stunned!"

The man's eyes widened.

He saw that the woodcutter was about to hit him.

Without thinking, the man suddenly threw out a handful of white powder, then turned around and ran away.

Being given a handful of drugs in front of him, Du Beiding didn't feel much of the impact. After all, his mouth and nose were still covered with wet towels.

He rushed out quickly with a woodcutter in hand to follow.

As soon as they arrived at the yard, they saw that the man had run five or six meters away and was about to arrive near the stone wall of the yard. "The speed is quite fast. Is he a good leg practitioner?"

Du Beiding noticed that the man's legs were tied up with bandages and were bulging.

And he can jump a large distance with every step he takes, his speed is much faster than ordinary people, and his muscle strength is very obvious.

The man's performance suddenly made Du Beiting's eyes become extremely enthusiastic and excited.

He sprinted out with all his strength.

At the same time, he threw the woodcutter in his hand hard and threw it straight in the direction of the man.

There was a slight crackling sound behind his head.

Men dare not trust others.

He turned his head slightly, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw a woodcutter whizzing through the air.

"damn it!"

Running at full speed, he could only slow down, stop abruptly, and move his body to the side to avoid the attack of the woodcutter.

Du Beiting took advantage of this gap and rushed in front of the man.

He stomped the ground with the sole of his foot, jumped into the air, and struck the man in the face with a Superman punch.

"The door is wide open. What is this kid thinking? Does he really think I'm weak?"

The man had been frightened by Du Bei's behavior in the room.

Now that he saw his flaw, a hint of joy could not help but appear in his eyes.

Without saying a word, he hit Du Bei's lower body with a high whip and severely shaved it off.

The speed was so fast that only a blurry afterimage could be seen vaguely.

Available in the next second.

Du Beiting's fist suddenly opened, his fingers formed into palms, he lowered his fist and grabbed the man's ankle at a tricky angle.

"despair!"

The man's right leg paused in the air, and was intercepted in mid-air by Du Beizhan's wrench. He could not move forward or backward even half an inch, as if it was clamped by iron vices.

There was a terrifying force of squeezing, and just the grip from one palm seemed to cut off his ankle alive.

The skin on the legs had cracks and blood stains.

"Fuck! Fuck! This, this strength is not right!" The only eyes exposed from the mask were full of shock and horror.

He stared intently at Du Beiding, who looked enthusiastic and inexplicably excited, and a chill instantly spread from his spine to his whole body.

"This is the power that only those who have completed accumulating blood can possess!"

This situation shocked him.

He quickly took advantage of the situation and flew into the air, using his waist to exert force in the air.

The other leg was straight, and the tip of the toe poked Du Beidian's eyeball with fierce force.

If an ordinary person were to receive this blow, their eyeballs would definitely be in danger.

But the next second, Du Beiting's other hand reached out like lightning, clasped his ankle, and intercepted the man's attack again.

"What's going on? Is this person so weak?" Du Beiding, who had already landed on his feet, frowned.

At first he saw that this man was an expert in leg training, so Du Beiting deliberately used all his strength to fight against the enemy.

But he didn't expect that this man was ridiculously weak, and his two attacks had no lethality at all.

From Du Beiting's point of view, his leg skills are not particularly powerful. He can block them easily and feels no different from a chicken.

"wrong."

Du Beiting seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed slightly, "It's probably not that my opponent is too weak, but that I am too strong.

I have now completed a blood accumulation.

Ordinary gang members are no match for me.

What's more, this person's leg skills seemed to be extremely rough, and he couldn't even use the basic steps. "

(End of this chapter)