Chapter 775

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Wang Peng's knife stabbed on the ground, and he stabbed it on the ground along Zhiyong's neck.

This scene was quite incomprehensible to the people present.

Why?

Why is it so close that Wang Peng's knife can still be crooked?

This is illogical!

Could it be that what happened?

Wang Peng's body seemed to be struck by thunder. He couldn't move for a long time. He was straight and stunned there.

The pain limited his movement and halved his strength.

Coupled with the loss of physical strength, Wang Peng immediately lost the upper hand.

He struggled and wanted to give Zhiyong another knife, but before he picked up the knife, Zhiyong's hand hurt his neck.

Whoosh~

Zhiyong turned over flexibly and pressed Wang Peng under him.

Anyway, Zhiyong doesn't look like he was hurt.

That arm is very flexible.

In fact, Wang Peng should not have lost Zhiyong. He lost when he lost. He had little experience in the Jianghu. He thought Zhiyong ran away, but he was really afraid. He thought that if Zhiyong ran away, he could kill Zhiyong as long as he caught up with him.

But in fact, these are all Zhiyong's tricks, which he used to confuse Wang Peng.

Secondly, Wang Peng is too young and has poor pain tolerance.

He was also injured, but Zhiyong could hold back, as if nothing had happened. After finishing the plane, he went to deal with the wound, but Wang Peng couldn't help it. He had no strength for a long time.

Now Wang Peng finally knows, but it's too late.

One move goes wrong and everyone loses!

The people in the field exclaimed. They saw that Wang Peng was injured!

At the root of his thigh, Zhiyong gave him a knife!

No wonder!

No wonder Wang Peng lost all his strength. No wonder Zhiyong kept running just now! It's a dirty move. It's fucking insidious!

At that moment, Wang Peng must have no room for resistance. No wonder he will be caught!

People who have been injured know that the internal measurement of the thigh is particularly sensitive. If you get a knife, it will certainly make people fall in a painful cold sweat.

I don't blame Wang Peng for not holding back.

This is not what ordinary people can resist.

At this time, Zhiyong, regardless of Wang Peng's life or death, arrogantly rode on Wang Peng and looked down on him. He was thinking, where should we start to let Wang Peng die in pain!

This time, Wang Peng and Zhiyong both moved to kill each other. They both wanted to kill each other!

This show is for people on the road, so you must be cruel!

"Aren't you bangse? Grass!" Zhiyong was so arrogant that he smiled at Wang Peng.

"I. grass. You. Mom!" Wang Peng refused at all and said word by word.

"I'll let you grass!" Zhiyong swished and pulled out the dagger stuck in Wang Peng's leg.

"Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" Wang Peng shouted in pain.

The pain was unbearable. He couldn't help it at all.

Pulling it out is much more painful than inserting it when he was injured. Moreover, Zhiyong pulling out this knife almost sentenced Wang Peng to death. If he doesn't hurry to the hospital in a short time, Wang Peng must have lost too much blood and died.

Zhiyong's knife was inserted into Wang Peng's artery.

Blood flowed out.

But Zhiyong didn't care. He raised his knife and stabbed Wang Peng in the chest.

That's where Wang Peng stabbed him just now!

Zhiyong, I'm going to kill Wang Peng now!

Click!

Seeing that Wang Peng's life was at stake, he didn't care. He held a dagger and plunged into Zhiyong at the same time!

This knife was also directed at his chest!

Wang Peng, crazy!

He thought he might be killed by Zhiyong this time. He simply fought with him. Even if he couldn't kill Zhiyong, he would let him sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life! At that moment, Wang Peng was not afraid of life and death!

This is really terrible!

Whoosh~

At the critical moment, Zhiyong dodged the knife. Wang Peng's knife pierced his shoulder, only a few centimeters from the wound just now. His knife also pierced Wang Peng's arm.

Wang Peng gritted his teeth, pulled it out and was ready to stab!

Zhiyong also gritted his teeth and pulled out the tip of the knife.

Just then, Zhiyong's body suddenly tilted and was kicked down.

It was Wang Peng who kicked Zhiyong down. The boy practiced sports and was known as the brother of one foot. When fighting, he basically put down one person with one foot. The foot given to Zhiyong is light.

Just now, when Zhiyong pressed Wang Peng on the ground, they rushed here. Although Wang Peng told them not to intervene, it was based on the fact that Wang Peng had the upper hand. Now it seems that he will be killed by Lao Yan. Can they not worry?

No matter what, we can't let Wang Peng have an accident!

The man took the lead, and Zhiyong and Wang Peng's people immediately scuffled together.

However, these people of Zhiyong basically had no combat effectiveness. They were defeated after a while, and finally ended up with Zhiyong running away with people.

After that, brother Yijiao went to see Wang Peng and found that he had fainted.

They sent Wang Peng to the nearest hospital.

One by one, they were still in shock.

Wang Peng did a great job in this show, but the result was not good at all. Although Zhiyong played fraud first, no one said there were site restrictions and no one was allowed to run before the fight, but you Wang Peng's people shot first. It's not about Jianghu morality.

Everyone will look down on Wang Peng.

Wang Peng seems to have won this battle, but the victory is so difficult and oppressive.

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"Brother Yong, either go to the hospital to have a look!" after Zhiyong ran, he didn't go to the hospital at all, but casually bandaged himself and was ready to go back to recover. This small injury was not painful for him.

But the little brother next to him was a little worried when he saw him like this.

Blood, but it's always flowing.

Zhiyong's arms have turned red.

"Grass, what is this? Don't go to the hospital!"

Zhiyong shook his head and lit a cigarette.

In fact, he also hurts, but he has to bear it.

The little brother didn't say anything, but he was going to the hospital. When he was working with Wang Peng just now, he was punched in the head. Although it wasn't serious, he was still going to get a tetanus bandage.

He's not like Zhiyong. He's made of iron.

"Grass, one by one, all fucking suck!" Zhi Yong looked at the people behind him who hung up the color. He didn't feel angry. He thought that if they hadn't dragged his hind legs, if they hadn't been able to give them any strength, he would have gone over in person and knocked Wang Peng's two legs off after running Wang Peng away.

Who made him talk wildly?

But a person's strength is not good after all. He is not Superman. A person can't beat so many people. In the end, he can only be defeated.

But he was not convinced.

He thought for a moment and said to a person around him, "come here and find out which hospital Wang Peng is in!"