Chapter 62: : Butcher was butchered
Before looking for Fang Bai, the butcher read Fang Bai’s information from "Black Panther" and knew that this medical student was not an ordinary person. He had easily defeated several bodyguards around Liu Yuanlong, and none of those bodyguards was his. Recruit the enemy.
The bodyguards around Liu Yuanlong have practiced kung fu. Although those kung fu are far from the real ancient martial arts, they are enough to make those bodyguards masters among ordinary people, but those masters were easily relieved by Fang Bai. Down.
The butcher concluded that Fang Bai, like himself, was an ancient martial artist.
Therefore, although the butcher was conceited, he did not despise Fang Bai. In the past, he used only two fists in most cases when facing the enemy, but this time he sacrificed a pig knife.
When he got close to Fang Bai and two feet away, the butcher's fat body suddenly fell to the ground, turning into a ball of meat rolling forward.
The speed of the butcher's scrolling was so fast that it was unimaginable.
When he rolled to Fang Bai's feet, the pig-killing knife in his hand turned into a sharp white glow, bursting through the air, and screaming towards Fang Bai's hamstrings.
If the hamstring is cut and cannot be connected in time, the feet will be useless.
For a warrior, a broken hamstring makes life worse than death.
The butcher's knife is not only fast, but also ruthless and accurate. As soon as the tip of the knife touches Fang Bai, Fang Bai's hamstring will break immediately.
From this it can be seen that the butcher has definitely done this kind of breaking the muscles and hamstrings more than once or twice, and has reached the point of perfection.
It may be that the butcher's shot was too fast for Fang Bai to react, until the tip of the pig-killing knife was less than two inches away from Fang Bai's hamstring, and Fang Bai hadn't made any dodge movements.
The butcher couldn't help being a little proud.
Before he shot, he saw Fang Bai's calm and relaxed look. He thought this battle was difficult to fight, so he went all out without reservation. He didn't expect the battle to be over in an instant, winning so easily.
Thinking of getting a generous reward after going back, the butcher couldn't help showing a smile.
However, before his smile could spread from the corner of his mouth, he froze there.
The killing pig knife did not cut Fang Bai's hamstrings as expected, but was stepped on the soles of Fang Bai's feet.
Fang Bai's right leg just lifted and dropped slightly, and stepped on the killing pig knife that was about to touch his skin.
The butcher was shocked, his left hand clenched into a fist, and he attacked Fang Bai's right leg that was stepping on the knife.
As long as Fang Bai moved his right leg, he would be able to pull out the pig-killing knife and continue to perform more fierce attacks.
Bang--
The butcher's fist hit Fang Bai's leg firmly, making a dull sound.
It should be a happy thing that the target was hit, but the butcher cried, tears and snot streaming.
The butcher's punch was almost full, and after hitting Fang Bai's leg, it seemed to hit a piece of steel, and the bone of his fist suddenly broke and the pain penetrated the bone.
Although the butcher's fist is very hard, it can break the stone, but when the stone collides with steel, the stone is destined to suffer.
Snapped--
There was another sound of broken bones.
The palm of the butcher holding the knife was also severely stepped on by Fang Bai.
In an instant, the butcher's hands were abolished.
In the intertwining of pain and fear, the butcher let out a screaming scream, the sound was like howling when a pig was killed.
Fang Bai stepped on the butcher's palm, making him unable to stand up, then squatted down, and asked in a soft voice: "I know you must be entrusted to make trouble for me. Tell me, that person who is it?"
The butcher was actually very stiff. Although his painful face was pale and his head was sweating profusely, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"Why is this?"
Fang Bai sighed: "As long as you speak out, I will let you go. Nothing has happened. If you refuse to say...then you have to continue to suffer."
"Bah! I'm not afraid of death if I walked over in the **** sea of corpses, what else? Come on, don't hesitate to use any means! If I frown, I'm not a hero!"
The butcher growled angrily.
Fang Bai "sneered" and said: "You can be lawless, but I can't! I'm still a student! Don't worry, I won't kill you. I am very reasonable. You have to abolish my hands. Feet, right? Well, I will follow the other way and return the body."
He picked up the butcher's pig knife, turned to the back of the butcher, dropped the knife in his hand, and broke the butcher's hamstrings.
With broken bones in both hands and broken hamstrings in both feet, the butcher has completely become a useless person.
The car blocking Fang Bai's retreat quickly turned around and left.
"You will get retribution!"
The butcher lay on the ground, his body twisted and struggling, his five senses squeezed together because of the pain, and he roared like crazy.
Fang Bai smiled and said, "You, a butcher, are not afraid of retribution, what am I afraid of?"
He tapped his toes, turned the butcher's body around, stretched out the index finger of his right hand, tapped on the butcher's chest, and guided a ray of innocence like a silver needle into one of the butcher's meridians.
If the true energy flows along the meridians, it will naturally benefit the martial artist.
But if the true energy flows back, the result will be the opposite.
At first, the butcher only felt that a stream of air flowed into his body, moving against the pulse in his body, although he was painful, he could bear it.
However, in a moment, the airflow changed into ten, ten, hundreds, and thousands, and the speed of the countercurrent was getting faster and faster, as if countless red steel needles were running through the internal organs.
The butcher couldn't help groaning in pain, and the sweat rolled down like peas, and a pool of human-shaped water soon appeared on the ground.
The butcher lived a life of licking blood with a knife head, beating and killing, and wounded countless, but any kind of pain he suffered before was less than one ten thousandth of what he is now.
If he could die, the butcher would rather die immediately than continue to suffer the pain of being burned on a raging fire.
"It's painful, isn't it?"
Fang Bai knelt beside the butcher and said with a smile: "Tell out who the messenger behind you is, so you don't have to suffer this kind of pain anymore..."
The butcher gritted his teeth for a while. During this period, he was unconscious several times, and was awakened several times by Fang Bai's special techniques, and finally collapsed.
"I am a member of the "Hungry Wolf Group"!"
The butcher's eyes were blood red, his eyes protruding, and he roared in pain: "It is the boss of the'Hungry Wolf Group' who told me to deal with you!"
"An obedient butcher is a good butcher."
Fang Bai laughed "haha" and asked a few more words in a low voice. After learning the information he wanted from the butcher, he strode away.
The butcher turned his back to the sky and let out a long sigh of relief.
After a while, the escaped car appeared on this small street again, slowly passing by the butcher, and then stopped on the side of the road ahead.
"Boss, the mission failed, the butcher was abolished by the opponent, and he seemed to have said something that shouldn't be said..."
A man in the car dialed a number with his mobile phone, Shen Shenghui reported.
There was a moment of silence on the phone, and then a hoarse voice came: "Since it's a waste, don't keep it."
"Understand the boss."