Chapter 662 (2/2)
The pistol fell to the ground, and the little five men rushed to the place where the pistol fell almost at the same time.
”Pa!!”
The middle-aged man just touched the pistol with his left hand.
”Grass Mud Horse!!”
Little five shouted, then directly picked up chopsticks and ran down the middle-aged man's wrist.
”Puff!!”
Chopsticks were inserted directly into the wrist of the middle-aged man.
“……”
The middle-aged man took the pistol with his teeth, and then pulled down the chopsticks on his wrist.
”Fuck you!”
Little five kicked the middle-aged man in the chest, and then kicked the pistol.
”Drop it... Drop it...”
Blood flowed down the middle-aged man's wrist. The middle-aged man bit his teeth and looked at Xiao Wu.
”What do you do?”
Little five asked.
”Kill you!!”
”It's not enough for you. I'll tell you!!”
”If it's enough, you have to try!!”
The middle-aged man shouted, then accelerated and rushed to Xiao Wu again.
”Bang bang!!”
Two people without weapons can only carry out the most primitive close combat. The physical quality of the middle-aged is very excellent. Although Xiao Wu is young, his combat experience is no better than that of the middle-aged. A child who can kill from the age of eight. In this case, he only has the desire to kill and doesn't know what fear is!!
”Fuck NIMA!!” Xiao Wu tried his best and put his foot directly on the middle-aged man's chest.
”Rush...”
The middle-aged man took the foot and made a stuffy noise in his mouth.
”Grass Mud Horse, it's fucking forbidden to fight...”
Xiao Wu wiped his mouth and scolded in a low voice.
”Fuck you!”
The middle-aged man raised his leg and put it directly on Xiao Wu's chest. The middle-aged man kicked it directly from the ground to the sofa.
”Gudong!!”
”Puff...”
Little five fell on the bed and spewed a mouthful of blood directly from his mouth!!
”Grass Mud Horse, three-year singles champion, I'm fucking playing with you...”
The middle-aged man strode to Xiao Wu's side, then grabbed Xiao Wu's hair and tried his right leg. The air seemed to freeze.
”Bang!!”
With a dull noise, the middle-aged man's knee directly pressed on Xiao Wu's head.
”Puff...”
Little five is another mouthful of blood.
”Grass Mud Horse, still can't fight?”
The middle-aged dragged Xiao Wu's head and shouted.
”Fuck you... You... You!! you're fucking finished...”
Little five looked at the middle-aged man intermittently and shouted.
”Grass Mud Horse, you didn't know where to light the basket when I killed!!”
The middle-aged man yelled, then released his right hand holding Xiao Wu's hair, and then turned and ran to the pistol on the ground.
”Grass Mud Horse, you kill me!”
At this time, Xiao Wu was still shouting. He was unconvinced from his heart.
”I won't fucking kill you. What am I doing here?”
The middle-aged man replied with staring eyes, then bent down and picked up the pistol on the ground.