Chapter 775 (1/2)
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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.