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Although everyone has the dignity to live, there are also those who are shameless, such as Xue Si is a representative of shamelessness.

If this person is really a wicked person, if you want him to live, heaven will not tolerate it.

Groups of small ruffians waved machetes and rushed towards Ye Shaofeng. Although Ye Shaofeng is the best major general of the dragon group, although when he was on a mission in South Asia, he killed ten strong black men with daggers with his bare hands in the underground black boxing arena.

However, after all, there are now more than thirty people carrying machetes to surround themselves, and some of those who dare to play with their lives even if they are knocked down by a knife, it doesn't take long for them to recover their strength, and they will get up again and continue to greet Ye Shaofeng with machetes.

In the process of fighting, Ye Shaofeng assessed the difference in strength between himself and the other party. I feel that if I want to defeat these thirty people, unless I am willing to kill them and kill one or two of them, so that they can retreat in the face of difficulties, otherwise, these people will know that Ye Shaofeng will not want their lives, so they will rush up even harder.

The word "killing" once again appeared in Ye Shaofeng's mind, once he had the idea of killing, then this person would be unstoppable.

Sometimes, doing something is not something you want to do, but you are forced to do it. It's like these people were forced by society to be ruffians and hooligans, and Ye Shaofeng at this moment was also forced by them to kill people.

Kill whom? Kill their heads, of course. That flaunting Xue Si, at this moment, this kid was in the crowd, shouting, and running up from time to time to find an opportunity to cut Ye Shaofeng.

Xue Si really wanted Ye Shaofeng's life, and Ye Shaofeng also wanted him to taste the fear of death.

Ye Shaofeng deliberately exposed his flaws, waiting for Xue Si to rush over. Xue Si, the tiger, really took the bait, and when he saw Ye Shaofeng with his back to him, he squeezed past a group of little ruffians, and slashed down at Ye Shaofeng's back with a knife.

This was Ye Shaofeng's plan, he deliberately turned his back to Xue Si, the purpose was to let Xue Si chase after him and cut him.

Ye Shaofeng stabbed out a few thorns in a row, stabbing down the ruffians who surrounded him in front of him. At this time, Xue Si's machete was already whistling towards the back of his head.

Seeing that the blade was about to chop on the back of Ye Shaofeng's head, it was too late to say that it was too late. Ye Shaofeng suddenly turned around, one by one, and the spear stabbed into Xue Si's face impartially.

The thorn head went down the mouth, jumped up, and stabbed directly into Xue Si's brain, followed by it, and stabbed out along the back of the head.

It was just a moment of light and shadow, and Xue Si stood upright in place, his eyes were still staring hideously, and his face still had the crazy expression of wanting to chop Ye Shaofeng to death just now.

But the machete he was holding high had already fallen, and instead of falling to Ye Shaofeng's head, it fell to the ground.

Xue Si died, standing dead, and was directly stabbed to death by Ye Shaofeng.

The spear stabbed down the mouth, penetrated the brain, and directly brain died.

The corpse stood in place, because Ye Shaofeng's spear had not yet been pulled out.

Ye Shaofeng shouted, "Ah! ”。

The spear stab was pulled out, there was not the slightest blood on the stabbing blade, the real sharp treasure knife, there would be no blood on it, the blood flowed out along the blood groove of the blade, dripping on the ground, the stabbing blade was bright and sharp, and the cold light was still pressing.

Ye Shaofeng splashed a few drops of blood on his face, not much, wiped it with his sleeve, and the blood touched his face.

Xue Si's body fell down with a bang, and a group of hooligan brothers were stunned, the chaos just now stopped, and in an instant, the crowd became orderly. No more roaring, no invective, no sound of metal crashing.

In the middle of the night, it was quiet again, and only a pair of dumbfounded eyes remained, and they forgot to even blink, just because they hadn't reacted yet.

His own boss died like this. It looked miserable, the brains were mixed with blood and had already flowed all over the ground, and the younger brothers didn't even dare to take a second look.

These hooligans and ruffians think that people will die today, but the dead people should be Ye Shaofeng. At this time, the person who was about to be killed stood in place, his waist straight, and his righteousness was awe-inspiring. The person responsible for the murder lay on the ground, whimpering for his life.

Is this Ye Shaofeng's martial arts, or does he deserve Xue Si's crimes?

"Who wants to die!" Ye Shaofeng was carrying a sharp thorn in his hand, and his blood-red eyes scanned the gang of hooligans and ruffians around him.

No one dared to speak, no one dared to move, they were afraid of the thorn in Ye Shaofeng's hand, afraid that they would rush forward and die worse than the boss.

The boss was dead, dead in an instant, and although it changed quickly, it had become a fact, a fact that they had to accept.

The eldest brother is dead, and there is no benefit in the slightest for the younger brothers to fight. What revenge, what shame, that is Xue Si's life. Now that he is dead, those high-sounding reasons can already be forgotten.

And now what we have to do is to leave, go as far as possible, and go as fast as possible. These ruffians knew that the real killer demon king was not themselves, not Xue Si, but the young man in front of them, this young man who could stab their boss to death with just one blow. The sharpness of his eyes was the call of death, the gateway to hell.

"Damn, withdraw!" I don't know who shouted, and a group of people suddenly scattered and fled, and the three gold cups were all left behind, and it was too late to drive. The degree to which they escaped was ten times faster than the degree that they had rushed down to surround Ye Shaofeng just now.

He put away the thorns, looked at the corpse on the ground, then looked back at the owner of the teahouse, patted him for thirty yuan, and said, "This is the tea money, and the money I broke one of your teacups." Your mare's milk tea here tastes good, and I will come back often in the future. By the way, call the police, just say that Xue Si is dead. ”

After speaking, Ye Shaofeng waved his sleeves and left, and after Ye Shaofeng walked out of more than thirty meters, he heard a heart-rending exclamation from behind: "Murder!" Killed! Dead man......"

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