The Road to Slaying God

Something wrong with Zhang Yang made Lu Fei not want to procrastinate. His goal was not Zhang Yang, but a man in a suit not far behind Zhang Yang. The man's suit was bulging, and there must be something like a gun. Forced to retreat to the side of the big man, he has a good chance of grabbing the pistol. As long as he extinguishes the light bulb in the warehouse, he has a chance to run out. If not, he can hold Xiao Yuanxing hostage...

Zhang Yang is just one of his prey, a prey with a little use value!

Lu Fei's expression did not change at all, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Yang. This time, he did not sprint, but approached Zhang Yang step by step.

Ten steps!

Five steps!

...

Awesome!

Lu Fei accelerated and kicked Zhang Yang's chest... with a loud sound of "Peng!", that vigorous kick hit Zhang Yang's raised arm, and the huge impact made Zhang Yang's body fly in the air. Hit a roll.

With a sound of "Boom!", Zhang Yang's body hit the ground heavily, but Lu Fei was very disappointed. For a moment, Zhang Yang seemed to have changed his angle. Although he was kicked far away, the direction was away from the man in the suit. There are still more than ten meters away, compared with the beginning, it is farther.

"Peng!"

Just as Zhang Yang stood up, Lu Fei kicked Zhang Yang's face again. Although Zhang Yang's palms blocked the lightning kick, the back of his hand still hit his face, and his body was kicked on the ground again, his nose It's starting to bleed...

Looking at the place where Zhang Yang landed, Lu Fei was a little annoyed. Every time Zhang Yang fell to the ground, it seemed to be in a circular arc shape, using his striking force to move his body within a certain range, always keeping a safe distance from the man in the suit. .

Did he notice it?

Looking at Zhang Yang who was squirming on the ground and adjusting his position, Lu Fei vaguely felt that Zhang Yang had already read his thoughts.

Thinking of this, a cruel smile flashed across Lu Fei's mouth, since you don't cooperate, I will make you cooperate!

As he was thinking, Lu Fei's speed suddenly accelerated, and his fists and feet rained down on Zhang Yang. The battle began to become fierce. In fact, Zhang Yang had no chance of repaying it. After being knocked down, Liu Biao couldn't bear to watch it anymore. This is not a level battle.

Lu Fei also became more and more crazy, his eyes were red, and he had almost forgotten the purpose of the beginning, because although Zhang Yang was knocked down countless times, he always kept a distance from the man in the suit, although he occasionally got closer, but he fell. Even if Zhang Yang crawled on the ground, he would crawl away a little bit, and Lu Fei had no choice.

What made Lu Fei unable to control his rage the most was that he seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact, every punch and every kick he made hit Zhang Yang's arms and palms, and he couldn't hit Zhang Yang's deadly parts at all. No matter how fast his punches are, Zhang Yang's arms and palms are always waiting for him in advance...

Zhang Yang's hair is disheveled, his body is covered in dust, the sleeves on his arms have already been shattered, revealing a pair of swollen and bruised arms, but his eyes are always bright, like a wolf hunting alone in the wilderness ...

As time passed, Lu Fei's attack became more and more intense. It was like a perpetual motion machine. At the moment when everyone thought Zhang Yang couldn't get up, Zhang Yang suddenly stood up and started counting... …

"One punch!"

"Two punches!"

"Three punches!"

...

Zhang Yang's trembling voice was very strange in the warehouse, everyone looked at Zhang Yang with a dumb expression, they didn't understand why Zhang Yang was counting at this time.

With every punch, Zhang Yang was knocked to the ground by Lu Fei, or took a few steps back.

Just when Zhang Yang counted to nine, Lu Fei walked towards Zhang Yang slowly like a regional demon god, his eyes were blood red, full of tyranny, and the vicious look made the surrounding big men palpitate.

"Peng!" Lu Fei punched Zhang Yang firmly in the chest. Surprisingly, Zhang Yang's body did not fall to the ground as before, but stood motionless, and even Lu Fei came over with a punch At the time, he didn't even move his arm.

When Lu Fei's fist hit Zhang Yang's chest, their bodies seemed to freeze, and Lu Fei's fist was still on Zhang Yang's chest.

"ten!"

Zhang Yang shouted after sighing softly.

As soon as the voice fell, a miracle happened, as if Zhang Yang's voice was full of magic power, Lu Fei's body collapsed to the ground as if he had no bones.

The warehouse was extremely quiet, only Lu Fei's heavy breathing was heard.

Everyone looked in shock at Zhang Yang standing in the middle. No one understood what had happened. It was too weird. Lu Fei, who had clearly had the upper hand, was now like an eggplant beaten by frost. Although Zhang Yang was dressed in a He was extremely embarrassed, but he still stood upright.

Obviously, the winner is Zhang Yang!

"Take it away!" Xiao Yuanxing, who was sitting on the chair, waved his hand blankly.

Immediately, the two big men walked up to the already collapsed Lu Fei, and walked out like dragging a lifeless sack... Seeing Lu Fei being dragged away, Zhang Yang opened his mouth, but finally remained silent. He has no hatred for Lu Fei, on the contrary, there are more elements of pity and sympathy, but here, he has no right to decide Lu Fei's life and death. Judging from Xiao Yuanxing's arrangement, Lu Fei's death is a foregone conclusion. People can change.

In fact, Lu Fei's death had nothing to do with Liu Biao. Now, when Xiao Yuanxing discovered Lu Fei's purpose, Liu Biao and Zhang Yang became outsiders instead.

"Wait..." Lu Fei, who was being dragged by the big man, yelled weakly, if it wasn't for the quietness of the warehouse, he could hardly have heard it.

The two big men looked back at Xiao Yuanxing and stopped.

"How do you do it?"

Lu Fei's face was morbidly pale, and his anger was like a thread. The crazy attack just now had exhausted his last bit of strength.

Zhang Yang glanced at the people around him, shook his head and remained silent.

"Hehe, let me lose clearly. Although you and I don't have close friends, we are the same kind of people. The only difference is that you are born better than me, luckier than me. I know, you don't want to be in front of them." How about exposing your true strength, so that if you tell me, I will tell you a secret that is related to your life?" Lu Fei seemed to see through Zhang Yang's thoughts.

"A secret related to my life?" Zhang Yang's pupils constricted impressively.

"Yes, I think, to be precise, it should be your life and Liu Biao's life." Lu Fei's eyes flashed a strange light.

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