Zhao Wuliang snorted coldly, raised his arm, aimed at Hua Feihua's head that was exploring the hole, and raised his gun to shoot.

Crazy! Crazy!

Hua Fei rushed down like a falcon, and his body was filled with strong wind, and it rushed towards Zhao Wuliang with large pieces of rubble fragments, forcing Zhao Wuliang to retreat.

Hua Feihuaxuan flew up and jumped lightly, kicking Zhao Wuliang on the arm.

In the pain, Zhao Wuliang couldn't hold it, and his pistol fell to the ground with a "clang".

Zhao Wuliang shook his painful arm, took a slash of steps under his feet, clenched his fists and raised them in front of him quickly, and quickly pulled the distance to Hua Feihua.

At the same time, Fang Shisanniang shouted violently, her five fingers were hooked, as if the raptor was spreading its sharp claws, and she used her close-fitting grappling skills to get close to Hua Feihua's back.

Facing Zhao Wuliang and Fang Shisanniang's fight back and forth, Hua Feihua was calm and calm. She paused on the ground with her toes, and her whole body rose again. Her legs danced like a rotating windmill, and then straightened at the moment of falling, like a javelin stabbing out.

Zhao Wuliang raised his fist to fight, closed the door, and collided with Hua Feihua's kicks and legs, staggered and retreated!

A "bang" sounded, and a bench was lifted up by Hua Feihua, flipped in the air and crashed towards Fang Shisanniang.

Hua Feihua's figure fell to the ground, but she happened to stand in front of Song Mingjing. For such a small character, he didn't even bother to say anything, so he kicked Song Mingjing in the chest again.

"Be careful!" Zhao Wuliang shouted. Hua Feihua's strength was extraordinary. An ordinary person was kicked by him and he could not bear it. He wanted to rescue him, but it was too late.

"This kick...I can't hide!"

Song Mingjing watched the kick dilate in his pupils, and the agility of 1.7 was difficult to play. Even though he was mentally prepared, he really didn't expect that he would directly collide with Hua Feihua so quickly.

His plan and plan to hide behind the scenes cannot be said to be wrong, it can only be said that the thinking of the mad dog is really not something that normal people can predict.

Since I can't avoid it, I can only fight hard.

Song Mingjing's school spirit was not good at middle school, and it was just ordinary for students to fight, and there were often hooligans and gangsters outside the school. Some cowardly and honest students met such people and could only let bully and blackmail obediently.

And Song Mingjing’s choice is, one word, do it!

As a child who came out of the mountains, he seemed to have an indescribable tenacity and ruthlessness in his bones. After several ruthless actions, he was beaten a lot, but over time, no one dared to provoke him casually.

After entering society, his mediocre and boring work and life sucked his spirit and became increasingly with the flow.

But now Song Mingjing's heart was beating violently, and he clearly felt scared, but why did he feel extremely excited, as if something that had been silent for a long time in his muscles and bones came alive again.

Song Mingjing clenched his fist, waved his arm, and punched him.

Accompanied by the sound of the wind, Song Mingjing's fist and Hua Feihua's soles collided.

Bang!

When the fists and legs intersected, Song Mingjing felt the fists clattering, and a sharp pain like a heart-wrenching heart came. His body was unstable and he fell backwards shakingly. He couldn't help but reach out to support the wall, and then he stood up.

Hua Feihua's eyes were stunned, and her body was like a kite with broken strings. It was beaten several meters away, and it hit the other wall with a "bang".

Fang Shisanniang, Zhao Wuliang and others thought that Song Mingjing would be kicked by Hua Feihua to break the sternum, but they didn't expect that Hua Feihua would be knocked away by a punch. They all seemed to have known him again, staring at him in amazement.

To be honest, even Song Mingjing himself did not expect that this would be the result.

At this moment, his data is displayed in the small box: Strength 2.1 Agility 1.7 Physical 1.3 Spirit 1.0

When Hua Feihua appeared on the roof before, Song Mingjing didn't want to run away, but if he turned his back to Hua Feihua, he would probably immediately attract Hua Feihua's attention and become his living target.

He made a quick decision and Song Mingjing decisively increased the 18-point plot point he had just obtained to the strength, but when the strength increased from the original 0.8 to 2.1, he suddenly felt overwhelmed and had a congested swelling feeling, so uncomfortable that even his blood vessels were about to burst.

Song Mingjing quickly added the remaining points to the physical fitness item, which made him feel much better.

"But from this point of view, Hua Feihua's power is probably not yet broken by 2 points, far less than what I had originally guessed..."

Song Mingjing's thoughts flashed, and then he denied it himself.

"No! It's not that Hua Feihua is not strong enough. Perhaps it should be said that my ability to add some points is much more magical than I imagined."

It is incredible that others have worked hard to train the force that only takes ten or twenty years to have. He only needs to have enough plot points to cross this seemingly difficult barrier in an instant.

Of course, this time Hua Feihua didn't take him seriously and lost in competition with him. If he was not as good as Hua Feihua, who had been through many battles, he would still be solved in just a few tricks.

Hua Feihua hit the wall, but seemed to be injured. She turned over and jumped up, turned her head and stared at Song Mingjing. Her fierce eyes, like a wolf, showed an interest expression.

As if I found a toy for entertainment, I suddenly burst into laughter happily: "Hahaha! I didn't expect that in this small Fangjia Village, in addition to Fang Tianmiao and Fang Shisanniang, there was another person who could let me play with. It was interesting! It was so interesting."

"Madman! Go and die!"

Zhao Wuliang rolled on the spot, picked up the pistol that had fallen before and aimed at it. The Laughing Buddha in the other direction also raised his gun to shoot at the same time.

Puff puff! Puff puff!

Two pistols shot cross-fire, and the bullets shot. Hua Feihua jumped on the wall and kicked like a rabbit, knocked straight through the roof and flashed out.

All the bullets hit the wall, and did not hurt Hua Feihua a single hair.

However, Song Mingjing's eyes flashed and he keenly noticed that the leg that Hua Feihua had fisted with him was a little lame. No wonder he chose to retreat.

He knew that he would definitely be targeted by Hua Feihua in the future, but he was not afraid. The reason why he was afraid of Hua Feihua in the past was all due to the unknown. Now, when he really fought, he finally realized that Hua Feihua was not a monster. He would also be injured and die!

"It's him really. I didn't expect that Hua Feihua would be him!" Seeing Hua Feihua leave, You Dasheng took a long breath, his face was very complicated, he collapsed on the chair, muttering to himself.

"Boss, what do you mean?" Zhao Wuliang asked.
Chapter completed!