When the knee touches instantly, the absolute advantage collides with the absolute disadvantage.

But at the moment of the impact, Zhao Ziyang clearly felt his knee lighter, and then a weak sense of falling came. This was the cunning friction between flesh and flesh. When Long Xiaoqi collided with his knees, he deviated slightly, and slipped like a slight move to avoid violent frontal collisions.

But even this is useless. His body is still underneath, and Zhao Ziyang's knees will inevitably bump into him. But a strange scene arose. Long Xiaoqi's body, which was originally lying underneath, suddenly flipped over and rose from the side under absolute disadvantage. When he flipped up from the side, his body against Zhao Ziyang slid upwards, and instantly turned into Zhao Ziyang's position on Zhao Ziyang's back.

Zhao Ziyang was shocked. He really didn't expect Long Xiaoqi to be so agile. In the passiveness that he could not counterattack, he turned over and rose up like a kite.

In an instant, Zhao Ziyang supported the ground with his right hand and protected his head like lightning with his left hand. When he completed the defense between the ignition thunderstone, Long Xiaoqi, who was turning close to his back, fucked half of the wine bottle and pierced hard into his left waist.

"puff!"

The glass penetrated deeply, and blood flowed.

"Um!"

Zhao Ziyang groaned and rolled forward with a loud bang, trying to pull off Long Xiaoqi who was sticking to his back. His degree was very fast and his reaction was amazing, but when he rolled forward, Long Xiaoqi thought that he pressed his back with his hands and jumped into the air above the front, followed by Zhao Ziyang's roll.

When a roll was completed and Zhao Ziyang was still half lying on the ground, Long Xiaoqi fell from above and pressed him on the other party's back again, fucking the bloody half of the wine bottle and stabbing Zhao Ziyang's right waist.

"puff!"

The bright red blood gushed out with the inlet and piercing of the glass, but after being pulled out, the wound will immediately recover to the naked eye.

"roar!"

After being traumatized continuously, Zhao Ziyang raised his head and roared with anger, and immediately jumped up and lie backward, trying to get rid of Long Xiaoqi who was sticking to his back.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff…"

Long Xiaoqi, who had an angry face, stabbed into Zhao Ziyang's body again and again. The blood gushed out dyed half of Zhao Ziyang's body red and turned him into half a bloody man.

"Bang!"

Zhao Ziyang lies on his back and wants to get rid of Long Xiaoqi's entanglement, but the problem is that Long Xiaoqi doesn't let go at all. He tied his neck tightly from behind, and half of the wine bottle in his right hand poked him wildly, even if he was the cushion to withstand the heavy impact force.

"roll!"

Zhao Ziyang slammed Long Xiaoqi's face with an elbow, then grabbed Long Xiaoqi's arm, strangled his neck and spread it hard, regaining freedom. After gaining freedom, he immediately jumped up.

But a scene that made him collapse appeared. He jumped up, and Long Xiaoqi also jumped up, still pressing against his back, fucking the bloody half-blade of wine bottle into his body again.

It’s like the unjust soul that never disperses. No matter what you do, Long Xiaoqi is behind you and slashing hard from behind. It is because of Zhao Ziyang’s special body. If he were a normal person, after so many fatal stabs, he would have died long ago.

Zhao Ziyang was extremely furious, but there was no good idea; Long Xiaoqi looked vicious and had a vicious and fierce light in his eyes. He pressed against Zhao Ziyang like a ghost, and whenever he had the chance, he would poke it in a bottle of wine.

"drink!"

Zhao Ziyang shouted loudly, and his body turned 270 degrees, and rushed towards Long Xiaoqi who was staying behind him. However... at the moment when he turned 270 degrees, Long Xiaoqi also turned 270 degrees, and he stabbed a bottle of wine into Zhao Ziyang's body.

"Long Xiaoqi, I, you uncle, do you dare to fight head-on? " Zhao Ziyang cursed angrily: "What's the point of keeping huddling behind me? Stand out for me, let's fight face-to-face! If you are still a man, if you are still a leader!!!"

"I'm a woman!" Long Xiaoqi stabbed Zhao Ziyang again and said coldly: "What can you do if you say I'm a woman? I won't burst your anus!"

Shameless! Despicable! Vulgar!

Zhao Ziyang has seen too many powerful opponents, but he has never seen such shameless and vulgar things as Long Xiaoqi. This guy is hidden behind you. No matter how you move, he always sticks to your back like a maggot with bones. He can't get rid of it, can't be beaten away, and is wrapped tightly. He is completely a terrifying ghost.

"boom!"

Zhao Ziyang ran forward, and the degree that ordinary people could not overcome made him look like a flash of lightning. Since he couldn't get rid of this, he would use the degree to drop Long Xiaoqi down. In terms of degree, Zhao Ziyang was extremely confident. If he wanted to escape, no one would catch up with him.

"Swoosh!"

In the moment when Zhao Ziyang changed his playing style, Long Xiaoqi also charged forward, and continued to stubbornly sneer Zhao Ziyang's speed, Long Xiaoqi's speed was as fast as he was!

To be honest, at this time, except for the first moment when Zhao Ziyang punched Long Xiaoqi until he vomited blood, he did not fall any good. And the more he hit, the more scared he became. The more he hit, the more frightened he became. He couldn't figure out where this Long Xiaoqi learned such as such assassination skills.

The strength is average, Zhao Ziyang is sure of this. If he had enough strength, he would never have been hit by himself and vomited blood at the beginning. He had an absolute advantage, which already shows the difference between the two in strength. But the problem is that the poor strength is like a ghost, and he is stubborn and worried.

Assassin, this is the most vicious and cunning real assassin!

"roar!"

"Bang!"

Accompanied by the roar, Zhao Ziyang, who was running forward, punched the decorative marble pillar. Suddenly, he was hit hard. The marble pillar, which was not very stable, collapsed downwards and hit Zhao Ziyang and Long Xiaoqi.

"drink!"

"Bang!"

With another loud shout, Zhao Ziyang punched the collapsed marble pillar, and the blood in his right fist was poured out, and he frantically knocked the marble pillar to break a crack and then broke it out.

"call!"

Most of the stone pillars smashed towards Long Xiaoqi, forcing him to dodge to the side and give up his continued attack on Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang showed a grim smile on his face, and held the broken marble pillar in his hands, swept towards Long Xiaoqi with an absolute force of force.

"I am a grass monster!" Long Xiaoqi's eyes widened.
Chapter completed!