At this time, Fatty Lu looked a little funny and even more sad, like a jumping frog struggling in a pan.

The scarred man was a little far away, but he moved the fastest. He followed him two steps, raised his foot from behind, and kicked his hard-headed military boots to the fat man's fat big butt.

Fatty Lu just rushed to the front of the kitchen door, and kicked the scarred man with his butt. His body lost balance and he pounced forward slanted.

His head hit the door frame with a thump, his head was bleeding, he leaned softly to the ground, his cheeks slid down against the door frame, and his red blood marks were revealed.

The fat man rolled a little longer and lay flat on the ground, with his upper body in the kitchen and his lower body in the main room.

The will to survive failed to make the fat man super amazing. He was still completely knocked down with one kick and had no power to resist.

Fatty Lu reluctantly looked up in despair and looked forward with fear and begging eyes.

Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eyes and vaguely thought he had read it wrong.

He glared again, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the other side of the front door of the kitchen with an incredible face.

He saw Shen Chong hiding here.

Fortunately, the scarred man did not notice the fat man's abnormality, but turned around and took the dagger from the thin middle-aged man behind him, spitting at the unconscious Fat Man Lu on the ground, "Run? Run? Run again the fuck!"

Then, the scarred man bent down, waved the dagger, and stabbed Fatty Lu's neck neatly.

The man's movements are extremely straightforward and neat, without any delay, steady, accurate and ruthless.

The blade of the dagger's cold light shining turned into a flowing light and pierced away.

But the scarred man's plan failed. He moved faster, and Shen Chong moved faster.

An iron hand suddenly stretched out from the other side behind the door.

This is Shen Chong's left hand, and he will first catch the scarred man's wrist holding the knife.

The scarred man was frightened and angry, subconsciously trying to break free, but he couldn't succeed.

The next moment, Shen Chong took a wrong step forward and stood at the door of the kitchen. His right fist with an iron fist thrust from bottom to top towards the scarred man's throat with a whirring sound of wind.

The scarred man tried to retreat, and at the same time turned to look at the person coming.

A cold face is close at hand.

"die!"

Shen Chong suddenly roared, and a terrifying force hit the scar-faced man's neck.

The scar-faced man who has been through the battlefield can't bear to use Shen Chong's iron fist. After all, the bench press power is 150 kilograms and the explosion skills of professional boxers.

Shen Chong's top 75kg Sanda player in his previous life, a champion of many national competitions, Liu Hailong, known as Liu Le's Strike, has a bench press force of only 100kg.

Putting aside practical skills, Shen Chong's punch is equivalent to one and a half Liu Hailong!

A severe pain in his throat came, and the scarred man almost felt that his neck was broken.

If he hadn't been well-trained, had good personal strength, had poor knowledge, tightened his muscles in time, dodged a little, and avoided the vital points of Adam's apple, he would have died on the spot.

In the pain, the scarred man squeezed the dagger's right hand slightly tightened, and he felt that the force on his wrist increased sharply and was pushed upwards.

The sharp dagger that the scar-faced man pinched in his hand was forcibly turned around, aimed at his neck, and stabbed upwards.

He endured the severe pain in his neck, and he tried his best to retreat, while throwing the knife.

How could Shen Chong let him escape with a move? He rushed forward, still holding his left hand tightly, and his right hand caught the dagger in the air.

"Go to die!"

He growled, held the dagger tightly in his right hand, and stabbed it away at the scarred man's neck.

The sound of defeat and revolution was heard, and Shen Chong withdrew his sword.

The scarred man covered his throat and kept making noises, but he couldn't breathe in, and blood splattered from the wound.

Shen Chong finally threw his left hand, pulled it to the scarred man's waist, grabbed the pistol that was pinned on his waist, raised his leg and kicked it, kicking the bandit leader up to his head and then fell down, and a rainbow-like blood flowed out of the air.

Bang!

The young man holding a hunting rifle next to him finally opened fire.

The door he was originally aiming at Shen Chong's face was hit by the scar-faced man flying backwards and barely fired before the muzzle fell. He was so fierce that he hit the door frame and caught a pile of dust.

Shen Chong successfully seized the gun, but he couldn't use it.

At this time, there was no time for him to study how to open insurance.

He wasn't even sure if the gun was insured. If he was a scarred man, he would just stop him at his waist and hit the trigger with a belt buckle...

It's so beautiful that the painting is not easy to read, even if it can grow back, it's a bit disgusting.

So, after Shen Chong stabbed the bandit leader, he threw the iron guy deep into the kitchen behind him, and then turned into lightning and rushed out.

He is not a skilled swordsman, nor has he learned a good swordsmanship. He is best at using fists, so the last time he took the Pisces sword, he used a cloak.

But this time he was holding a short guy, close to his fist, and it was easy to get started.

Shen Chong was also startled by the young man's hunting rifle. When he looked over there, he saw the black tube aiming at his forehead.

He subconsciously pressed himself and rushed forward.

The young man aimed seriously and suddenly lost his target, so he quickly lowered the barrel.

However, Shen Chong rushed to the young man less than one meter away in this moment, and the other four kidnappers' machetes and daggers fell on Shen Chong's back at the same time.

Bang!

Before he could take a closer look, the young man shook the barrel and fired at Shen Chong's torso again.

Shen Chong's forward rush was a sudden rush.

He was shot.

Bang bang bang!

The young man pulled the trigger desperately and shot all three shots in succession.

Shen Chong was beaten step by step and retreated step by step.

The other four people also stopped, gasping heavily, and sweating on their foreheads.

In this scene, Fatty Lu, who was ecstatic about the magic weapon falling from the sky, made the corners of his eyes burst into blood.

It's over, it's all over.

"Woo!"

Liang Zai, who was hiding aside and poking out half of his head, was also scared to death.

The shoveler I just found was still hot and super capable of fighting, it was so cold?

Boss, what are your careful plans?

Fake?

Shen Chong lowered his head, covered his stomach, and slowly squatted down.

Of course he would not die, but he was hit by four consecutive shots and was inevitably severely painful. This pain even surpassed that he was dismantled by the gecko man.

He smiled bitterly in his heart.

Damn, as long as I have a choice, I don’t want to eat peanuts.

I have a basket method.

There are six people here, two hot guys.

I am not a soldier king, but an otaku who lives in the skin of a professional boxer. I have done a good job of being able to win the first shot without any injuries.

Facing the second shot, he really had no good idea.

But this is good news. Sun Thief only had five shotguns, and the pistol was thrown out by himself.

Then now the other party has no hot weapons to take the fat man's life. With himself here, the fat man will live this time.

The matter is slightly different from Shen Chong's previous expectations, but the result is no different.

He actually had only one so-called meticulous tactic, and rushed to the fat man with lightning speed and then performed to carry bullets on his body.

Now this situation is stable.

Shen Chong was not panicked, but others thought he would definitely die.

The thin middle-aged man trembled and pounced on the side of the bandit leader whose throat was bleeding from his throat, "Boss! Boss, hold on!"

The young man in the hunting rifle was more alert. He turned the gun barrel and threw it off with a buttstock, aimed it at Shen Chong's forehead.
Chapter completed!