The fist rubbed against the air and made a "whistle" sound of wind that hit 11's cheek. Anyone could see the strength of the punch. If it was hit firmly, I'm afraid 11's face would sink a large piece on the spot.

11 He quickly raised his head high and raised his nose. Chen Fu's fist almost rubbed across his nose, but the strong wind caused by the fist wind blowing through the tip of his nose still made his nose ached faintly.

While dodging, 11's right foot kicked Chen Fu's crotch, but Chen Fu blocked it with his toes first, making the kick go blank.

After Chen Fu retracted his right fist, 11 closed his feet almost at the same time and clenched his left hand into a fist to hit him in his heart. Chen Fu's right hand seemed soft and lightly placed on 11's wrist, gently facing the side. 11's punch attack was actually deviated and directly hit the empty space. At the same time, Chen Fu's other hand was placed on 11's right hand, and his hands were tightly wrapped around him, so that he would not have the chance to point the gun at him.

11 When his right hand was loosened, the gun held on his right hand fell down. At the same time, his left hand quickly reached over to hold the gun. But just as his right hand was about to touch the pistol, Chen Fu's right hand had already caught up, and he also wrapped around his left hand, making him unable to pull it away. At the same time, he kicked it out and kicked the gun aside.

At this time, the two of them had a weird posture. They both wrapped their left hand around each other's right hand and their right hand around each other's left hand. Neither of them could freely attack. However, 11 and Chen Fu's feet continued to attack each other, and their legs kept fighting each other, making a "whip" sound.

Suddenly, 11 twisted his waist and threw his left hand over. Chen Fu couldn't grasp his left hand for a moment, so he let 11's left hand escape from his control. 11 quickly attacked with his left fist. Chen Fu subconsciously wanted to use soft force to move his fist again without thinking. But just as the two hands were about to come into contact, Chen Fu suddenly found that 11 looked at his eyes and looked at him with a hint of mockery.

Yes. It was mocking, as if it was like a cat playing with a mouse. Chen Fu suddenly felt something was wrong, but it was too late. 11's left fist paused slightly, and in the middle of this, Chen Fu's hand and 11's fist tip were barely rubbed against the tip of 11's fist. Chen Fu realized that he had made a mistake. But 11 did not give him a chance to make up for it. Just after Chen Fu's hand was rubbed, his left fist increased at a speed and hit Chen Fu's chest heavily.

Chen Fu groaned, staggered back a few steps, and his left hand, which was originally wrapped around 11's right arm, also released. 11 hit the iron while it was hot and kicked Chen Fu sideways under Chen Fu's left rib, and this was exactly where he was injured before. With a muffled "bang", Chen Fu was kicked horizontally by a kick, and he staggered forward for a few steps before he finally stopped and did not fall.

Everything changed too quickly, from Chen Fu approaching his counterattack to this moment, he only blinked a few times. And in this blink, the two had already fought several times.

Before Chen Fu stood firm, 11 was pressed on again like a maggot attached to the bone. Chen Fu hurriedly pulled back, while 11 continued to follow. When the two of them retreated and chased for about twenty meters, Chen Fu suddenly stood up and rotated on the spot, and kicked out his right foot hard.

Chen Fu's move was too fast, and 11 was in a hurry to avoid it. He clenched his left hand tightly into a fist, and smashed Chen Fu's right foot.

This time, Chen Fu was the one who flashed a mockery in his eyes. Anyone who has practiced martial arts knows that the strength of the fist is far from comparable to the strength of the feet. There is a saying that "three punches and two kicks". This sentence originally means "three punches and two kicks", but in the eyes of martial arts people, it has another meaning, which is something that requires three punches to do, and just use legs to do it. In fact, this is true. Perhaps three punches are not as real as two kicks. Especially for masters like Chen Fu, the strength of one leg is absolutely elusive and ordinary people can withstand it. Unless he is steel and iron, if he is hit head-on, he will only end up with broken bones.

Chen Fu was indeed right. Even if he was a master with a similar cultivation level to him at this moment, he would never dare to take him over. If he was an ordinary person, he would be even more miserable. He would be even more disabled even if he was kicked in the front. Unfortunately, what Chen Fu did not expect was that 11 was not an ordinary person, and what he did not expect was 11's left hand.

The madman doctor nicknamed the strange arm of the left hand of God.

11's left fist finally touched Chen Fu's right leg, without a shocking sound, nor a vision that made ghosts cry. It was just a very ordinary one, a fist and a leg were touched. Then, with a "click", Chen Fu's calf bone was broken by this punch.

Chen Fu's expression changed drastically. He quickly stepped on the ground with one foot and jumped hard, trying to widen the distance from 11. But 11 continued to pull his body, tilted his body sideways, and hit Chen Fu's arms hard with his right shoulder. Chen Fu groaned and immediately couldn't stand firm and sat down on the ground. Perhaps he had touched the injury of his right leg, and the muscles on his face twisted violently.

11 This time, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but stood there and looked at Chen Fu, who was sweating with a cold face. Then he slowly pulled out a gun from his left hand from his back, aiming the muzzle at Chen Fu's head.

"Wait!" Chen Fu endured the severe pain and shouted: "You can't kill me!"

11 looked at him with a slightly tilted head, looked at him with a cold look, and said in a low voice: "The person I want to kill must die."

"Don't you want to know who your biological parents are?"

11's face, which had always been unscathed, suddenly changed, his eyes' pupils slightly contracted, and he asked coldly: "What did you say?"

Parents? For 11, this familiar and unfamiliar noun is what he once longed for and feared the most. He has fantasized countless times what kind of person his parents would be, and will they come to find him? This is a very normal idea. As long as he is an individual, as long as he feels lonely, he will long for the parents he has never seen before to give him a little warmth. Not only 11, all members of the "devil" will think. As long as he is still a human being, who will not have his own parents? 11 has always believed that he has parents, and he doesn't know where in the world he has a home.

But this idea and my longing for my parents gradually changed with the age and the subtle influence of the "devil". A long time ago, 11 knew that he had no parents and his life belonged to the "devil". No one in this world would pity him, and no one would give him warmth. He had to fight for whatever he wanted. He was a warrior, born to raise his parents, and it was just a childhood dream.

Escape, running around, changing all the way. Until today, 11's memory has no word "parent", but at this time, the person he was going to kill actually said this. What does he mean? Just delaying time? Or do you really know that 11's life experience?

"I said, your biological parents." Chen Fu struggled to get up from the ground, supported himself with one foot, and grinned, "I know about you, the 'Devil' Dark Night Five Group, codenamed Bing. Right, 11?"

11 frowned slightly but didn't say anything.

Chen Fu continued: "You know the relationship between our Chen family and the 'devil'. Your affairs, the 'devil' has long given us a detailed information, including your origin."

11's pupils tightened again, and a trace of cold light appeared in his eyes. If what Chen Fu said was true, then it can only mean one thing, that is, the "devil" has completely joined forces with the Chen family, or the Chen family has leaned towards the "devil". Otherwise, unless it is a senior leadership in the "devil", no one is qualified to know the information of the organization members, let alone the Chen family, which is just a partner. However, there is one thing that 11 can be sure of, the "devil" will never leak information about him being the first generation of transformed warriors to anyone.

Chen Fu continued to say without seeing this: "There are only three people in our Chen family who know about this. One is Chen Yong who was just killed by you, and the other is our patriarch. However, if you kill his son and daughter, you don't have to expect him to tell you anything. There is also the last person, me." Chen Fu smiled and said, "If I die, you may not know this secret in your life."

11 looked at him with a faint gaze and said in a low voice: "It's okay."

"Wait." Seeing that 11 seemed to insist on taking action, Chen Fu immediately shouted: "I can tell you your life experience."

"No need." 11's fingers had already pulled the trigger. As long as his fingers moved, Chen Fu would shut his mouth forever, and he would probably never know this secret again. Just as Chen Fu said, the patriarch of the Chen family would not tell him, and he didn't have to think about the "devil". But for some reason, 11 never pulled the trigger. He hesitated, and he had no idea what he should have to do when he killed someone for the first time.

Chen Fu didn't know the vision of 11, or he didn't pay attention at all, and he shouted anxiously: "Don't you want to know who you are? Don't you want to know why you are in the 'devil'?"

Seeing that 11 had not moved, Chen Fu gasped for a few times and said, "How about it? Make a deal? Let me go, I'll tell you everything you want to know."

11 After a moment of silence, he slowly lowered his left hand holding the gun.

Chen Fu wiped his cold sweat. He knew that his fortune was temporarily saved.

"Say." 11 said in a low voice.

"Okay. Actually..."
Chapter completed!