C388 The Deep Kiss in the Heavy Rain
C388 The Deep Kiss in the Heavy Rain
When the baldy turned around from the ground, his face was almost entirely covered in blood. Blood was flowing out from his nostrils like a tap.
There was even a large amount of blood in his mouth.
The baldy was still struggling to get up from the ground but I had already pounced towards him. My knee heavily smashed onto the baldy's stomach and I immediately raised my fist and punched the baldy in the eye sockets.
Bang... Bang... Bang...
The iron fist fell again and again, and the baldy's eyes quickly became bruised and swollen.
However, the baldy could definitely be considered a man. Even after suffering this kind of injury, the baldy was still struggling with all his might. Under my suppression, his huge body was struggling with all his might.
Both of his hands are dancing randomly, and the iron fist lands on my waist from time to time.
That is the purest and most wild hand-to-hand combat. There is nothing else mixed in at all. It is a pure confrontation of strength.
Barbarism and violence, however, is filled with a kind of craziness that makes one's heart palpitate.
Every punch hit the flesh.
The baldy's face had already changed in a short period of time. His face was swollen and swollen, and he could almost be called a pig's head.
However, the baldy was still fighting with his life on the line. He howled shrilly in his throat. He bent his waist forcefully, and with a sudden flip, he pressed my body down. He raised his fist and called out to me.
His palm immediately grabbed the baldy's fist.
The two of them rolled on the ground continuously.
Their clothes were all wet. It was unknown whether it was rain or blood.
Shrill howls and angry roars mixed together, even suppressing the screams of the people around them.
In this situation, even if those two little brothers wanted to come over to help, they would not be able to come over.
This baldy's strength was truly great.
He really is the one with the greatest strength that I have encountered.
However, even so, this fellow's strength still can't compare to mine.
As the baldy's fist smashed down again, my palm forcefully grabbed the baldy's iron fist, allowing the baldy's left hand to clamp down on my throat.
All of the strength in my body gathered at this moment. I firmly grabbed onto that fist, and with a sharp scream, that fist was directly pulled to the side by me.
The area of the wrist, the position of the wrist joint, was directly twisted.
In the Zuo family's fist technique, it is a close combat joint technique.
The attacks were all connected by bones, which was also the most vulnerable part of the body.
Even for someone as powerful as the baldy, this part was extremely fragile compared to the other parts of the body.
The connection between the palm and the arm was instantly lost. That moment of intense pain made the baldy's body twitch violently.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, I got up from the ground and kicked the baldy in the chest, causing him to fall onto the ground.
This time, the baldy no longer had the ability to retaliate. Grabbing the baldy's neck with all his might, he let out a roar from his throat. He dragged the baldy's huge body, and with a whoosh, he swung it up. His entire body flew over from midair.
Bang...
His robust body heavily smashed onto the lamp pole.
The poor lamp post had suffered a lot of torture in such a short period of time. Unable to bear it, it fell to the ground with a clang.
The light bulb shattered and sparks flickered.
As for the bald man's body, it bent into a prawn. His body was like a toad on the verge of death, constantly twitching.
Panting intensely, I reached out and wiped the rain from my face. I suddenly turned around and stared at the two underlings behind me.
Just as the battle between me and the baldy was about to end, the two lackeys seemed to have finally reacted. They picked up two sabers from the ground, seemingly wanting to give me a weapon from behind.
However, when I suddenly turned around and looked at the two of them, that gaze made the two of them feel as though they were being stared at by a ferocious beast.
That deep fear causes the two of them to tremble all over. The courage to charge forward in their hearts will never be raised again.
I do not care about that at all. Facing the heavy rain, I walk towards those two people.
Along with the two miserable screams, there are only two more screaming bodies on the ground.
I didn't kill anyone, not a single one.
Even the baldy who looked the most miserable was only heavily injured and didn't die.
But for these people, perhaps in the next half of their lives, they wouldn't have the chance to continue living on this path.
This was the price these people paid.
Standing straight in the rain, I allowed the rain to wash away the bloodstains on my body, allowing the rain to pour into my eyes.
At this moment, the car finally whizzed over and stopped by the side. The door of the car was kicked open and Sister Xiaolin's body rushed out from inside.
Ignoring the bean-sized rain that fell on my body, Sister Xiaolin only desperately rushed in front of me. Using her own hands, she used her strength to hug me. She used so much strength as if she wanted to release all the strength in her body at this moment.
Xiaolin only stayed in the car. Because of my request, Xiaolin could only watch helplessly. She also had to be on guard against the police, or rather, Bloodmassacre's other subordinates, who might appear at any time.
Xiaolin had her own responsibility.
However... she had been watching that crazy battle all along. Every time I encountered danger, Xiaolin's heart would involuntarily tighten. That indescribable fear made Sister Xiaolin unable to bear it any longer.
She hugged me tightly as if she was afraid that I would leave in front of her again.
I was fighting, but the one who endured the fear was Sister Xiaolin.
That tall and slender body was trembling slightly.
After an unknown amount of time, Sister Xiaolin quietly raises her head and place her two slender hands beside my face. She tiptoed and her pink and cold lips kiss my lips.
She completely ignored the others.
Regardless of the heavy rain falling from above, regardless of the miserable screams from the surroundings, or the squirming bodies on the ground.
Sister Xiaolin only wanted that passionate kiss to dispel all the fear in the depths of her heart. In the man's mouth, she wanted to find a way to dispel the cold warmth from his body.