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Song Yu rushed into the warehouse alone, with no one following him. The people who stopped their movements because of his shouts resumed their movements.
Mo Li and Qin Tao approached Song Yu tacitly together, thanks to the blessing of these two people, Song Yu was chased up and down.
"You two, don't post it here." Song Yu jumped and shouted. The target is not him, he is the fish in the pond who got hurt. Were the cops too slow, or were they lost?
There is only such an abandoned warehouse in this place, they shouldn't be so crazy about the road.
While thinking about it, Mo Li and Qin Tao flashed aside at the same time, and the two staggered towards Song Yu from the northeast and northwest directions. Surrounded by walls, he has nowhere to go.
Seeing that the two were about to jump on him, he punched with his left and right hands at the same time, and they both fell to the ground. As soon as the two people were settled, Qin Tao and Mo Li sent him two more people.
With one punch to the left and one kick to the right, he knocked the two of them unconscious to the ground.
"You two, it's not over!" Song Yu roared angrily. Early in the morning, he hadn't eaten yet! Make people hungry, everyone, these two people really have a conscience!
When you are in a good mood, fighting can be regarded as a kind of exercise.
It's just that when you are in a bad mood, fighting will only make you more depressed.
The police came so slowly that Song Yu felt strange. After solving the two soft-legged shrimps that were thrown, he ran outside the door to look around. There, no one is there.
Who got these people away?
Song Yu didn't bother to think deeply. If he wanted to take Mo Li out of here safely, he had to beat all the people inside until they couldn't move. Back at the warehouse, Song Yu was pleasantly surprised to find that Mo Li and Qin Tao had worked together to clean up those who got in the way until there was only one seedling left.
Song Yu did have an impression of that little man.
His name is Cen Lishen, and when he was in the juvenile prison, he fought with Zeng Yue every now and then. This is one of the few people who can compete with Zeng Yue. If he hadn't been calculated to commit a crime back then, it is estimated that he would be able to represent the national team in the Olympics this year.
Before entering the juvenile prison, he had already won the ace of the first national team at that time.
It's a pity, being young and frivolous, was calculated by others.
Mo Li and Qin Tao's skills are not bad, but they are not familiar with Cen Lishen's moves. Cen Shen is good at martial arts, proficient in Taekwondo, Karate and Jeet Kune Do, and also knows a little boxing and Sanda.
Facing Cen Lishen, Mo Li and Qin Tao were very cautious. The two kept changing positions, looking for Cen Lishen's defensive loopholes. Rao is like this, none of them found an angle to attack.
Seeing the stalemate, Song Yu couldn't help swallowing. The air suddenly became thinner.
Three against one, it seems that there is no chance of winning.
He did not fight against Mo Li and Qin Tao. In less than a second, Song Yu abandoned the plan of three against one.
"You all, work hard." Song Yu roared, verbally cheering for Mo Li and Qin Tao, but he disappeared.
"Run away!" Qin Tao was so angry that his teeth "clacked".
Unlike Qin Tao, Mo Li even smiled and waved in the direction Song Yu was leaving, "Walk slowly!"
"Are you too calm?" Qin Tao didn't know what to say. This guy, is his brain flooded!
"You or me, who will go first?" Mo Li asked in a low voice.
Qin Tao's complexion became more and more ugly, who gave him the courage to challenge Cen Lishen single-handedly? Cen Lishen still had two small knives in his pocket. If you are in a hurry, that guy really knows how to use a knife.
Seeing that Qin Tao didn't answer, Mo Li suddenly accelerated and ran towards Cen Lishen.
?Left uppercut, side kick, roundabout kick, leg sweep, downward chop, hand knife
Mo Li's offensive was compact and fierce, and he did not give the opponent any chance to breathe. The opponent was forced by him, so he could only retreat and defend again and again. Seeing that he was about to push him into a corner, the other party suddenly picked up a thick wooden stick and smashed it on his head.
Mo Li reflexively jumped back two steps, and the distance between the two was instantly opened.
Cen Lishen immediately regarded the thick wooden stick as a sword, turned around and stabbed, and the sharp end of the wooden stick pressed towards Mo Li's chest. Mo Li slid around behind Cen Lishen, and just as he stood up, a sharp object pierced his arm.
The pungent smell of blood immediately permeated the smoke-filled air.
"You" A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Li's eyes. Cen Lishen actually had a knife on his body. What's even more frightening is that he didn't even see him holding the knife.Did he move so fast?
Mo Li grabbed Cen Lishen's wrist and forced him to let go. Fortunately, the knife didn't pierce deeply, and Mo Li pulled out the knife as soon as he exerted force. In the end, it hurt the soft tissue, and the blood kept gushing out.
The pain limited Mo Li's movement speed.
Even if Cen Lishen fought Mo Li with bare hands, Mo Li still lost. All the fists landed on Mo Li's body. Qin Tao acted as an audience at the side, and Mo Li seemed to have expected his performance, and did not deliberately ask him for help.
"Snapped!"
With one punch, it hit Mo Li firmly in the face. Mo Li's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to one knee on the ground. The hand that lost too much blood has completely lost consciousness. In front of my eyes, double images kept appearing.
His physical strength has reached its limit.
Is this the end?
The corners of Mo Li's lips were raised, revealing a poignant smile. Song Yu's movements are really slow! He's afraid he won't be able to wait for him!
"Your skills are really good!" Cen Li nodded in praise.
He approached Mo Li step by step, holding a clean knife that was not stained with blood.
"However, use people's money to eliminate disasters for others! Don't blame me!" Cen Li smiled lightly and stabbed the knife in Mo Li's chest.
Looking at the shining knife, Mo Li just smirked. It turned out that this was his final fate.
In this way, in fact, there is nothing wrong with it!
The vision became more and more blurred. Mo Li simply closed his eyes. At this time, his hearing became more sensitive.
"here¡¡"
"hurry up¡¡"
"right here¡¡"
That was Song Yu's voice. However, the sound was still a little far away. When he arrived, he probably fell into a pool of blood. Then Cen Lishen and Qin Tao disappeared.
The expected pain never came. Mo Li narrowed his eyes into a line curiously.
A burly man was holding Cen Lishen's hand holding a knife. Cen Lishen was more than a circle younger than this person. Cen Lishen naturally had the upper hand when comparing hand strength alone.
"Bang!", the knife fell to the ground.
At this time, Song Yu arrived with five or six policemen and Qi Yuan.
"Raise your hands above your head." The leading policeman shouted viciously.
Qin Tao shrugged helplessly, this time, there is no good show. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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