The killing system in my brain

Chapter 72
Now that there is no electricity, the electric shock baton can only be used as a throwing stick. Cui Jian is not discouraged. It is quite profitable to be able to knock down seven or eight opponents to the ground. Next, we only need to get rid of the four people in front of us. , to be able to concentrate on dealing with the people who are about to come up the stairs. To be honest, Lu Renjia and Lu Yi stopped each other for nearly a minute, which is quite good.

Cui Jian didn't hesitate, he knocked the four thugs in front of him to the ground with a stick, and passed out completely.

In the mixed martial arts, it has explained the vital parts of the human body and what parts can cause people to lose their combat effectiveness. Unfortunately, Cui Jian, who is just getting started, has no way to attack smoothly. He just came here twice, knocking down the opponent and getting back What's more, there are several traces of the anti-riot suit on his body.

After cleaning one party out, Cui Jian took a deep breath. Looking around, the entire corridor was littered with people lying down, and some people would twitch unconsciously from time to time, which was all because of the shock.

Seeing this scene, the thugs who rushed up at this moment also stopped unconsciously at the entrance of the corridor, looking at the ground in surprise, which gave Cui Jian enough time to knock the four people behind him to the ground.

Looking at the stagnant thugs, Cui Jian was majestic and full of air. Among other things, he was physically strong. With the blessing of the blood-boiling buff, he had a full 20 points. So far he hasn't been panting much.

Cui Jian walked towards the stairs step by step, pretending to be indifferent: "What's the matter, you rushed over here, I want to see, you bastards, what are you capable of? .”

Seeing Cui Jian's domineering look, the thugs moved their hands, but they rushed forward, and one person shouted: "If you are capable, take off your clothes and fight us fairly! "

"Then you have the guts to go one-on-one with me, I have never been afraid of anyone in F4, the magic city!"

A thug shouted: "Then take off your armor first, let's fight each other!"

"Am I going to single out all of you, or are you all going to single out me?" This is stupid, it's all in this battle, and it's like a three-year-old kid.

Cui Jian replied casually, "Take it off? It's impossible to take it off. I will never take it off in my life. Wearing the anti-riot suit keeps me warm and gives me a sense of security. Everyone who designed this is talented, and it looks majestic and majestic when I wear it." , I like wearing it very much.”

After Cui Jian stood at a certain distance, he stopped talking nonsense with these people. He directly held the round shield, shrank his body, and rushed towards the egg with all his might.

Seeing that Cui Jian was wearing a turtle shield, all the thugs changed their expressions slightly, and hurriedly urged: "Back back, back up, back up!"

Then the stairway was crowded with people, one by one desperately pushed forward, and the front had no choice but to wield sticks and knives, like Cui Jian hitting him, but they were all blocked by the shield in front of Cui Jian.

Like a bull in heat, there was a crashing sound that made people feel miserable, and the people in front were directly pushed out by Cui Jian, overwhelming a large group of people behind. The staircase is not wide, so it can only accommodate three people tightly. Standing shoulder to shoulder, all the thugs were unstable under the head. Cui Jian seized the opportunity, and greeted these people with the dead stick in his hand, beating them to the point of crying. Damn, she lost her human appearance at all, and all hugged their heads and shrank back desperately.

It didn't matter if he shrank, he pushed the person behind him like a gourd, and rolled down the stairs again.What is this called? This is called the right time and place. Cui Jian, who occupies a good position, can completely block ten with one.

"Hey, don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

"You guys are pressing me down, can you put your feet back, I'm going to be smoked to death!"

"Why does it smell like shit?"

"MMP, Laozi had a bad stomach yesterday, squeezed all the shit out of Laozi! Your uncle!"

As soon as these words came out, the people around rolled into a ball as if they were on fire, and Ma Liuer quickly got up vigorously, leaving one with his butt covered.

This man didn't dare to stay any longer, and went straight to the toilet with his butt between his legs, still yelling, "Wait for me to come back, wait for me to come back and kill everyone!"

After speaking, leaving behind a burst of fragrance, the person disappeared around the corner.

The rest of the thugs were all covering their noses and scolding their mothers, even Cui Jian's stomach was a little churned under his nose, and his complexion couldn't help a little twitching.

This is no one else, he has heard the saying that beating someone makes other people's shit come out many times, but this is the first time he has seen this scene with his own eyes. , but the effect is exactly the same, it is impossible to say.

After the pooping man disappeared, the eyes of many thugs once again focused on Cui Jianjian. Just now, the round shield was pushed up, and the three of them were knocked down on the ground and moaned incessantly under the wave of the stick.

"Brothers, let's not charge one by one, let's go together, I don't believe that we can't hit him once, the baton in his hand is out of battery, let's take a few hard hits and take him down!"

After one of the little bosses shouted, all the thugs nodded in agreement.When the little boss saw it, he raised the machete in his hand and shouted, "Follow me!"

However, on the way up the stairs, the little boss controlled his speed rather like a thug, and after the people behind rushed up, he accelerated to the same speed, and Cui Jian cursed shamelessly.

Cui Jian also felt a little tricky when the opponent rushed over with the mentality of exchanging injuries for injuries. He repelled two groups of people in a row, and the people behind rushed up without stopping. I fell off the guardrail and fell down to the hall on the first floor and couldn't get up.

However, just as Cui Jian retracted his stick and lifted his shield to defend, his calf hurt slightly. Cui Jian couldn't help but groaned. He kept holding on to the shield, swung his stick, and smashed down directly, knocking the opponent to the ground, or It was thrown out of the stairs and landed.

He was stabbed, and the knife was cut across his calf. The wound was not deep or shallow, but the movement was quite painful.This position has no protection at all, and someone with a heart saw the opportunity and swiped over.There is no big problem with a three-layer iron shirt against blunt fists and feet, but it is impossible to protect against sharp swords. At least six layers of the top layer of the iron cloth shirt are needed to achieve the point where swords are hard to hurt. , this step is still quite far away from him now.

Seeing that Cui Jian was injured, the rest of the more than ten thugs cheered up, "He's injured! Let's stand shoulder to shoulder!"

After Cui Jian was injured, every movement of his feet would pull at the wound, slowing down his movements a little bit, and the next moment the thugs' attacks fell on him.

(End of this chapter)