I Was Once a Legend

Space folds.

After confirming this point, Dong Zheng understood that he would not be able to go from here until he took actions that conformed to Cui Zuojing's wishes.

Do we have to face it head-on...

Dong Zheng closed the door, not letting his vision be disturbed by the folded space, he turned around and faced the very relaxed Cui Zuojing.

The young man was watching his every move, seeing that Dong Zheng finally chose to fight, he said with a smile: "That's right, running away is not the best choice in case of trouble."

Dong Zheng: "But when facing an opponent who knows it is invincible, it is not ashamed. I prefer to call it a strategic retreat."

"Unfortunately, you have no chance to retreat." Cui Zuojing said leisurely, "Come on, let you go first, and see how the training results have been during this period."

"Okay." Dong Zheng stood at the closed door, his eyes sharpened, ready to attack.

Cui Zuojing copied it in his pocket with one hand, watching indifferently what tricks he could come up with.

The next moment, a slight pain like a pinprick appeared between the eyebrows, followed by unavoidable dizziness.

This was expected by Cui Zuojing, he had long thought that Dong Zheng would use the most favorable start to fight against him.

But he didn't care at all - Dong Zheng has been asking him to test his ability these days, hoping to develop further functions.

Being dizzy was really uncomfortable, so Cui Zuojing closed his eyes as he did many times before, waiting for the mental disturbance to pass.

Dong Zheng can't hold on for too long now, and even with his eyes closed, he can overthrow Dong Zheng with one hand, so forgive him for not being able to do anything.

So he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

after a few seconds.

The expected weak airflow from the attack did not appear around him, and Cui Zuojing didn't even hear Dong Zheng's footsteps coming over. There was only the slight sound of metal collisions among the whistling wind from the vent.

not good!

Cui Zuojing suddenly opened his eyes, frowned at the distorted scenery in front of him, and felt like vomiting, but it didn't matter to him who had suffered countless hardships—there was no one in front of him, Dong Zheng disappeared.

He turned around immediately, and the man had reached the end of the corridor behind him at some point, most of his body had climbed into the upper vent, leaving only one leg outside, and in the blink of an eye, even this leg was gone. into the pipeline.

Cui Zuojing: "..."

Shame!

And within five seconds when Cui Zuojing closed his eyes, Dong Zheng did a series of things with amazing speed and clear thinking:

First, he turned around and opened the door and walked in, using the space to fold behind Cui Zuojing, and then closed the door to prevent Cui Zuojing from seeing himself through the open door the moment he opened his eyes.

Then he stepped on the nearest box to remove the vent and climbed in.

There is absolutely no chance of winning in a fight. Even if Cui Zuojing wants to release water for him to release the flood, it is impossible to win, and he will be tricked instead.

A strategic retreat is not something to be ashamed of. His ultimate goal is just to get the key and eliminate other people, not including defeating Cui Zuojing.

Cui Zuojing was stomped angrily, and could only run over while shouting "You are lying!"

When he looked up, he could only see a short upward structure, followed by a horizontal right-angle bend, and Dong Zheng had disappeared.

Cui Zuojing immediately stepped on the box. Because of his height, he had to stand on tiptoes to reach it. He grabbed the edge of the air vent with both hands, and while exerting strength with his arms, he jumped up very lightly.

However, before his eyes could adapt to the dark environment in the pipeline, he felt a gust of wind sweeping towards his face!

At this time, Cui Zuojing's hands were still busy climbing the pipeline, and he couldn't move away at all.

Even so, he still let go of his hand very sharply, and twisted with amazing flexibility, making the punch barely pass by the tip of his nose.

Actually engaged in a sneak attack!

It has to be said that Cui Zuojing was really caught by Dong Zheng's one after another not following the routine. He thought that Dong Zheng would crawl away at the fastest speed when he got the chance to leave, but he didn't expect that Dong Zheng didn't want to escape at all. Everything is for the purpose of occupying favorable terrain and creating surprises.

——Dong Zheng is very clear that this is the only way to win.

The moment Cui Zuojing let go of his hand to avoid sideways, Dong Zheng's other hand accurately grasped his left shoulder, and relying on the strength of an adult man, he easily dragged Cui Zuojing, who was still on the rise, into the pipe. One kick was placed on Cui Zuojing's right wrist holding the scabbard, which temporarily prevented him from attacking with the weapon.

Two people were squeezed into the cramped air duct in an instant. Dong Zheng stepped on Cui Zuojing's knuckles so hard that he had no choice but to let go, and immediately kicked the scabbard out of the duct.

——Everyone trains like this on weekdays. Relying on Xiong and Victor who have a heart, there is no need to worry about causing harm to each other. Except for Dong Zheng who is not easy to repair, everyone else has been beaten to fractures by Cui Zuojing .

Especially Dong Linhai.

Hand-to-hand combat in a small environment is the most favorable situation for Dong Zheng. He suddenly slammed Cui Zuojing against the side wall of the pipe, with a loud bang, and kicked his knee against the boy's thigh, trying to suppress his resistance.

But for Cui Zuojing, it was of little use.

The pain was not too strong, but it aroused the blood and excited him. Cui Zuojing slightly twisted his body to the side, and Dong Zheng felt as if he was holding a slippery fish in his arms. He broke free.

The wind blows in from the other end of the pipe. In the darkness, they cannot see each other's movements and expressions clearly, but they can hear the intertwined breathing of each other and themselves.Cui Zuojing withdrew his hand from under Dong Zheng's shoe, and punched Dong Zheng's left cheek from the side with a rather stern gesture!

Dong Zheng grunted in pain, and pressed Cui Zuojing against the wall of the pipe even harder with his whole body weight, trying to restrict the boy's movements in the narrow space, grabbed Cui Zuojing's chin with one hand, and hit his abdomen with his elbow.

At the same time, Cui Zuojing also truly felt the pain that Dong Zheng brought to him, on his face, neck, and abdomen, and he fell into a passive disadvantage at the beginning.Dong Zheng is a big man weighing more than 160 kilograms. Cui Zuojing is in such an awkward posture, it is inconvenient to exert strength, and it is really difficult to break free from the shackles.

But the boy did only one thing.

The hand he had never moved reached into his pocket and squeezed out a tarot card.

That was when he eliminated Lin Hang, he walked away from him.

Cui Zuojing slashed the pipe behind him fiercely with his backhand, and the Tarot card sank into the steel structure as silently and easily as a knife cutting tofu, and cut a big hole in it in an instant.

He held Dong Zheng's head with his other hand, and cut him across again before the opponent stopped him!

The ventilation hole was not buried deep, Cui Zuojing slapped it hard, and the card was completely submerged and penetrated the building.

Light from the corridor below shone faintly.

With a roar, the boy raised his legs and kicked hard on the upper wall of the ventilation duct from Dong Zheng's side.

At this moment, the muscles of the whole body exerted force, and the pipe against his back made a sound of being overwhelmed. After half a breath, under Dong Zheng's eyes mixed with surprise and horror, the whole body collapsed!

slam-la-

The two fell together with the iron sheet and cement, and they still maintained Cui Zuojing's posture being pressed by Dong Zheng's arms, and fell heavily on the carpet.

At the moment of landing, Dong Zheng barely supported the ground with his elbows, and he didn't lie down on Cui Zuojing's body. Even so, his head was still downward due to inertia, and the corners of his lips grazed the young man's eartips fiercely.

The temperature of the tip of the ear is slightly cooler than that of the lips.

Dong Zheng was stunned for a moment, it was this ten-thousandth of a second of hesitation that prevented him from adjusting his posture in the first place and continuing the battle with Cui Zuojing.

Cui Zuojing pushed Dong Zheng who was supporting him away, turned over neatly, and at the same time pulled Dong Zheng's collar with one hand to lift him up.

He was really pissed off, clutching Dong Zheng's collar tightly, while punching Dong Zheng's stomach with his other hand, he yanked him towards him, bowed his head and hit him hard!

boom!

The young man's smooth forehead bumped into Dong Zheng's tall nose bridge unceremoniously, Dong Zheng's eyes darkened, and after he lost consciousness for a few seconds, something warm seemed to spew out from his nose!

Cui Zuojing pushed him back forcefully, then pulled him over, bowed his head, bumped!

boom!

The height difference between the two made Cui Zuojing's head hammer extremely efficient, directly hitting the most vulnerable part of Dong Zheng's face - the bridge of the nose.

After three times in a row, Cui Zuojing finally stopped, because at this moment, he himself was in too much pain.

He touched his nose, blood on his hand.

Under the effect of the blood contract, half of Dong Zheng's injuries were loyally returned to him.

Blood gushed out of his nose like water, and was wiped away by Cui Zuojing indiscriminately, staining the lower half of his face. In addition, there was Dong Zheng's nosebleed on his forehead, and his face was blood red, which looked terrifying.

Cui Zuojing cursed in a low voice, feeling as if the bridge of his nose was about to break off—this was all typed out by himself.

Thinking of this made his anger even deeper.

Dong Zheng was beaten into a daze.

Cui Zuojing let go of his collar, the man staggered and took two steps on his hind legs, and barely stabilized his figure until his back hit the wall.

Blood dripped onto his collar, and when his vision was finally clear, Dong Zheng was stunned by the sight in front of him.

The boy's face was covered with blood, and even his black eyelashes were stained with blood. At that moment, Dong Zheng really felt what suffocation was.

Weird feeling.

"Where is the injury?" He thought Cui Zuojing was injured when he fell, so he endured the dizziness and took a step forward, not even noticing how eager his tone was.

Before Cui Zuojing uttered his voice, Dong Zheng had quickly searched through all his pockets, but couldn't find anything that could be used to stop the bleeding, so he wanted to take off his shirt to stop the bleeding for Cui Zuojing.

"It's your injury that returned to me." Cui Zuojing held his nose and replied in a low voice.

The boy pointed to his forehead and said, "Look, your nosebleed."

"..."

Dong Zheng paused in his movements, and belatedly realized that he seemed to have lost his nerve just now, and he tilted his head in embarrassment, leaving Cui Zuojing with a profile.

After a long silence, he raised his hand to cover his nose, which was also flooded, and said, "Oh."

Cui Zuojing: "...Pfft."

He couldn't hold it back, and successfully laughed aloud at Dong Zheng's series of bewildering behaviors that he couldn't understand. When he laughed, he pulled the muscles next to his nose, grinned his teeth in pain, and hissed, his whole face wrinkled. Together.

Dong Zheng couldn't help smiling.

"Laugh! Still laughing!" Cui Zuojing was still so angry that he kicked Dong Zheng's calf, dissatisfied, "It's all you, if it wasn't for you, how could I beat myself up!"

"It's my fault." Dong Zheng didn't hide, and vented his anger on Cui Zuojing after suffering such a blow. The nosebleed was too severe and scary, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

"Pinch here." Cui Zuojing pinched a certain part of Dong Zheng's nose with the other hand, "Press harder to temporarily stop the bleeding, and let Victor heal you after it's over."

Dong Zheng did as Cui Zuojing said, and pressed hard on the place he just pressed with his fingertips.

The author has something to say: Cui Zuojing: Why are you in a daze, idiot.

Dong Zheng: …………………………… I feel bitter, but I won’t say it.