Seeing that the opponent was stabbing him, Dong Qiangqiang did not dare to neglect and hurriedly stepped out of the way. At the same time, he quickly scanned the ground around him to prevent himself from falling.
The tall man missed the first blow and immediately stabbed sideways for the second time. Dong Qiangqiang had expected that the opponent would stab continuously. He did not dodge further to the sides, but quickly took two steps back.
The tall man was very angry when he saw that Dong Qiangqiang's clothes were not touched twice. He roared, lowered his body and rushed towards Dong Qiangqiang.
Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect that the opponent would be so fast. He was in front of him in the blink of an eye. He didn't have time to think too much and quickly ducked to the right, but he was still a step too late. With a "stab" sound, the dagger cut open his left arm. The top and the shirt underneath were suddenly stained red with blood.
In the midst of this electric light and flint, Dong Qiangqiang's right hand suddenly swung from bottom to top, and something glowing with metal struck the tall man's right wrist joint holding the dagger with a sound of wind. The blow caught him off guard, and the dagger immediately fell out of his hands, spinning and flying out, falling to the ground next to the car in the distance.
The tall man took several steps back in pain. He held his right hand and looked at Dong Qiangqiang angrily. Before Dong Qiangqiang could react, he immediately howled and rushed towards Dong Qiangqiang.
Dong Qiangqiang did not expect that the other party would be so vicious. Regardless of the pain in his left arm, he picked up the weapon in his right hand and hit the other party on the head.
As soon as he waved his hand, the tall man immediately stopped and looked intently at the thing in his hand.
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Seeing Jin Yuan rushing towards him like a hungry wolf, the old chef immediately stretched out his hand to push him away.
Although Jin Yuan is nearly a head taller than Lao Chu, he looks weaker than Lao Chu.
Although he is an old man, the old chef's upper limbs have been very strong due to years of working in the kitchen. He is confident that he can easily subdue Jin Yuan. Although he didn't know how the young man broke free from the rope, he was injured after all, and even if he wasn't injured, his thin physique would definitely not be his opponent.
But what the chef didn't expect was that under the stimulation of pain and fear, Jin Yuan used his advantages beyond his level.
Youth and weight.
In close combat, if neither party knows any skills or has any weapons, the party with greater mass (heavier weight) will have an advantage.
If the weight difference between the two parties is too large, the smaller party will have a low chance of winning, no matter how skilled they are.
Although Jin Yuan looks thin, that's just an appearance. After all, a lot of flesh grows in invisible places.
When the old chef pushed Jin Yuan hard, he suddenly found that he was pushing a sack that was heavier than he thought.
This sack is actually not very heavy, only about 180 kilograms.
When there is a difference between a person's expectations and reality, this difference will be amplified many times by the person's emotions and then transmitted to the brain.
The old chef has never read a book, so he doesn't know this.
Jin Yuan pressed the old chef under him and punched the old chef in the face wildly. The old chef blocked his attack with his left hand and counterattacked with his right hand.
Jin Yuan received a lot of punches from the chef on his cheek, chin, and injured parts of his shoulder. The chef's fists were very heavy, hitting Jin Yuan's body like a pile driver.
At the beginning, Jin Yuan suppressed the old chef with his momentum, but after the old chef gradually adapted to Jin Yuan's attack, he began to fight back.
The old chef fought back while twisting his body violently. Jin Yuan, who was sitting on top of him, gradually felt a little powerless.
Jin Yuan gasped and accidentally saw the thick rope falling next to the old chef: The old chef just wanted to use this rope to kill himself. If he overturned the situation, his life might be lost. .
Thinking of this, he suddenly fell down, smashed his body against the opponent, and at the same time reached out to grab the thick rope.
The old chef didn't expect Jin Yuan to fall down and quickly reached out to push him. At this moment, Jin Yuan's hand touched the rope.
The old chef suddenly changed his tactics. Instead of pushing him, he clamped his neck with both arms. The two arms were like two steel pliers, pinching Jin Yuan so hard that he couldn't breathe. He tried to pull the old chef's arm away with his hands, but the old chef seemed to have discovered a magic weapon and clamped tighter and tighter.
Jin Yuan's face gradually turned red, his vision was blurred, and his hand holding the rope gradually loosened.
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The short man was very depressed because the duck he got just flew away. Originally, I and the tall man were already pretty sure, but in the end, a person who appeared out of nowhere disrupted the relationship. What he didn't expect even more was that the woman could run so fast, and he didn't even catch her within fifty meters. He watched her flash around the corner of the street ahead, but when he ran over, she was nowhere to be seen.
The short man took out a flashlight and reluctantly searched for it along the road. He believed she should still be around here.
There are five or six large metal trash cans parked on the roadside. These trash cans are staggered to form an irregular circle. In the shadow of this circle, Wu Xiaoxi was hiding, trembling all over. Her teeth were shaking badly and her palms were sweaty. She didn't know where the shoes on her feet were thrown, and the soles of her feet and stockings were worn out, but she didn't notice it and her mind went blank.
The shadow of the short man gradually approached the trash can, and she heard his footsteps.
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In Dong Qiangqiang's hand, he held a mountain bike crank with only half a pedal, and a metal gear on the crank.
The tall man's eyes were burning. He rubbed his wrist and slowly approached Dong Qiangqiang.
Dong Qiangqiang felt a lot more reassured that the opponent didn't have the dagger. He watched the opponent's footsteps and moved slowly with him. His left arm was a little heavy and numb. He was thinking about what he should do next.
When the distance between the two was only about 1.5 meters, the tall man suddenly rushed forward with a lunge, and at the same time he raised his right fist and hit Dong Qiangqiang in the face.
Dong Qiangqiang did not dodge this time (the injury to his left arm made his movement worse), but rushed forward with the fist and at the same time raised the crank and hit the opponent's head.
It depends on whether your fist is stronger or the crank made in Germany is stronger.
The tall man did not expect that Dong Qiangqiang would use this kind of fatal attack. He wanted to avoid the crank, but the inertia prevented him from stopping. He tilted his head and avoided the crank, but his fist did not hit it completely. Dong Qiangqiang, their shoulders collided with each other, and they fell to the ground together.
The two stood up almost at the same time. The taller man seemed to move faster. He jumped on Dong Qiangqiang, grabbed Dong Qiangqiang's hair and knocked his head to the ground.
Dong Qiangqiang twisted his body, trying to get the opponent off, and swung the crank to hit the opponent, but as soon as he raised his arm, he was held down by the tall man and could not move.
After only two knocks, Dong Qiangqiang felt like the world was spinning and stars were appearing in his eyes.
He gritted his teeth, grabbed the opponent's right thumb that was holding his hair with his left hand, and violently pulled it back.
The tall man's hand felt pain, and he loosened his right hand. His left hand unconsciously relaxed its hold on Dong Qiangqiang's right arm.
The crank hit the tall man hard on the temple with a loud sound. Blood immediately spattered out, and the tall man fell on Dong Qiangqiang's body.
Dong Qiangqiang pushed him aside and lay on the ground, breathing heavily and shaking uncontrollably, with all kinds of fears in his mind.
The moon slowly emerged from behind the clouds. Looking at the bright moonlight, Dong Qiangqiang, who had narrowly escaped death, felt as if he had escaped from another world. .
