At this time, all Lao Chen's attention was focused on Dong Qiangqiang, and he never thought that someone would sneak up on him.
And he had been in the room for a long time. Why hadn't he noticed that there were other people hiding in the room before?
He couldn't figure it out.
However, the emergency situation of the war did not allow him to understand the cause and effect. He reflexively slashed at the black shadow with the knife several times, intending to scare off the attacker.
When his knife did hit an object, he was kicked hard in the head.
The black shadow's movements were very dexterous. After kicking Lao Chen, he immediately jumped to the bookshelf opposite.
To be more precise, fly.
Lao Chen felt his scalp was burning. He touched the painful area with his left finger and found blood on his fingertip.
He was about to curse angrily when he saw something like snowflakes falling lightly around him.
He stretched out his palm to catch the "snowflake" in confusion, but saw a soft feather in his palm.
"Bird?" Lao Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw a black shadow retracting its wings after exploding them on the top of the bookshelf, then limping back and forth on it, looking like it was injured.
Old Chen Chuli was angry. It was a fantasy that people could be fooled by birds these days.
He knew that he could not catch the bird now, so he could only vent his anger on Dong Qiangqiang's head.
Although he is an old man, Lao Chen is not worried about losing in a fight with a young man like Dong Qiangqiang. He knew that many children had never fought much since they were young, let alone this kind of fight to the death. He was absolutely sure of winning, and he had even begun to think about how to punish Dong Qiangqiang for ruining his beautiful night.
If he could defeat others without fighting, Dong Qiangqiang would not want to do it. But Lao Chen doesn't seem like a person who can listen to advice. He is not afraid of Lao Chen who is holding a weapon. No matter how crazy the opponent is, can he be more terrifying than the wild boars in the forest?
At this moment, Dong Qiangqiang's cell phone rang happily in his pocket, but Dong Qiangqiang didn't even bother to get it. He held his breath and concentrated on guarding against Lao Chen's attack at any time.
"Your cell phone rang." Old Chen said with a sinister smile, "Aren't you going to answer it?"
"If I beat you, then..." Before Dong Qiangqiang could finish his words, Lao Chen's knife had already stabbed out.
Dong Qiangqiang had already expected that the opponent would attack him by surprise, so he quickly picked up the frying pan in his hand and threw it at the opponent's knife.
Although both sides had the intention of testing each other in the first confrontation, their subordinates also used their own secret methods. Lao Chen estimated that he had used 90% of his strength, but Dong Qiangqiang did not dare to neglect and actually used 110% of his strength.
The two pieces of kitchen utensils are both made of fine steel. They collided with each other and sent sparks flying.
"Let's do it. Let's do it." The black shadow on the bookshelf shouted loudly.
Old Chen glared at him angrily, feeling his mouth numb. If he hadn't held it tightly, his knife would have knocked Dong Qiangqiang's pot away. It seemed that this stupid young man really shouldn't be underestimated. It was true that he was afraid of young people with his fists.
Dong Qiangqiang was originally full of confidence, thinking that this blow could make the opponent lose his weapon, but he was surprised that although Lao Chen looked vicious and crazy, his hand was very stable.
But fortunately, he had been in enough fights when he was young, and he had figured out a way in the blink of an eye.
He couldn't help but feel a little grateful to Zhou Zhihai, who had fallen downstairs. If he had hit Lao Chen as soon as he came up, he would definitely suffer a loss. He hit Zhou Zhihai first to warm up, and then he felt that his thinking was much clearer when he hit Lao Chen.
Seeing Dong Qiangqiang's strange smile suddenly appear on his face, Lao Chen couldn't help but be stunned: "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." Dong Qiangqiang put away his smile.
Lao Chen couldn't help but greet the other party's eighteenth generation of ancestors in his heart, and at the same time stabbed him again.
Dong Qiangqiang roughly understood Lao Chen's abilities, and with a "spear" and a "shield" in his hands, he didn't panic. He used the large pot lid in his hand to block it to the side, and then changed the direction of the opponent's knife tip. Although the WMF pot lid is made of glass, it is also very good and neither broken nor broken.
After several attacks, he failed to touch the opponent's clothes, and Lao Chen became more and more angry. Offensive moves also began to come in all shapes and sizes.
Dong Qiangqiang keenly noticed that the other party's rhythm was beginning to show signs of chaos, and he was secretly happy.
After the two blocked more than ten moves, Lao Chen repeated his old tricks and stabbed Dong Qiangqiang again.
Dong Qiangqiang had been waiting for Lao Chen to use this move. He flexibly blocked the opponent's stabbing attack with the pot lid, and then he said it. Before Lao Chen could launch a new attack, he had already raised the frying pan in his hand. , took a good look at Lao Chen's wrist, and smashed it down with all his strength.
If a snake hits seven inches, it will kill with one blow.
"Ah..." Lao Chen let out a wailing cry like a slaughtering pig, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang, followed by a snap, and his Rolex watch also fell to the ground.
"KO." The parrot flapped its wings and shouted loudly.
Dong Qiangqiang kicked the knife on the ground to the side with his foot, and watched vigilantly at Lao Chen who was kneeling on the ground, covering his wrist and twitching.
After observing for almost five minutes, Dong Qiangqiang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lao Chen had no intention of getting up to fight back. It seemed that he had overestimated the opponent's combat effectiveness.
The fight lasted less than ten minutes and was a quick victory.
"I found Lao Chen." Dong Qiangqiang said to Lao Bai on the phone, "You will know everything when you come to Brother Yun's house now."
When Lao Bai saw Zhou Zhihai still unconscious downstairs, he was just surprised. And when he heard Dong Qiangqiang tell the whole story, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
After a while, Lao Bai pointed to the bathroom and asked, "So Brother Yun?"
Dong Qiangqiang nodded: "She is still inside."
Lao Bai casually picked up a blanket on the sofa and stuffed it into Dong Qiangqiang's hand, and ordered: "Go and help her out."
"It's better for you to go." Dong Qiangqiang accidentally saw some scenes just now, and he was worried that Brother Yun would feel embarrassed when he saw him again.
"Go if you are told. Why is there so much nonsense?" Lao Bai pretended to be angry, "Let her wear you first before going in."
Dong Qiangqiang walked to the door of the bathroom, knocked on the door, and whispered: "Du Lan, I am Dong Qiangqiang, and I have brought you a blanket."
After he finished speaking, he waited for a while, but there was no response. He could only speak loudly again, while looking at Lao Bai.
Lao Bai winked at him, indicating that he could throw the blanket in first.
Just as Dong Qiangqiang was about to reach out and pull the door open, the door suddenly opened, and a trembling hand stretched out from inside, with blood stains on the back and arm of his hand.
"Blanket." The voice of the person inside was very soft.
Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly stuffed the blankets into each other's hands, and the door slowly closed.
Dong Qiangqiang and Lao Bai looked at each other, neither of them expected what happened next.
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