Since my body had been turned 180 degrees while I was in mid-air, it felt like I was doing a spin flip when I fell. The area on my back is relatively large, and when I fell, it was not very high to the ground, so apart from the normal impact, it didn't hurt much, but I couldn't continue to suppress Di Baotian.
I heard a loud roar from the direction above my head, and I knew it was Di Baotian turning over. If I didn't dodge at this moment, I'm afraid I would be pressed under him, and the sounds of those watching came to my ears. The cheers from people confirmed my guess. I didn't dare to dodge by sitting up, because I didn't know how the opponent would suppress me. If I was suppressed halfway up, I would be even less able to struggle. So I started to roll towards my left side, and just when I was in a prone position, I knelt down and stepped on the ground with my feet, and then stood up in a half-crouch.
As a result, Di Baotian and I were once again at odds with each other. At this moment, I saw his face, which was full of anger. It seemed that the beating I gave him all over his face had caused him a big loss. The bridge of his nose where my head hit me was also a big black bruise, and the nosebleeds were flowing down his face. Blood streamed from his nostrils. In the past, I would have been very happy when I saw the miserable state of my opponent, but now I can't be happy anyway, because one of the opponents is my brother for many years, and I have never fought in my life. The only time I fought was... Determining my life or death, the second reason is that they are a gang and have guns in their hands. Now the only people I can see are the less than ten people in front of me. Who knows if there will be others during our fight? After receiving the news, they came to support. I don’t know where Jiama Dan is going. It stands to reason that since my side was fighting such an earth-shattering battle, Jiama Dan should have appeared by this time.
I thought to myself that this was not going to work. I had to decide a winner as soon as possible. Even if I lost in the end, I couldn't delay the time like this. Of course, in this one-on-one duel, I was the one who couldn't afford to lose.
After a few seconds of confrontation, Di Baotian punched me again. Now I had a hint of his tricks, and I knew that even if I blocked the punch, he would immediately follow up with a kick or a punch. For another punch, it was better to dodge than to block it, so when his fist swung in front of me, I even leaned back and dodged it all of a sudden. As expected, Di Baotian immediately waved out his other hand after this punch, and this time he also raised his knee, intending to hit me with his knee.
I think he probably suffered a big loss because I hugged his thigh and pushed him down before, so this time he stopped using the pedaling movement and hit me directly with his knee. Although I am not a person who often fights, I know that if I am hit by a knee, the location must be below my hip bone and ribs. Apart from the spleen, that section of the stomach is the intestines, which also have no bones. If it hits me right in the middle, I will be in pain for a long time. So I made fists with both hands, lowered my body slightly to avoid the fist swung by my upper body, and the punch flew over my head with a loud roar. As I lowered my body, I put my elbows together, I bumped my elbow against his knee.
It's hard to tell who will suffer more, because they are all head-on. But when he was about to kick me, I clamped my elbow and moved it more than an inch to the side to ensure that when he hit hard with his knee, my elbow would hit the center of his thigh. Location. I have suffered a lot in that area. Although they are all real muscles, because the hands and feet are moving organs, they are covered with various nerves and tendons. There will be a very rapid soreness after a violent impact. feel. Sure enough, when he bumped into me, I pushed hard on his thighs with my two elbows.
"Ah!" I heard Di Baotian scream, and then he staggered back a few steps with his lame leg. It was not that his leg was really lame, but that he could no longer use it after being hit by such an impact. . I thought to myself that this was my chance to fight back. After all, I am also a person who is recovering from injuries. I can't overexert myself, especially my legs. I rushed towards Di Baotian, still holding his thigh in the same position as before, but this time I didn't hold his thigh, but held his waist, and locked his waist with both hands, and I My face was pressed against his stomach, and then I tilted my upper body, using the weight of my body, the strength of my hands and the force of my feet on the ground, to press Di Baotian's body downwards.
At this moment, I know in my heart that in terms of fighting skills, I am absolutely no match for such a professional soldier. In a head-on confrontation, I will only die an ugly death. But if I try to make the other person fall, that's a different story. My whole face and one ear were pressed against Di Baotian's belly. It was so soft that I couldn't use any strength. Instead, I heard a gurgling sound of intestinal peristalsis in my ears, which sounded quite disgusting. . After exerting force in several places at the same time, Di Baotian, who already had one foot sore and swollen, finally became unbalanced again and was pushed to the ground by me.
I originally thought about jumping up and beating him all over my face just like the last time, but I thought that when Di Baotian fell, he also expected that I would do this, and sure enough, I looked up and saw him falling. He had already put his hands on his head. So I jumped behind Di Baotian's head, put my left hand through the back of Di Baotian's head from behind, and then used the pressure of my body and the strength of my hands to pull his head together with the two hands holding his head. They were tightly clamped together under my left armpit.
I clearly felt that Di Baotian struggled a few times, but he had no place to draw strength from this movement, so he couldn't break free. I didn't bother to let him struggle, because it would consume the strength of both of us, so I adjusted my posture slightly, pushing the injured foot on the ground, and using the other foot in a way that was almost a leg lift. Position, my knees violently hit the back of Ji Baotian's head.
The back of his head was blocked only by the palms of one or two hands, which actually had no effect. After hitting him for more than ten times in a row, he was pinched by my armpit and suddenly shouted, "Stop, stop fighting!" Give up!
I was getting excited, but this sudden pause made me feel a little empty. But we are always gentlemen. We have agreed to decide the outcome, so we should not push ourselves too far. So I stopped hitting with my knees and saw that he was no longer struggling, so I let go of him.
After a fight, I didn't feel it when I was fighting. When I stood up, I found that there were many scratches on my body, all of which were rubbed on the rugged ground. I reached out and patted the dust on my body, and found that my hands and feet no longer seemed to be my own, and they were still shaking slightly. Di Baotian gasped and stood up tremblingly. After resting for a moment, he took the gun from the man's hand, then removed the safety and put the gun into his trouser pocket. Then he pointed at the man holding the silly girl hostage and said, "Let her go."
As soon as Di Baotian said these words, I instantly felt like I had been rescued. But the woman caught by Da Mao yelled, are you fucking crazy? If they walk out from here, our affairs will be exposed! What are you going to tell your superiors about later? When accountability is held, aren't we going to bury you with you? Di Baotian said nothing and did not even look at the woman.
After the woman said this, perhaps the men around her felt that they could not be implicated because of Di Baotian's decision, so the man who held the silly girl hostage did not let go, but looked back and forth between Di Baotian and the woman. I saw this posture, and it seemed that if Da Mao didn't let her go, the other party wouldn't let the silly girl go, so I took the gun from Da Mao, then grabbed the woman's collar and pushed her to the ground. Baotian's side, but the gun was not returned to him.
When I was about to say to Di Baotian that I would let him go and I hope you will fulfill your promise, the woman I pushed over seemed to be crazy and suddenly threw herself at Di Baotian's legs, extremely quickly and She accurately reached out and took out the pistol from his trouser pocket. Before Di Baotian could stop her, she skillfully pulled the bolt, pointed the gun at me and fired.
Even if I were ten times as capable as I am now, I still wouldn't be able to dodge this life-threatening bullet at such a short distance. But for some reason, that moment seemed to appear in slow motion in my eyes. I could even clearly see the firing pin hitting the bullet when I pulled the trigger, and the sparks coming out of the muzzle. I didn't even have time to think that I was about to be shot and die. Suddenly, someone hit my right shoulder and I was knocked to the side. After the gunshot echoed, I fell to the ground, and at the same time, I fell to the ground. , and Da Mao.
That moment just now, the big hair bumped into me. He blocked a shot for me in this way. But this shot never hit an innocuous place like his ear, but hit his right side almost an inch below the collarbone. That area is the lungs, and there are many large blood vessels. This shot can be fatal.
At this moment, I couldn't care about anything anymore and rushed to Da Mao's side. I ignored the gun pointed at me, and at this moment I heard Di Baotian yelling what are you doing, but I didn't bother to look back. I held up Da Mao's head. Da Mao was really knocked unconscious by the shot this time. He looked at me with confusion in his eyes, as if he was about to say something, but when he just spoke, he choked. Come out with a mouthful of blood. My eyes suddenly filled with tears, and I told him, brother, don’t talk, I understand, I understand.
Da Mao showed a gratified smile and blinked his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep. But he soon cheered up again, turned his head, looked at the silly girl who was yelling and crying not far away, and then slowly stretched out his hand. Handed.
The silly girl had been crying, but after seeing Da Mao being shot again, she cried almost hysterically. I thought to myself that even though the fool was mentally deficient, who was really nice to her? She knew clearly in her heart that Da Mao liked her clearly, but she also liked Da Mao, but this kind of love might be hard to express. , maybe when one day I become a fool, I will understand.
The silly girl struggled and cried. The dagger pressed against her neck had already made a wound on her neck. But she struggled to break free like this, seemingly not afraid of the pain at all. The man who held her hostage may have seen that the situation was over. So he let go of his hand and let the silly girl run over. She ran to Da Mao and burst into tears. She was babbling and didn't know what she was talking about. She looked very anxious and was almost speechless. I originally wanted to comfort her with a few words, but I didn't know how to comfort a fool, so I could only cry silently.
Da Mao stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the silly girl's dirty face that was full of tears. While crying, the silly girl rushed over and touched Da Mao's body everywhere, looking very anxious. Soon, she was in Da Mao's clothes. He took out a pack of colorful candies, then smiled happily, sat next to Da Mao, and ate candies one after another.
At that moment, I was extremely desperate. It turned out that the silly girl was crying just for candy.
