Yan Xiong was lying on the stone slab to rest. Escorting the merchants along the way was no joke. If he hadn't obeyed the Lord of the city-state, Yan Xiong would not have suffered this crime.
While he was drowsily sleeping, Yan Xiong heard a woman say in front of him that he had seen a wanted criminal!
Yan Xiong instantly became energetic!
The Lord of the City-State has many opponents and enemies. Although the Iron Fist of the Lord of the City-State has crushed most of his opponents, there are still many enemies hiding in the dark and waiting for opportunities.
These guys, without exception, all carry huge bounties on their backs, and they are undoubtedly worthy of attention to Yan Xiong.
"What did you say?"
Yan Xiong grabbed the woman in front of him and asked fiercely.
The woman looked at the dark, stout man in front of her, her whole body trembling, so she stammered: "In our settlement... a one-armed man came recently. When he first came, he was covered in injuries. I suspect that he...is the wanted...criminal you want to arrest."
"Can you say that again?"
Yan Xiong's eyes lit up and he said, "Did I hear you correctly?"
The woman bravely said it again, but this time Yan Xiong couldn't sit still!
Generally speaking, none of the wanted criminals of the city-state lord is a simple guy. Although Yan Xiong is a warrior with a rank, he does not dare to stroke the tiger's beard easily... But the woman said that the opponent is a disabled person and... Injured.
Doesn't this mean that I have an opportunity?
Yan Xiong directly called a few of his men, and under the guidance of the woman, walked towards Xiao Ju's residence.
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Song Ziyu was tinkering with a strange object he picked up.
The object was so broken that it looked like a piece of iron.
Song Ziyu looked at the object. If his guess was correct, this should be the remains of a laptop.
Song Ziyu was a little surprised when he found the thing in the ruins outside.
While he was thinking about the origin of this ruin, a black bear-like man sat in front of him.
"Who is your boy?"
Hei Dazhuang asked.
"do we know each other?"
Song Ziyu glanced at Hei Dazhuang, then lowered his head and continued to study.
I'm not interested in this guy.
"Asshole, Brother Xiong is talking to you!"
Seeing Song Ziyu's nonchalant look, Yan Xiong gave his men a wink.
This subordinate is well-versed in everything, so he naturally knows Yan Xiong's darkroom instantly.
Immediately, the subordinate cursed and slapped Song Ziyu.
boom!
With a muffled sound, Yan Xiong's men flew out.
Song Ziyu put down the piece of iron in his hand that was completely worthless, then looked at Yan Xiong coldly and said, "Are you planning to make trouble?"
"So what?" Yan Xiong glanced at his men, his expression ugly.
Just now, his own men almost slapped this crippled man in the face. Unexpectedly, he actually struck out at extremely fast speed and slapped his men away with his backhand.
This speed is really too fast.
Yan Xiong instantly became alert.
really!
Wanted criminals are not easy to mess with.
Out of caution, Yan Xiong changed his face and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, I heard that a capable person came to this place, so I am very interested in making friends with him."
"I'm not interested, go away!" Song Ziyu put down the fragment in his hand and stood up slowly.
"Boy, don't toast me and be fined with wine!" Yan Xiong said coldly: "I suspect that you are a criminal arrested by the lord of the city-state. Come with me now!"
"Um?"
Song Ziyu raised an eyebrow: "What is the lord of a city-state?"
This immediately stopped Yan Xiong from asking, because the question was as superficial as asking "Who is your father?"
"Boy, are you pretending to be crazy?" Yan Xiong became angry and punched Song Ziyu.
This punch is very powerful!
Yan Xiong's attack was very subtle and his timing was unexpected. According to Yan Xiong's intention, he would at least seriously injure this cripple with just one punch.
This was already a sneak attack without martial ethics, but Yan Xiong had no martial ethics at all, so it was considered an aboveboard attack!
However!
It was this one punch that was sure to happen, but it was caught by the one-armed man!
Yan Xiong's fist was pinched by the one-armed man.
Yan Xiong's expression changed when he saw this, and then he sneered again!
The reason why his expression changed was entirely because this one-armed guy was incredibly fast, much faster than Yan Xiong could have imagined!
But Yan Xiong finally laughed!
The reason is that as a level three strength warrior, Yan Xiong has extra confidence in his own strength.
Yan Xiong didn't believe that this guy dared to wrestle with him!
However!
The facts once again exceeded Yan Xiong’s imagination!
When Yan Xiong used 50% of his strength to hold Song Ziyu's hand, Yan Xiong found that the one-armed man's expression did not change at all.
Yan Xiong is interested! This person seems to be very thin, but his strength is not bad. It is indeed surprising that he can withstand 50% of his own strength without losing color.
So Yan Xiong used all his strength.
I thought this one-armed man should beg for mercy...but no.
Yan Xiong found that no matter how much force he exerted, the force would be like a mud cow entering the sea without any feedback. It was really evil.
A bad thought emerged in Yan Xiong's mind.
Not daring to neglect, Yan Xiong used all his strength in an attempt to fight to the death.
However, there was still no expression on the opponent's face.
"you……"
Yan Xiong was scared and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Is that all you can do?" Song Ziyu asked coldly.
Big beads of sweat overflowed from Yan Xiong's face.
After a short period of wrestling, Yan Xiong had already consumed a lot of energy.
"How could you..."
Yan Xiong was speechless.
Song Ziyu smiled lightly and said, "If you only have this little strength, then don't blame me for embarrassing you."
Finished!
Song Ziyu began to put more force on his hands.
It can be heard that Yan Xiong's fist made a rattling sound under Song Ziyu's hand. This was the sound of bones vibrating.
If you can't react, your hands will be crushed soon.
Yan Xiong's face was dark, with dark red in the darkness, indicating that he was holding back internal injuries.
Yan Xiong regretted it very much. He regretted that he had acted too hastily. This time he kicked the iron plate.
At this time Yan Xiong has two choices!
The first option is to immediately admit defeat and beg for mercy, which can turn into a fight.
But Yan Xiong couldn't lose his face.
So I can only choose the second option.
Naturally, the second option was to give it a try... Yan Xiong rounded his fist with his left hand and punched Song Ziyu.
According to Yan Xiong's idea, the opponent only has one hand, and he has two hands. Two against one, the advantage is mine!
So Yan Xiong punched brazenly.
Facing the incoming fist, Song Ziyu's face turned cold, and his murderous intent could hardly be concealed.
This murderous intent came from Song Ziyu's corpse mountain and the sea of blood, suppressed by a strong aura. As soon as Yan Xiong felt this murderous intent, he felt a little short of breath on the spot.
Not only that!
Yan Xiong's fist could no longer fall because of this!
Take advantage of it!
"Since you want to die, then I will help you." Song Ziyu's voice was like the Nine Nether Demon God.
