The doomsday fight continues...
When the bikers rushed over with their weapons, Cheng Yixia dodged sideways and raised his bloody sword to block.
The swinging crowbar was dodged, the falling steel pipe was blocked by the machete, and the machete took advantage of the gap to slash across her left hand, leaving a bloody wound from her wrist to her forearm.
Cheng Yixia snorted coldly, gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and chopped down with the big knife clenched with both hands.
The thugs were shocked. Most women would have dropped their knives in pain after having such a big cut on their hands. Seeing the woman swinging the knife at them, they immediately backed away.
An inch longer, an inch stronger. This ring-handled broadsword looks intimidating. Anyone hit by it will fall down on the spot.
Cheng Yixia stared at Huang Yu, took a step forward and chopped at his head.
Huang Yu was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He picked up the water knife in his hand and tried to block.
drop!
The broadsword and the water knife collided with each other and were unsurprisingly shaken apart, with blood splattering out.
The water knife fell to the ground, along with half of Huang Yu's palm. Four fingers and half of the palm were soaked in blood and lay peacefully on the ground.
"Ah!!! My hand!!!"
Miserable wails echoed all around, and Huang Yu fell to his knees in pain, holding his wrist tightly with his other hand. His arrogant face was now wrinkled in pain, and his tears wet his lip studs.
"What a pity that I didn't shave off your skull."
The hooligans around looked at the miserable Huang Xiao. The wound on Cheng Yixia's left hand was still bleeding, staining her entire arm red, but she didn't care. She picked up the big knife and looked at the hooligans around her, and continued to say,
"This time, I will hit you more accurately. I hope you will have the same good luck as him."
good luck? This is called good luck? !
If you're lucky, you'll lose half your hand. If you're unlucky, then...
The hooligans touched their heads nervously, while Huang Xiao behind them was still wailing and roaring.
"Hurry up and take this bitch down! Break her arms and legs! I'm going to torture her to death!!! My hands... hurt so much!!!"
The hooligans looked at each other, holding the weapons in their hands and hesitating.
"Anyway, I've lived long enough. Let me see how many rubbish I can take to hell with me! Haha!"
Cheng Yixia's smile gradually became more ferocious, with his blood-stained hands holding a blood-stained sword, like a bloody evil ghost.
"Damn! This woman is a lunatic!"
"Whoever trades his life for a madman is a fool!"
"Coward! You're afraid of even a woman!"
Lu Yu couldn't help but scold him.
At this time, Cheng Yixia finally lost his patience, raised his sword high, and rushed forward!
"superior!"
Lu Yi shouted angrily, and the gangsters scattered. Among them, Lu Yi hid the farthest and even got on his own motorcycle.
When the gangsters came to their senses, they felt something was wrong. They looked back and found that the crazy woman had disappeared, with only a few drops of blood left on the ground.
As they looked from a distance, at the corner of the street, Cheng Yixia raised his fist with one hand, slowly raised his middle finger, and showed a mocking smile.
Then disappeared.
"Fuck! What are you doing? She ran away!"
Huang Xiao and Hong Xiao fell to the ground and wailed continuously. They pounded the ground with one hand in frustration and roared:
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