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Chapter 948 This is murder

Chapter 948 This is murder

Ye Changqing's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He looked at Wang Hu with great disappointment: "Is this what you call cruel?"

Wang Hu smiled and said, "Even three days later, he will still feel a dull pain from my kick."

Ye Changqing shook his head slightly: "Do you think this is just a child's play?

I asked you to kill him!"

kill?

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I see, you need a shot of him dying, right?

Which part of his body should I attack so that he can fall to the ground and not move?

There was no set of moves from the beginning, and I don't know how many rounds it would take before he fell to the ground and played dead."

At this moment, Kuroda Teruta stood up, picked up a small desk and smashed it towards Wang Hu's head.

Wang Hu heard the noise behind him and turned around to see the small desk falling towards his head. He subconsciously raised his hands to protect his head.

Click~

The small desk was broken.

Ah ~

Wang Hu shrunk his neck in pain and kept shouting, "My arm, damn, this is a real scene!"

Ye Changqing's face turned pale when he heard this: "Wang Hu, are you fucking crazy? What's this about filming? This is real!"

Really?

Wang Hu looked back and saw Kuroda Teruta moving another small desk and walking towards him.

He immediately realized the seriousness of the matter: "Master, in movies and TV shows, they are mortal enemies, but in reality, they are not friendly neighbors?"

He doesn't really want to kill me!"

Neighborliness?

Ye Changqing was so disappointed when he heard this: "In reality, we are also mortal enemies!

Good neighborliness is just an act, can't you use your brain?

on!

kill him! "

Wang Hu was shocked when he heard this. He was shocked by Ye Changqing's remarks, which completely overturned his usual cognition.

Seeing Kuroda Teruta coming towards him again with the table in his hand, he was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly.

He retreated all the way to Ye Changqing.

He did not have the courage to kill, nor was he mentally prepared for a life-and-death battle.

Kuroda Teruta seemed to be crazy. He caught up with the retreating Wang Hu with the small desk in his hand and smashed it hard on Wang Hu's head.

Ah ~

Wang Hu suddenly let out a scream, but as he retreated, he had no time to defend himself.

I watched the small desk fall towards my head.

Suddenly, a fist as fast as lightning landed on Kuroda Teruta's throat.

Click~

The sound of broken throat bones was heard.

Kuroda Teruta suddenly stopped and the small desk in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Then he covered his neck and opened his mouth wide, just like a fish that had come ashore and couldn't breathe oxygen, opening its mouth wide in panic, but it was still no use.

He then fell to the ground, clutching his neck, his legs flailing and struggling for a while before slowly becoming motionless.

Everyone at the scene watched quietly. The thirty or so trained spies all stared with wide eyes, their eyes full of shock.

Aso Yuki was also stunned. He didn't expect that Kuroda Teruta would die suddenly while he was chasing.

The reversal was too fast for him to accept.

Wang Hu still raised his hands, as if blocking the small desk, and looked in shock at Kuroda Teruta who had turned into a corpse.

A voice kept ringing in my mind.

Killed!

Really killed someone!

The master killed someone!

Ye Changqing turned around and saw Wang Hu in a daze, raised his hand and slapped him on the head: "See, this is murder.

I asked you to kill someone, not play house!" Wang Hu came back to his senses, but he still couldn't accept it: "Really kill someone?

Master, I..."

Seeing Wang Hu's hesitation, Ye Changqing became even more angry: "The reality is that if you don't kill them, they will kill you. They are using your life to practice killing.

They are not good neighbors with you.

Don't have any fucking illusions. If you meet them, you must kill them, and you can only kill them.

The killing made blood flow like a river, the killing made corpses and blood pile up like a sea, the killing made ghosts fill the city, and the killing made bones everywhere.

They are scared of being killed.

Only then will they sincerely beg you to be a good neighbor!"

Wang Hu was stunned when he heard this. He was shocked by the murderous aura of his new master.

It was like seeing the Grim Reaper. Looking at the master's eyes, he trembled with fear for no apparent reason.

Seeing Wang Hu remained silent, Ye Changqing shouted coldly, "What are you looking at? Go and kill him!"

Oh ~

Wang Hu shuddered with fear, then stiffened. He responded and took a few steps forward, standing next to Kuroda Teruta's body. He looked at the thirty or so spies and said through gritted teeth, "Who the hell wants to use me as a training ground? Come on, come on!"

Suddenly a man with dyed yellow hair walked out of the crowd. He had a chain around his neck and walked unsteadily, like a street urchin.

When Wang Hu saw someone coming out, he kept shouting to himself in his heart.

kill!

kill him!

Kill him now! Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

Seeing the man coming towards him, he suddenly took a step forward and punched the man in the temple with a big punch.

Seeing the fist approaching, the opponent leaned back to avoid it. He suddenly retracted his fist and kicked forward.

bang~

He kicked him in the stomach and knocked him to the ground.

The man crawled to his feet, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and rushed towards Wang Hu again.

Wang Hu took two steps back, then suddenly stopped and punched the man on the head with his back hand.

The man fell straight to the ground.

Wang Hu turned around and looked at Ye Changqing as if asking for credit.

Ye Changqing couldn't help but curse: "Coward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward and stepped on the man's neck.

Before the man woke up, his neck was broken by a kick.

When Wang Hu saw this scene, he felt a chill on his back and a chill ran down his spine.

Master, this is a way of killing people.

It's too cruel.

It's like killing a chicken with a knife, quick and easy.

Ye Changqing turned around and looked at Wang Hu and said, "See? This is murder.

Kung Fu is a killing skill. It doesn't matter what moves or styles you use, or whether the moves are standard or not. As long as you can kill the enemy, that's all that matters."

Wang Hu nodded: "I...I understand."

Seeing this, Aso Yuki realized that he had met an expert and no longer cared about training. He shouted to everyone, "Everyone, attack together.

Let's beat him up and kill him together!"