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Chapter 1791: Who is afraid of whom?

"Who are you? You are so arrogant, you dare to talk to the police like this!"

Li Ming couldn't help but get angry when he heard this, pointing at Yao Ye's nose and cursing.

"Officer Li, they are masters of ancient martial arts, so it's better to be careful." Li Fei reminded with a smile.

"What a shitty ancient martial arts master, I've never heard of it."

The ignorant is fearless. It is precisely because he does not understand the ancient martial arts masters that Li Ming expressed so disapproval.

He felt that even if the two assassins in front of him were very skilled, could they compete with hundreds of policemen? After all, they could not defeat four punches with their palms. What's more, the weapons they carry were too different. No matter how high the kung fu was, they were afraid of kitchen knives. Could your flesh and blood body still resist the attack of bullets?

"A master who is similar to a cultivator, have you read the cultivation novel?"

"Well, there are masters inside."

"These two guys are almost the same as them."

"Really or not?"

Yao Ye laughed and said, "What's wrong? The little police officer, you're scared. Get out of here if you're afraid. Don't delay the uncle from killing this kid."

"What a joke. Since the first day of being a policeman, there has been no word for fear in our dictionary." Qi Manlin fought back unhappily, "As police, we will not let your atrocities succeed."

Li Fei persuaded: "Police Hua Qi, just leave these two guys to me for treatment. You can take the police officer away."

To be honest, he hoped that he could fight against the ancient martial arts masters alone rather than others coming to cause trouble. Of course, he understood that the police were kind-hearted, but since this, the fight between Yao Ye and the blood bats might not be able to be carried out.

Qi Manlin shook her head: "No, you are the one who wants to leave."

Li Ming nodded and agreed: "Brother Fei, what Qi Jinghua said is right. You can leave quickly and leave it here for us to deal with."

When Li Fei heard this, he felt a little moved in his heart. He was lucky to have these respectable and lovely police officers by his side.

"Please put down your weapon!"

Qi Manlin shouted to Yao Ye.

"Small guys, I'm not over and over, it's really noisy!"

Yao Ye really regretted not having a quick battle, so that the police suddenly came. It was indeed not a good thing to be too confident and conceited. Today's assassination plan might be ruined.

Seeing the police officers repeatedly forcing each other and refused to give in, Yao Ye couldn't help but be furious, and shook his hand without saying a word, and a black blade in his hand was thrown out.

The black knife flew like a top in the air, making a whirring sound. It was very fast, like an arrow from a string.

Seeing this, Qi Manlin and her colleagues changed their faces. No one expected that the surrounded assassin would suddenly attack the police officer. Unpredictably, no one could react and could only watch the sharp blade fly towards the policewoman.

Perhaps the next second, Qi Manlin would fall into a pool of blood. Policewoman herself seemed to realize something was wrong. It was too late to move her steps, so she had to close her eyes helplessly and leave it to fate.

However, the next second, a slight "puff" sound came from her ear, but no pain came from her body. It could only explain one problem, that is, the sharp blade hit someone else's body, so she curiously opened her eyes again.

In the flash of lightning, Qi Manlin himself did not see clearly what was going on, but Li Ming and the police officers around him could see clearly. It turned out that just as Yao Ye threw out the sharp blade, Li Fei, who was a few meters away from Qi Manlin, rushed to the police flower like a meteor.

In less than a second, Li Fei blocked Qi Manlin's face, stretched out his right arm, and instantly caught the sharp blade with his palm.

Although the Iron Shield Art Protection protects the body, since Yao Ye himself is an ancient martial arts master and has great power, the force wrapped by the sharp blade is not too small, because the blade still draws a shallow bloody hole in the palm of his hand.

However, this is nothing to Li Fei, because he knew that in no time, this small injury would soon heal itself, but it would have any impact on him.

In fact, Yao Ye did not want Qi Manlin's life. His goal was to instantly destroy the loudspeaker and give the other party a warning.

Everything seemed to be in his plan. Maybe in the blink of an eye, he would succeed and shock the police officers around him by showing his powerful skills.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, and at the critical moment, Li Fei actually broke out in the air and intercepted the sharp blade.

In fact, at the beginning, Yao Ye didn't see who the attack was, because Li Fei's speed was like a gust of wind, leaving several afterimages in the air. Knowing that the other party had stopped, Yao Ye then appeared that this guy was actually the target of his assassination.

A master is no less than a peerless master with his own strength!

This is Yao Ye's silent evaluation and impression of Li Fei in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Li Fei couldn't help but have abnormal physical fitness and defensive ability. Unexpectedly, his body movement was not at all inferior. This was simply a combination of Yao Ye and the blood bat.

"Brother Fei!"

Seeing the short blade falling into Li Fei's hands, many police officers, who were Li Ming, exclaimed in surprise.

Because they had also felt that the sharp blades in flight were extremely powerful. If a person was hit, his whole body would probably be cut into two pieces. Now, in order to save Qi Manlin, Li Fei took the risk and was hit hard. The situation is probably not optimistic.

"Li Fei, how are you?" Policewoman said carelessly, with endless worries between her eyebrows.

"If I can have anything, don't worry," Li Fei said as he let go.

In everyone's sight, except for a four or five centimeter-long blood mark on the palm of his hand, there was nothing serious about it.

"You are bleeding!" Qi Manlin exclaimed.

"It's just a little injury."

After Li Fei finished speaking, the wound slowly healed and stopped bleeding.

Yao Ye witnessed all this in the distance, and his chin almost fell in shock. What was going on? Li Fei was obviously injured, but how could he recover from his injuries in such a short time?

This is too incredible. Is Li Fei a legendary monk with a special physique? That is the self-healing person.

The physical condition of a self-healing person is relatively special. If he encounters trauma during a fight, if he does not encounter continuous attacks, his injuries will recover as before in a short period of time, which will be extremely helpful for the subsequent long-term fight.

"Are you a self-healer?"

Yao Ye asked uncontrollably.

"Self-healing?" Li Fei shook his head, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Stop pretending to be crazy here. It seems that your ability is far from imagination. I did underestimate you before."

"Yao Ye, how can you increase others' ambition and destroy your own majesty?"

The blood bat on the side couldn't help but remind him.
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