"Wow..." The knife-wielding face opened its mouth after landing, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This kick was too heavy, and it cost half a life to kill the knife.

Even the man with black mole was stunned.

He never thought that Zhou Tian's kick was so powerful that he could kick the knife's face so far and spit out a mouthful of blood. He was obviously suffering from serious internal injuries.

"It's your turn, come here and show your hands again."

Zhou Tian pointed to the black mole man and said slowly.

The black mole man rolled his eyes in anger. He also realized that Zhou Tian was indeed a rare master, and his strength was far above them.

It seems that he underestimated the enemy just now. This man surnamed Zhou is so strong! The black mole man secretly thought to himself that he felt that he was the past and would probably follow his companion's footsteps and vomited blood.

So the black mole man hesitated and stood there glaring at Zhou Tian fiercely without saying a word.

What Zhou Tian didn't like most was the black mole man who looked like he was dead, but he didn't dare to beat him, so he was still standing there staring at him?

It seems that someone is afraid of him.

"Don't dare?"

Zhou Tian snorted coldly and walked to the black mole man.

"Damn, what's wrong with me?"

The black mole man cursed and bit the bullet and acted as a hero, but he didn't dare to come to Zhou Tian.

How could Zhou Tian be in the mood to waste his saliva with this guy?

If you want these two swords to convince them, you have to defeat them hard and make them completely convinced.

So Zhou Tian didn't say anything else, and walked closer to the black mole man in just a few steps.

The black mole man was a little panicked. He had already experienced Zhou Tian's strength and knew that he might not be Zhou Tian's opponent.

"Go to your mother!"

The black mole man cursed and decided to take action first. Suddenly, he punched Zhou Tian in the face! The fist was filled with the sound of wind, and the punch was still quite fast.

Zhou Tian sideways and avoids this punch, it is still very easy. After all, the strength of this black mole man can only be considered average.

After avoiding the black mole man's punch, Zhou Tian stretched his hand and grabbed the black mole man's wrist! "Ah you!"

The black mole man was shocked. He never expected that Zhou Tian was so strong that while avoiding this punch, he could also grab his wrist with his hands.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang... Zhou Tian’s knees were so badly black that the man’s belly was pushed more than a dozen times in one breath.

This made the man with black mole miserable, even worse than his companions. He opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Just crazy just these two tricks?"

Zhou Tian shouted coldly and kicked the black mole man to the ground.

With a thud, the man with black mole fell to the ground and struggled for several times but did not get up.

Zhou Tian looked at the two sword hands lying on the ground and said to Wu Jiu: "Take it back first."

"yes."

Wu Jiu agreed and took his team members to escort the two sword hands out.

When we got outside, the group got into the car.

Zhou Tian did not return to Zhou’s house, but went to the place where Wu Jiu temporarily lived.

Wujiu stayed in an inconspicuous hotel and booked two rooms, which was still very low-key.

After placing two knife hands into the hotel, he entered Wujiu's room.

After the door was closed, Wu Jiu and four team members stood behind the two sword hands, while Zhou Tian was sitting beside the bed, looking at the two sword hands in front of him.

"You two want to die or live?"

Zhou Tian looked at the two sword hands coldly and asked them.

The two sword hands were no longer as arrogant as they were in the nightclub before. They realized that they would have to throw their lives here if they couldn't do it well today.

There are indeed people who are not afraid of death, but they are all those who have lost confidence in life or are insecure willed people who have suffered a major blow.

For example, these two sword hands have very strong willpower and desire to survive, so they can't bear to die.

“We want to live.”

The sword face finally couldn't bear the strength anymore, and lowered his head and said to Zhou Tian in a low voice.

Zhou Tian looked at him and snorted coldly in his nostrils.

These two boys pretended for a long time and were still afraid of death. This would be much easier.

"Want to live?

Haha, it depends on your performance.”

Zhou Tian smiled coldly and looked at the two sword hands.

When the black mole man saw Zhou Tian say this, his heart was cold.

He knew that Zhou Tian had already been controlled by him. If he couldn't do it well, Zhou Tian would force them to do things.

"Young Master Zhou, tell me, how do we show it?"

The black mole man asked Zhou Tian nervously.

"You went to the hospital to kill Sun Dameng. Actually, you wanted to attack me, but you didn't have a chance, right?"

Zhou Tian asked directly.

"Yes."

The man with black mole was not hiding, so he nodded directly.

The sword-striped face didn't say anything, which was a default.

"We have no grievances in the past, but we have no grudges in the past, so why should we attack me?

Who are you ordered?"

Zhou Tian asked in a cold voice.

Both sword hands remained silent. They dared not speak, let alone reveal their employer's identity.

When Zhou Tian saw the appearance of the two sword hands, he knew that today he might be a waste of his hands.

These two guys refused to say anything. It seemed that only by letting them suffer a little can they admit it.

After looking at Wu Jiu beside him, Zhou Tian winked at him.

Wu Jiu was waiting for Zhou Tian to give orders because he had long been impatient.

"Bow me."

The four team members under Wujiu ordered.

"No!"

The two sword hands shouted in unison, with a look of horror on their faces.

But it was useless for them to beg for mercy. Four team members under Wu Jiu rushed up together and beat the two sword hands.

Moreover, the style of playing is quite particular, so they won't let their lives be killed, but they can endure the consequences.

Within a few strokes, the two sword hands couldn't hold on anymore and were beaten to the point of being bruised and swollen.

"Step until they say it."

Wu Jiu added another sentence, took out a cigarette and lit it with Zhou Tian, ​​and the two of them watched it all.

The two Daozhe hated him in their hearts, and they wanted to kill Zhou Tian and Wu Jiu.

But there is no way, because they are not strong enough, they have to lie down in front of Zhou Tian and Wu Jiu.

Five minutes later, the knife-width face couldn't hold back, and pulled his neck and shouted, "Don't hit it anymore, I said, I'll say it all!"

"Don't hit him first."

Wu Jiu said.

The four team members stopped slapping the knife in the face, and they all greeted the black mole man together.

In this way, how can men with black moles bear it?

If the time is not long, I can't stand it.

"Stop hitting, I'm willing to say it, I'm going to say anything."

The black mole man shouted weakly.

Wu Jiu waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to stop.

The two sword hands then took a breath and looked at their faces with despair.

"Why are you going to be beaten up?"

Zhou Tian asked coldly.

"Young Master Zhou, let me tell you that we are here to kill you under the order of Duke Diao."

Dao Jian's face was gasping heavily, and said to Zhou Tian.

"Drinkman?

Who is the fishing man?”

Zhou Tian asked.

"Diao Gong is a nickname, no one knows the old man's real name.

But if I mention someone, I believe Mr. Zhou should know."
Chapter completed!