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"Cha..."

At this time, Lei Zhen really wanted to wail, jump, cry and scream. Even if he didn't touch it with his hands, he knew clearly that the rib that he had hit a protruding corner had broken, otherwise how could he have hurt so much?!

Lei Zhen felt dizzy at this time, and the bones in his body were moaning, but he still jumped up quickly. When he opened his eyes wide and tried to find the damn enemy, he happened to see Fujiwara Duanmu rushed to him in one step, so fast that Lei Zhen didn't even have time to react. Lei Zhen only let out a muffled groan, and was kicked and hit the pile of ruins behind him again.

Lei Zhen had no choice but to retreat. He shook his head hard. Just as he had barely dispelled a dizzy feeling, Fujiwara Duanmu's attack poured down like a storm. At this time, Lei Zhen could only reach out to protect the position where he had just been hit by the ribs, allowing Fujiwara Duanmu to kick out one after another. He kicked an impeccable combination technique in front of him.

It was not until this time that Lei Zhen realized that Fujiwara Duanmu's legs were actually more flexible than normal people's arms. He kicked harder, more accurately, and more elusive.

A "cracking" sound came from Lei Zhen's body. When Fujiwara Duanmu kicked Lei Zhen hard, he would spit out a mouthful of blood. At this time, he felt like more than a dozen people were carrying wooden sticks to beat him up. God knows how many kicks Fujiwara Duanmu kicked Lei Zhen's body in just a dozen seconds. Finally, Fujiwara Duanmu's body jumped up again, and his right leg was like a whip, making a 270-degree whirlpool in the air, carrying the most terrifying inertia, and hit Lei Zhen's head with a sharp roar of breaking the wind.

Lei Zhen was kicked by his feet and made a 360-degree rotation in the air, like an empty sack, falling heavily to the ground.

"Weak, too weak!"

Fujiwara Duanmu looked at the thunder dying thunder shattered in a pool of blood. A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes and said coldly: "You are weaker than I thought! However, I think those garbage clearly have no hope and no officers. They have not collapsed on this battlefield and have not surrendered to us. It is because of you, a person who can't even beat my grandmother, exists?"

Fujiwara Duanmu turned around and picked up his bayonet from the mouth of the dog who was also confused. He walked step by step to Lei Zhen, looking at the twists and pain left on his face before Lei Zhen fainted, and said calmly: "I will use your head to end the futile struggle of your Chinese soldiers! Before I joined the army, I was a famous martial artist. It is your honor to be able to die in my hands!"

Fujiwara Duanki held the bayonet with both hands and stabbed it hard at Lei Zhen's chest. At this moment, in an impossible situation, he suddenly saw an eye that was so bright that he seemed to be able to see his own shadow clearly! He heard a hoarse voice but with powerful oppression: "Is that so?!"

It's thunder!

It was the Lei Zhen who had already lost his ability to resist and should have lost consciousness and could not use his own strength to get up again for a long time!

Looking at Lei Zhen's eyes, a cold feeling instantly stabbed Fujiwara Duanmu's heart. A person who failed in the battle and was about to be pierced through his chest would never have such eyes. In his eyes, Fujiwara Duanmu saw... the confidence of killing with one blow!

A tearing pain suddenly came from his right leg, and a force came from his feet. Faced with this unexpected change, even Fujiwara Duanmu, who was a martial artist, could no longer maintain his body balance. He fell into his head and hit Lei Zhen hard.

Between Lei Zhen and Fujiwara Duanki's body, a dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing the water sac. Blood quickly penetrated the shirts of the two of them.

At this time, Fujiwara Duanmu's body was frozen.

At this time, Lei Zhen smiled.

Just as the bayonet was about to pierce into his chest, Lei Zhen poked out his left hand like lightning, grabbed the blade tightly, and took it to one side. His right hand raised hard, piercing a piece of shell four or five inches long into Fujiwara Duanmu's chest. Just before Fujiwara Duanmu's reaction, Lei Zhen's right hand, which tightly squeezed the shell tightly, twisted it hard again. A pain that made people unable to faint at all, hit Fujiwara Duanmu's brain, and instantly drained all his physical strength and possible counterattack.

Fujiwara Duanki tried his best to turn his head and turned his head. He really wanted to know why he lost. When his eyes fell on his right foot, which made him lose at the most important moment, a wry smile that was even worse than crying appeared on his face.

Still that damn wild dog!

When it was about to launch a killing attack on the enemy in front of it, it actually rushed over and bit his feet naked, and then tried its best to pull it out hard, winning and losing, death and life, it turned out that the distance was so close!

"But it was injured so badly, and I slapped it hard on the wound. It was so painful that it fainted. Why can it still maintain such strength, grasp my only flaw, and win the final victory for the boy in front of me? Could it be..."

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Duanmu suddenly widened his eyes.

"Yes, you guessed it right. We both deceived you by pretending to be dead!"

Lei Zhen, who was pressed under Fujiwara Duanmu, finally spoke, "I have no interest in knocking down your grandmother, I just want to kill you!"

"A dog that will immediately pretend to be dizzy and be dead when he is beaten. With his superb acting skills, he finally tempted me to expose the most unforgivable flaw when facing victory, and then joined forces to launch a fatal blow to me."

Looking at the dog that bites his bare feet and recalls the ruthlessness and madness it showed when it bites the bayonet in order to save its owner, Fujiwara Duanki finally figured it out. "That's right, a person who can take responsibility on the battlefield and inspires everyone to fight for the desperate momentum, a dog that is penetrated by a bullet on the battlefield and can still insist on sending the bullet back to his master. As long as I don't attack the vital points, how could I easily be knocked down by me? From the beginning, they used their tacit understanding, their strength and my underestimation of the enemy, setting up this sure-fire trap for me!"

"I……"

After a breath, Fujiwara Duanmu felt a dizzy and chaos in front of him. Even the thunder shaking that was close to him became vague in his eyes. As blood and vitality kept pouring out from the wounds of his body, Fujiwara Duanmu knew that he was going to die. An unprecedented sense of powerlessness hit his heart, and the breeze mixed with the water vapor of the Suzhou River also became cold and harsh. While shivering, he murmured to himself: "I'm so unwilling to accept it, I... insulted... the title of martial arts... I've insulted the honor of the family. My father... Please... forgive me!"

"I don't know what martial arts you are talking about."
Chapter completed!