However, his body was swaying and there was a strong smell of alcohol.

I can't bear to bully a drunkard with a knife.

"Are you Chen Dahong?" Daozi approached and asked.

"I am."

"Did you hurt Sanzi and the others?"

"I don't know who the third son is, but I did beat up a few shady guys before."

Daozi didn't speak anymore, but looked left and right, glanced at Brother Dali, and then asked: "Where is your son?"

"What do you care about my son? If you have a grudge or a grudge, just come to me."

"My mission is to capture you both." Dao Zi paused and said, "And you have to live."

Chen Dahong laughed: "Really? Let's talk about it after you can win."

Dao Zi sneered, suddenly kicked off his feet, and rushed towards Chen Dahong, as fast as lightning.

Chen Dahong also raised his fist as big as a casserole and smashed it.

At this moment, a flash of light flashed in the knife's hand, and a shiny butterfly knife suddenly appeared, and a cold light suddenly struck Chen Dahong.

Chen Dahong was really startled. He didn't expect that the knife would suddenly move. In addition, his mind was a little unclear, so he blocked it with his arm.

"Whoosh!"

The sword flashed across, a splash of blood splashed out, and Chen Dahong had a cut on his arm.

"Let you go crazy again!" The knife snorted coldly and slashed away again.

Chen Dahong was much calmer and did not use his arm to block it. Instead, he ducked away from the knife and grabbed the knife's wrist.

The knife was startled and he wanted to pull his hand out, but it didn't move.

Chen Dahong's hands are like iron pliers.

This guy has so much strength!

These were the last words in Daozi's mind.

Because next, Chen Dahong punched hard and hit the knife on the fragile bridge of the nose.

With just one punch, the knife made his vision black and he fainted.

But Chen Dahong did not let him go.

Thinking that this guy wanted to take his son back and keep him alive, Chen Dahong became angry and punched the knife in the face again and again.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

After about ten punches, the knife made no movement at all, and Chen Dahong released his wrist from the knife.

The knife fell limply, its face was of course completely human-like, and the butterfly knife also fell to the ground with a clang.

Then, Chen Dahong turned to look at Brother Dali.

Brother Dali, who was sitting on the ground, was dumbfounded.

This was the first time he had seen someone knock out with just one punch.

"Grandpa...Grandpa...you are really powerful..." Brother Dali said tremblingly.

Chen Dahong suddenly ran towards Brother Dali.

Brother Dali knew what Chen Dahong wanted to do and exclaimed: "Grandpa, no!"

But it was too late, Chen Dahong kicked Brother Dali hard in the face.

Brother Dali rolled over twice and fainted.

Chen Dahong tore off a strip of cloth from Brother Dali's clothes, wrapped it around the injury on his arm, touched his nose, and murmured: "Just now he said where Pan Yan's family is... Oh yes, I remembered it.

,Tongjing Garden!”
Chapter completed!