Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

Chapter 32

As soon as the words fell, Scar's machete was swung over, Chen Jianan quickly pushed Zhou Renjun away from the gap between the two of them, and the machete drew down from the gap between the two of them. Was split in half.

Without waiting for the scar to raise the knife, Chen Jianan's nine-section whip was already thrown out like a whip, entangled the blade, and pulled his hand back. The scar was staggered and Chen Jianan kicked it. When the man kicked away and the machete escaped, Scar's body flew back two meters, and slammed heavily on a round glass table. With a crash, the table was smashed to pieces by his huge body, and he almost wailed. Even the ceiling shattered.

When everyone saw this situation, their expressions were shocked.

The two horses yelled, holding a knife and stick from the left and right. The nine-section whip in Chen Jianan's hand drew an arc in the air, wrapped the long knife on the left and flew out, just cutting from the ear of the horse on the right. past. Ma Tsai touched his ears smoothly and touched blood in one of his hands. He was so frightened that he landed on his ears. The stick in his hand also messed up the square. Once Chen Jianan grasped it, he hit the man's abdomen with his other hand continuously. At the same time, with a wave of his right foot obliquely to the rear, he kicked the horse on the other end.

His action was quick and cruel, but it took the three of them down in tens of seconds.

Qin Yunfei's expression on his face was calm and relaxed, but he couldn't help but change. He sank and shouted, "Slap me to death!"

The remaining few people swarmed up with their weapons, because the target had become Chen Canan, which gave Zhou Renjun a respite.

Chen Jianan grew up so big and fought countless fights, but they were all in the style of Wangbaquan. He had never shown his true ability to fight with people. At this time, his firepower was fully on, his body was as agile as lightning, and a nine-section whip was on him. The hand is graceful like a dragon, and the fist is hard and fast.

He couldn't see how he made the punches at all, only heard the painful grunt of the punches.

The sofa, table and chair were smashed and torn apart during the fight. Of course, it wasn't just the tables and chairs that were stumbling about.

Seeing that everyone in the room was brought down, the little horse who had been taking care of Qiao Wen couldn't help but rushed to the whole with a knife.

Chen Jianan had already blushed at this moment, didn't even look at it, turned around with an iron whip, pulled the person out half a meter away, and couldn't get up again.

Qin Yunfei looked at the mess, the originally enchanting face, at this moment, was terribly dark.

He had originally held a knife in his hand, and now he took another from his waist, two dazzling short knives, as if desperately waiting for a bloodthirsty beast.

He stared at Chen Jianan fiercely, wishing to devour his life, gritted his teeth and said: "Jianzinan, I really underestimated you!"

Chen Jianan wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and sneered: "Brother Fei doesn't give people a way to survive, I can only make a way out for myself."

Qin Yunfei didn't speak any more, only a cold face, yelled, and leaped forward, touching the coffee table he turned over, his figure flashed in front of Chen Jianan almost treacherously, and the two short swords were divided into two. Bow left and right on the road.

This move directly blocked Chen Jianan in three directions, and he could only retreat quickly. However, as he retreated quickly, Qin Yunfei chased him even tighter. Because the two were almost physically close to each other, his nine-section whip lost its advantage, and he could only deal with it with his bare hands. With his fist and the blade, it was obvious that he was naturally at a disadvantage.