Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 77

Boom!

The wall was covered with dust, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of Wu Yu's mouth, but he didn't even hum. He bowed his head to avoid the second oncoming whip kick from the killer, and the wall above his head scraped off a curve of wall skin. !

Wu Yu originally thought that this killer who could only follow and spy was relatively average, but once they met, he knew that he was completely wrong. Men reach their physical peak around the age of twenty to twenty-six, and their speed, strength, and reactions are all optimized to their peak. What's even more frightening is that the young man in front of him not only has superior physical fitness, but he also leaves no room for death in his attacks, and his punches are packed with energy. The wind blew past my temples, wah! The fire cabinet exploded, and Wu Yu was instantly scratched with blood by the broken glass!

The force of that punch was enough to split one's brain. If he hadn't been able to hide quickly, he would have died on the spot by now. Wu Yu dodged and ran up several steps upstairs with a slight stagger, but the young man turned around and stepped on the broken glass, clinging to him like a ghost: "Is the legendary painter just like this?"

Wu Yu didn't answer. In an instant, he had already avoided two or three attacks, and he kept retreating upstairs. The killer was faster than him, until he retreated to the corner at the top of the stairs on this floor, and the two of them were almost face to face. Close to his face, the young man put his palm towards his throat:

"Or do you just want to die in my hands-?!"

In the blink of an eye, the tip of the killer's finger touched Wu Yu's neck, but at the same second, snap! With a sound, Wu Yu pressed down on the upper handrail at the corner and took advantage of the force to fly up!

call--

The killer felt the wind whistling at the corner of his clothes in front of him. Wu Yu grabbed the arm of the railing to support his whole body weight, and his joints twisted almost 360 degrees; his whole body spun over the killer's head in mid-air, and then bang! !

It was like a stunt shot in a movie, no one could see his movements and angles clearly. The killer didn't even have time to hide. Wu Yu kicked him from behind, smashing the window glass in the corridor!

The thickened glass on this floor is not that strong, and now it has fallen down the stairs in one piece and shattered into millions of pieces.

The killer's eardrums vibrated, his eyes turned black, and no matter how strong he was, he couldn't help but feel dizzy for half a second. In the gap of less than half a second, Wu Yu landed on the ground and stepped forward. The killer only had time to turn around and raise his hands to block. The next second, he felt that the world was spinning--

Wu Yu raised her legs and wrapped them around his neck. The two of them lost their center of gravity at the same time and fell to the ground. The textbook scissor kick, which was as hard and sharp as a textbook, was tightly wrapped around the killer's throat, and his neck bones immediately let out a clear rattle. Voice!

"Young man, don't think too much, don't be sentimental about the painter." Wu Yu gasped and asked, "Who sent you here?"

"..." The killer's face turned red and purple, and then turned blue. The muscles in his arms and thighs were tangled, and the blood vessels and veins were bulging. He looked shocking.

He scratched hard with both hands but to no avail. When the two of them fell to the ground at the same time, it was almost impossible to break free from the scissor legs. The suffocation caused by lack of oxygen made him struggle with all his strength. He kept pushing forward with his toes, and he happened to hit the safety door on this floor. The impact made the door panel make "bang! bang!" sounds.