Since I am Dasha Chun

Chapter 137 Do You Have Something To Say?

In other words, this matter started a moment ago.

Since the thin man and the fat man made up their minds to kill people and build their prestige in order to join the Axe Gang, they sneaked to the walled city to show off to the villagers who had offended him before.

They sneaked around in a corner and saw Su San and the others arguing with the renter from a distance.

"Hey, Ah Xing, those bastard neighbors are just across the street, and there are a few of them with high martial arts skills. That handsome guy who looks as handsome as you is also there. Do you want to rush over now?" Fatty looked into the distance and asked road.

"Are you stupid? Although I know Tathagata Palm, rushing towards it will inevitably be too powerful. What if I hurt you? Let's take a look first?!" The thin man winked at him and signaled.

"Oh." The fat man nodded thoughtfully.

"Then how do we kill people?!" Fatty thought for a while and asked.

"That is, use this!" The thin man took out a few small knives after he finished speaking.

"This is a fruit knife? What are you doing with this? If you don't rush up, do you want to peel an apple?" The fat man asked suspiciously.

"Damn! You're only peeling apples, and I'm well-known in the weapon spectrum!" The skinny man put it off.

"What?!" the fat man asked.

"Little Li~Fly~Knife!" The thin man said firmly with a long voice.

"Xiao Li~oh,~fly~~knife?~!" The fat man repeated.

"Yes, it is Xiao Li's flying knife, which ranks third in the weapon list! This flying knife is three inches and seven minutes long. It was made by the blacksmith of Zhulongzhai for the fruit stand next door. A little light comes first, and then the cold is overwhelming!

If I use my internal strength, Babaili can kill others, but because Xiao Li Feidao's moves are too brutal, I won't use them lightly.

This time, I saw that the bastard neighbors in Zhulongzhai had a bit of fist and kick, and I was going to use one hundred and one hundredth of my skill to deal with them, but it was more than enough! "The thin man explained.

"But why don't you use Tathagata palm?" the fat man asked suspiciously.

"Didn't I say that Tathagata Palm is too powerful, I'm afraid I'll hurt you!" the thin man explained.

"I didn't expect you to be able to fly the knife with Xiao Li. It's too good. You have to teach me when the time comes." The fat man looked forward to it.

"No problem, come on, first apply something to me." The thin man took out a small bottle, poured some liquid into the bottle, stuck it on the handkerchief, and then wiped it on the blade.

"What is this?" asked the fat man.

"This is the venom I squeezed from the snake's fangs from the snake seller in the vegetable market. Hehe, as long as you get hit by my throwing knife, you will definitely die, except for your profound internal strength!" The thin man nodded thinking of the scene in the morning.

"That must be very powerful!" The fat man gave a thumbs up.

"Rebellion?!~~~~"

Following the roar of the charter woman, both the fat man and the thin man trembled in fright.

"That fat woman screams like a pig, she deserves to die!" The thin man commented behind an iron cage in the distance.

"Learn!" The thin man turned his head and taught the fat man a lesson.

The thin man took out the throwing knife, stared at the charter woman in the distance, and prepared to use his strength.

He held the handle of the knife in his left hand, took a deep breath, and charged back.

"call out!"

With a swing of his wrist, the throwing knife shot out and went straight to the wall above his head. The flying knife had excellent elasticity and toughness, and it bounced back immediately when it hit the wall.

"boom!"

"Pfft!"

The flying knife bounced back and stuck in the thin man's own shoulder.

???

Ok?
The thin man turned his head to the left, staring at the flying knife with wide eyes, with a look of incredulity.

Damn, die, die, die!
what happened?

Am I just going to die?
Would he have to foam at the mouth immediately and die from poisoning?

However, the thin man only felt some pain in his shoulder at this time, and the signs of poisoning did not seem to be prominent.

I'm sorry!

Could it be that the snake seller was fooling me, that the venom was not squeezed from behind by him at all?

It hurts, it hurts enough.

The thin man covered the vicinity of the wound with his hands to prevent blood from flowing out.

"Hey, why?"

The fat man was going to ask him why Xiao Li's flying knife was useless?

"Why what?" the thin man interrupted.

"You throw it!" said the thin man.

The fat man saw the throwing knife that the thin man was holding earlier, he hesitated and said, "Shall I throw it?"

"Hurry up!" The thin man said firmly.

"Oh oh oh."

Fatty had no choice but to move forward, then took out the fruit knife and threw it forward.

"call out!"

"Pfft!"

The throwing knife turned around and flew towards the thin man's right shoulder, and then went straight into the thin man's shoulder, penetrating a bit into the flesh.

???

The thin man's eyes widened as he stared at the throwing knife inserted into his shoulder, with a bewildered expression on his face.

My god, what kind of knife throwing technique is this?
He wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

"Sorry, what do you think?" Fatty stepped forward, squatted beside him, and asked with concern.

"I think you can move forward and aim a little more, okay?!" The thin man blinked and said after a while.

"Okay!" Fatty nodded in agreement.

He squatted and moved forward, switching the throwing knife from his right hand to his left, staring at the charter woman who was still arguing with everyone in the distance, picked up the throwing knife, and charged back.

"Pfft!"

The throwing knife was inserted into the thin man's right arm directly because of the fat man's energy accumulation, and more than half of the handle of the knife was inserted.

The thin man showed pain, but he still held back his cry. He closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"call!"

As soon as the fat man exerted his strength, the things in his hands flew forward, heading straight for the charterer.

"Snapped!"

Then came the scene just now.

"Who threw the knife handle?!" The charter woman in the distance was furious.

"Knife handle?" Fatty saw the charter woman was hit by the throwing knife he threw, and before he had time to chuckle, he heard her cry.

The fat man turned his head and saw the thin man leaning against the wall, sweating profusely, enduring the pain with his eyes closed.

"Hey? There's another one. Where's the handle?" The fat man was a little puzzled when he saw a fruit knife with only a blade but no handle stuck in the thin man's arm.

"How do I know where you threw it?" the thin man said weakly.

"Could it be the same one? No reason?" Fatty turned his head and thought.

After finishing speaking, he directly pulled out the three-inch long flying knife with his hand, and put it in his hand to observe. It may be that the speed was too fast, and there was not even a trace of blood on the blade.

"No!" The thin man couldn't bear the pain, and couldn't help saying.

"Excuse me!"

"Pfft!"

Fatty realized something was wrong, and inserted the blade of the flying knife into the original wound in the opposite direction. The whole movement was so smooth that no one could find any fault.

Uh uh uh uh!

The thin man only felt that his right arm was filled with iron and lead, heavy and numb, and at the same time it was bitten by thousands of ants, so painful that he couldn't speak at all.

He closed his eyes tightly, his body was tense, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Do you have something to say?" The fat man asked seeing his trembling face.

"Yeah, I'll do something important first, and then I'll contact you." The thin man got up on his stomach after speaking, and was about to leave.

The charter woman in the distance saw the two of them sneaking around, the cat was there, and they didn't know what they were doing.

"Oops, I was discovered!" Fatty turned his head and saw the charter woman staring at him from a distance.

In desperation, he immediately stood up, picked up the iron cage in front of him, and raised it over his head, ready to smash it.

(End of this chapter)