The dog-licking villain only wants to be doggy, and the heroine doesn't follow the routine!

Ouyang Zuoheng's arm bent in a way that a normal person could not do.

It broke again, and the arm drooped completely.

He turned around and punched out, causing Long Aotian to spin a few times and fall to the ground, spitting out blood. He tried to get up twice but failed.

Ouyang Zuoheng pulled out the dagger from his thigh, staggered to Long Aotian, put the knife in his mouth and bit it, stretched out his hand, grabbed Long Aotian's hair, and lifted it up, making Long Aotian tilt his head back.

Then he clamped Long Aotian's neck with the bend of one leg, and with a grim smile, he grasped the dagger with the only hand he could move, and slashed it into Long Aotian's chest.

Long Aotian's body trembled, but he had no strength to resist and could only slap Ouyang Zuoheng's thigh weakly.

"It feels great, right? I've killed your junior brother, now I'll kill you!"

Zhao Ritian was lying on the ground unable to move, and said with difficulty: "Fuck... if you... have the guts... come at me... you bastard..."

Ouyang Zuoheng looked back at Zhao Ritian who was unable to move, smiled evilly, and stabbed Long Aotian's chest with another knife.

With one blow after another, Long Aotian was unable to resist and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

Zhao Ritian's eyes were bloodshot. He slowly turned around, staggered over, and tried to hit Ouyang Zuoheng with difficulty and powerlessness: "Let...let him go..."

Ouyang Zuoheng looked at Zhao Ritian, shook his head, stabbed the knife into Long Aotian, grabbed Zhao Ritian's neck, and looked at him with a smile:

"God's chosen one? Hahahaha! Pah!"

He threw Zhao Ritian to the ground and said, "I'll step on you! I'll step on you! I'll step on you! I'll step on you to death! Bitch! Despicable thing! Single-celled idiot!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out: "Old dog Ouyang!"

As soon as Ouyang Zuoheng turned his head, Lu Chengwen raised his knife and slashed it - swish!

Ouyang Zuoheng screamed, and his hand was cut off!

Lu Chengwen aimed at the neck, but Ouyang Zuoheng risked his life to block it and only chopped off the hand.

Ouyang Zuoheng jumped up, without any hands left, jumped into the air, and kicked Lu Chengwen seven times in a row!

With every kick, Lu Chengwen could hear the bones in his chest breaking!

The last kick landed on Lu Chengwen's face, and he spun and fell out.

Ouyang Zuoheng stood here, with his arms, one broken and hanging, and the other without a palm.

He looked at himself and realized that he was finished.

“You…you three…I just didn’t expect…I, Ouyang Zuoheng, a hero in my lifetime, would actually…”

Puff-!

Turning his head, Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian worked together to insert the dagger into his anus!

Ouyang Zuoheng took a few steps forward, staggering.

Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian supported each other, both of them had fierce looks on their faces!

Follow Ouyang Zuoheng.

Long Aotian raised his leg and kicked the dagger: "You are a shitty hero!"

Ouyang Zuoheng continued to move forward.

Zhao Ritian raised his leg and kicked the dagger: "Can someone who gets his ass raped be considered a hero?!"

Long Aotian looked at him: "Say something serious."

"I said to him, what do you care about?"

Long Aotian kicked him again: "You are a nuisance! Your whole family is a nuisance!"

Ouyang Zuoheng felt pain and weakness. He no longer had the energy to fight.

I could only rely on instinct and move forward with difficulty, tears in my eyes.

Zhao Ritian kicked the dagger again: "You're still a hero? How can a scum like you call yourself a hero?"

Lu Chengwen smiled: "Old Ghost Ouyang, you die first, and your father who is hiding behind the scenes will be here soon. Do you know who is waiting for you and your son? Jiang Yuanzheng, Bugu, the big organization, Skynet... all those who have my uncle's blood on their hands! None of them can escape! We in the Yanbao Sect have nothing else but one thing, we hold grudges!"

"Yes!" Zhao Ritian kicked again: "Master uncle is in heaven, he can close his eyes now!"

“Hahaha!” Long Aotian also kicked: “I don’t know why, but I feel like being the eldest senior brother of Yanshou Sect is so damn cool!”

Ouyang Zuoheng looked at Lu Chengwen and raised the arm without a palm: "Lu Chengwen, I'll fuck you..."

At this moment, a figure rushed over like a beam of white light, shouting angrily: "Old Ghost Ouyang!"

Ouyang Zuo Heng looked up and saw a figure blocking the sun...

The long sword in his hand became the last light that Ouyang Zuoheng saw.

Ouyang Zuoheng’s head rose to the sky!

Mo Zigui stood on the ground, shook off the blood on the sword blade, stretched out his hand horizontally, and caught the falling head.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened them suddenly, and shouted:

"Ouyang Zuoheng has been killed by us! Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"

……

The three brothers sat under a big tree, passing a pack of wrinkled cigarettes to each other, with the smoke curling like a bend.

The three of them were smoking and were silent.

At this moment, even Zhao Ritian was silent.

The three of them looked at the sunset, sometimes looking back at their brothers beside them, not knowing what to say, so they simply shut up and continued smoking.

After a long while, Zhao Ritian said, "If there are more enemies at this time, I really can't fight anymore. I don't have the energy anymore."

Long Aotian and Lu Chengwen looked at him together: "Stop being such a badass!"

Lu Chengwen was smoking a cigarette and suddenly laughed.

"However, the way you two worked together today was quite like brothers."

Lu Chengwen looked at them and said, "I think it's better to have more brothers than more enemies. Don't you agree? You should stop fighting each other. You are obviously the most trustworthy brothers on the battlefield. You should be like real brothers in the future, helping each other, sharing happiness and difficulties! How do you think?"

Zhao Ritian looked at Long Aotian, and Long Aotian smiled slightly: "Brother Ritian, if it weren't for you today, I would have lost my life several times."

Zhao Ritian nodded: "You did... save me..."

Lu Chengwen was very happy: "Come on, shake hands, shake hands! Oh, don't be shy! Shake hands, we will be brothers from now on, go through mountains of swords and seas of fire together, eat, drink, gamble and whore together! Come on..."

The two of you looked at each other, tentatively holding each other's hands.

Lu Chengwen patted his head and said, "That's good! After all, there's no deep hatred. These are just some trivial things that happened when we just met. We are heroes, right? It's just... uh... there's no acquaintance without fighting! And you both admit that the other's martial arts are very strong. You know this better than anyone else, hahaha!"

At this moment, Liu Ruyan landed on the ground.

She was already furious, and drew out her long sword, pointing it at the three people: "Which bastard came up with the idea to force me to fight with the bastards of the Ouyang family!?"

Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian were both shocked and pointed at each other: "Him!"