Chapter 1912: Tearful

"kill!"
Knowing that it is hard to die well, Morita roared, and the fish died and rushed towards Ye Tianlong.
Ye Tianlong waved his finger gently: "Take it down, live."
Han Qinhu blocked the past and smiled: "My prey, let me finish it."
After being escaped by Morita in the dock, Han Qinhu kept thinking about him. Now that he has the opportunity to head-on, he will naturally not let it go.
"go to hell."
Seeing Han Qinhu blocking the way, Morita was not afraid, and he shouted violently, and the vigor in his body burst out, rushing towards Han Qinhu.
The dying struggling shot, with the momentum of a shocking shock, hit out with a punch, really like a blue dragon going out to sea, with unparalleled power.
Hara Saiko's pretty face was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect Mori Tanaka to be so mighty. It seems that fortunately Ye Tianlong came tonight, otherwise he would be in trouble.
Thinking of this, she became more resigned and dependent on Ye Tianlong.
"boom!"
Facing this punch from Morita's attack, Han Qinhu still smiled, he also took a step forward, and then punched out.
There are no unpredictable moves, no esoteric and complicated routines, just a simple punch.
There is not much skill in a casual punch, but it is this ordinary punch that changes Morita's face.
Just because it happened to attack the only flaw in his fist.
Morita was extremely shocked, and he knew more about Han Qinhu's ability.
"boom!"
The two fists banged together, each withdrawing four or five steps backwards.
"Captain Kamikaze, just this ability?"
Han Qinhu, who has always maintained his strength, smiled coldly, his eyes flickered, and his aura suddenly exploded like a dam bursting a bank.
The momentum rolled and shocked.
Han Qinhu leaned over slightly, and slammed his feet on the ground. The ground made of wooden floor was directly turned into a pile of debris.
Flying away!
"Wow!"
And Han Qinhu shot at Morita like an off-string sharp arrow.
Morita's eyes widened in an instant, his expression suddenly cold, his body shook violently, and then he greeted him with a swooping attitude.
At the same time, both hands turned into palms, and with a howling gust of wind, they attacked suddenly, and the torn air flow blew between the two.
"Boom!"
The palms of the fists immediately collided and shook out a fierce air wave. The fragments that were supposed to fall were once again shaken out by this air wave.
Morita's body trembled fiercely, but he used his whole body strength, and he still suffered a lot from head-to-head encounters. It took a few steps to stabilize his figure.
There was another trace of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and waist.
Ye Tianlong looked at Morita's waist and smiled and said, "The more you go all out, the faster the blood will flow from the wound, and the more pain you will experience later."
Morita snarled, "I will not give in to you even if I die."
"Come on then."
Han Qinhu blew his fists, his body quickly bounced again, his toes like a steel knife, with a sharp momentum, he slashed towards Morita's head.
Han Qinhu's fists were arrogant and his legs were abnormal. This terrifying kick was quick and ruthless.
Morita didn't even have time to react, so he could only put his arms in front of his chest.
"Boom boom!"
As Ye Tianlong and Yuan Shazi blinked, Han Qinhu kicked out eighteen feet like a whirlwind. Morita, who was constantly blocking, felt that his arm was about to explode.
As Han Qinhu swept across the army in the last one, Morita slammed into Yuan Sako's dressing table, abruptly crushing the large table.
The voice trembled the hearts of the audience.
Morita just got up and saw Han Qinhu hit him again.
Morita resisted the pain of the wound, screamed and stretched out his hand to wrap the curtain next to it, and violently pulled it, rushing out into the air like a swallow and turning back.
"boom!"
The moment Morita left the dressing table, Han Qinhu hit it with a punch and directly blasted it into two.
"kill!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Morita came back from mid-air, and the violent fist fell in the air, with an astonishing energy.
This punch exhausted all Morita's skills, and a vigorous vigor enveloped in this punch, and the violent fist that formed was painful.
A cold light flashed in Han Qinhu's eyes, and he blasted out with a punch, violently, with bruises on the back of his hand.
Fighting with one punch, unparalleled momentum.
"boom!"
A blast swept across the audience, Han Qinhu and Morita's fists once again blasted together, stirring up a violent unparalleled wind.
The momentum is shocking.
Two meters after Morita's stature fell, the blood on the corners of his mouth was two more points, and the energy gathered from his fist was blown away again.
Han Qinhu also took a step back, bending his right foot uncontrollably, but he quickly stood upright again.
"Swish swish!"
Morita rushed again, his legs continuously attacking.
With a move, Han Qinhu rushed towards Morita.
Facing the legs swept by Morita, his face didn't have the slightest dignity, and the whole person directly plunged into the sky of legs.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Han Qinhu either punched, arm block, or leg blow, and Morita's leg shadow was not blocked.
The strength inherent in Morita's legs blasted Han Qinhu's arms, not much different from steel, and he just didn't make Han Qinhu step back.
When Morita's legs fell, Han Qinhu's murderous intent was revealed.
It's his turn to fight back!
"boom!"
When Morita wanted to stabilize his body after an attack, Han Qinhu stepped up and stepped down, and the ground under his feet trembled.
He was proficient in killing people with a simple punch, blasting Morita's face with the fastest punch.
Simple, rude, but can kill you in one blow.
Morita's face changed slightly. Facing Han Qinhu's attack, he couldn't dodge the attack and could only cross his arms.
Block in front of the chest.
"boom!"
Han Qinhu hit Morita's arms with this fist, and the power of his fist surged out, and all his brains rushed to Morita.
"what--"
In Ye Tianlong and their calm expressions, Morita snorted, and the blood in his body was tumbling for it, and his face turned pale.
At the moment after Morita flashed, Han Qinhu rushed towards Morita again like a cheetah.
fast!
This is the thought in everyone's mind.
After Han Qinhu approached Morita like a phantom, he punched him in the chest.
"Crack!"
Morita screamed, his rib was broken and he fell three or four meters heavily, and fell to Ye Tianlong's feet, blood from his waist also burst out instantly.
Ye Tianlong tilted his head slightly to Yuan Shazi.
Hara Sako stepped forward, grabbed Morita's katana, and fell mercilessly at Morita's right hand.
"flutter!"
Morita was chopped off with one hand, then the sword light reappeared, and the kick was also chopped off by Harako...
Morita screamed again and again: "Ye Tianlong, you will have to die..."
"Wow!"
Hara Sako took another knife and cut off Morita's other hand.
Morita yelled frantically: "Asshole, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost. I'm going to choke all of you to death."
Hara Sako did not hesitate, but with a slash with the samurai sword, Morita broke his last foot, and blood spurted two meters away.
"what--"
Rao Morita is like steel, and in this cruel hand and foot, he also screamed hysterically.
"Stop the bleeding, hand it to Zhen."
Ye Tianlong looked at the Morita, wiped a trace of blood from the back of his hand with his fingers and said:
"I want to see whether it is the bones of the Royal Sword Society or the strong means of Zhen."
They acted immediately.
Four hours later, Ye Tianlong walked into the Wanghai Cemetery in Australia City, which was regarded as a cemetery for civil servants. The burial site was filled with dead police and firemen.
Ye Tianlong walked for five minutes, then walked through a meadow and came to a tombstone in the corner.
There stood a person, Mo Feihua in plain clothes.
There is a bunch of flowers in front of the tombstone.
Hearing movement behind him, Mo Feihua pressed his gun bag and turned around. When Ye Tianlong appeared, he was slightly startled with surprise on his face:
"It's you? Why are you here?"
Ye Tianlong smiled and put the lily in his hand in front of the tombstone, and then took out two candies and put it on.
"Today seems to be the memorial day of your good friend Liu Xiaoxiao. Although I don't know him, it doesn't prevent me from giving her a gift."
Mo Feihua was taken aback for a moment, then sighed slightly: "You have already given it."
The living dead of Ouyang Xiong, the imperial sword club fell apart, and the whole city of Morita was hunted down... Mo Feihua was already very grateful to Ye Tianlong.
"not enough."
Ye Tianlong handed a picture to Mo Feihua with a calm expression:
"Three hours ago, Morita was taken by me. Half an hour ago, Morita's value was exhausted and I sank into the open sea."
"The position of the year, the torture of the year, the pain of the year, I have to pay Morita for your good friends..."
Ye Tianlong bowed to the tombstone, then put his hands in his pockets and turned and left: "Burn the photo of Morita's tragic death to her."
Mo Feihua's body was shocked, unbelievable, looked at the photo, and then lit the photo with a smile.
Burning, burning, Mo Feihua suddenly burst into tears...