Li Wenlong's eyes were quick, his left hand pushed on Er Liangzi's waist, his whole body gravity moved forward, his right hand grasped Er Liangzi's hand with tile knife, and he threw Er Liangzi to the ground at once. The tile knife fell within three fingers of the middle colonel's palm. Everyone breathed cold air. If this knife was chopped, the hand would be absolutely useless.

"No, no, he's not going to hit me." When they landed, Li Wenlong's left hand turned into a hug and rolled over with his two legs in his arms. Since then, he got the two legs on his own body and landed his back...