The Dark King

Hearing his words, the obese middle-aged man's face changed slightly. He wanted to let other people grab all the foods distributed today, not let Du Di'an eat, and then let others take turns to consume Dudian's spirit at night, and let him sleep. When Du Di'an was exhausted, he could easily abolish him without any effort, and he couldn't think of the two jailers.

He was tarnished in his eyes. Although he was annoyed that the two jailers were nosy, he was not afraid. Not to mention a scarred child. Even if he was a strong wolf, he dared to pounce on a few mouthfuls.

"Get started." The jailer who knew Du Di'an smiled and said: "If you can't tell the difference, both of them will go to eat the soil."

The obese middle-aged man took a deep breath and slowly stood up from the mat. Although he was bitten in his feet, he was able to resist and fight hard. Step by step toward Du Di'an step by step. Come over.

Du Di'an leaned on the iron cage, and the faint pain in the whole body made his brow wrinkled. Looking at the obese middle-aged man slowly approaching, he suddenly looked up and said to the prisoner behind him: "Can I admit defeat?"

The jailer smiled and said: "Little guy, you better not to disappoint me, everyone is screaming, you can rest assured that this fat pig is not afraid to kill you, can kill you scum, only us!"

The obese middle-aged man squeezed his fist and smiled and said: "The kid, you should beg for the object of Laozi, call the ancestor, and the younger son will punch you!"

Du Dian regained his gaze and sighed and muttered: "Unfortunately, I don't want you to be such a stupid descendant."

"You are looking for death!" The fat middle-aged man's face fluttered, his eyes filled with angry killings, but he was not irritated. In the prison, he knows what role the people who can come in. He immediately took a deep breath and aimed at Du Di'an's shoulder injury. His eyes flashed slightly, and he lifted his foot and swept it out.

Hey!

The wind is whistling and the momentum is enormous.

Du Dian stared at him coldly, like a tiger with a bow on the ground, looking at the foot and sweeping his arms.

Seeing him raise his arm, the fat middle-aged man’s foot suddenly took over, it was a smash!

Dudian's arm also fell.

Obese middle-aged people secretly sneer, fight with me? He lifted his foot again and it was a huge kick.

Dudian saw him lift his foot and lifted his arm slightly.

The obese middle-aged person once again took the foot and was another attack.

He walked a few steps, changed his angle, and continued to kick and kick. Similarly, this time it was still a slap.

Such a continuous seven or eight feet are all attacking. As the saying goes, there are only three things. Under the repeated attacks, no one will be sure whether the next time the opponent is a real attack. The advantage of the attack is that every time you can deceive the opponent's defensive defense, it is very physical and energy, and patience.

A person has no defense and preparation, and the damage in both cases is almost different.

"Fat pig, you can't do it!"

"The courage is so small, it really is fat and weak!"

The people in the other cells next to the squatting road, although full of ridicule, but everyone secretly licked this fat pig, dealing with a wounded devil, but also use this kind of vain.

However, when thinking of the previous jailer, everyone did not dare to despise Dudyan. When he came in the first day, he let a jailer lie down. Such a person would know that it was extremely difficult to do without thinking.

The obese middle-aged man was not affected by other people at all. He did not decide to attack the real thing because of other people's ridicule. However, his face was very angry, and almost everyone else was still thinking that he was really affected. I couldn’t help but scream, but when I saw another attack, everyone suddenly lost their temper, and even ridicule was boring.

It was another seven or eight times to lift the foot and attack.

Du Di'an is defensive every time, breathing more and more, perhaps too tired, sometimes seeing the fat middle-aged people kicking, he is too lazy to defend.

In vain, the obese middle-aged man swept out of the same leg posture as before.

At the moment of kicking out, the obese middle-aged man’s tiny eyes were exposed.

Everyone thinks that this foot is another attack, and will be recovered in half. However, this time it didn't, but it kicked directly to Du Di'an's shoulder, which made everyone feel a glimpse.

Du Di'an, who had been breathing slightly, suddenly stopped breathing at this moment. The arm that had been almost unable to lift before, suddenly lifted up, lightning fast, and accurately grasped the fat middle-aged man's feet like a talon. Pull it out to the back of the cell!

At this time, all the talents suddenly noticed that Du Di'an's arm did not know when to reach out through the iron column of the cage!

This pull directly pulls the fat middle-aged man's foot out of the middle of the steel column. The latter suddenly has a big split and the body imbalance falls to the ground.

The arm activity involved the steel nail at the shoulder blade, and Du Di'an rubbed his teeth tightly. He suddenly rushed out from the sitting position. When the other person fell, his left hand grabbed his hair and slammed into the ground.

Originally, under the penetration of the steel nail at the shoulder blade, his arms were not only painful, but also made no effort. However, after the previous slow induction, Du Di'an found that his left hand was still able to make a contribution. Retire other people, relying on the strength of the left hand!

The left hand is eroded by the cold crystal, and there is no perception. Although the internal muscles still affect the steel nails at the shoulder blades during the activity, they can exert the same strength as before, but the greater the power of the explosion, the greater the movement of the steel nails involved. The pain will be heavier.

However, he knew that this was the hope he had to seize, the strong survival, and the pain that he almost smashed his scalp and broke out all the power.

Hey, the fat middle-aged man’s forehead squatted on the ground, especially in a split-fork position, which made him almost faint, and the waist spine and ankles made him want to yell, although he had done so many bad things. But it does not mean that he is extremely burdened with pain.

Du Dian grabbed his teeth and grabbed his hair. He waited for his backhand and his fingers slammed out!

Two screams, almost simultaneously, the index finger and **** of his left hand were deeply inserted into the eyelids of obese middle-aged people. The two eyes were suddenly squeezed out, and Du Di'an's fingers were buckled down and tightly buckled. Live and swing.

"Ah,"

Obese middle-aged people are almost mad, raising their arms and beating them.

A slamming fist slammed on Du Di'an's side, affecting the injury caused by the previous torture. Du Di'an turned pale and saw his eyes smashed. He immediately released his fingers, stepped back a few steps, fell to the ground, and gasped.

His best chance in the past was to take the initiative to attack when the other side attacked.

When a person is attacking, it is also the time when his self-defense awareness is the weakest. However, he did not choose this better timing because he was really unable to take the initiative, the pain in the whole body, and the injury caused by torture on his feet. To his sneak attack success rate, so it can only be counted. (To be continued.)