Chapter 10 You Are Too Weak
Fang Long and Fang Hu were blood brothers, working in perfect tandem. As soon as Fang Hu charged, Fang Long, without saying a word, lunged forward as well, his gaze fixed intently on Song Xiaodong, ensuring that his dagger would stab unhesitatingly wherever Song Xiaodong tried to dodge.
Song Xiaodong didn’t attempt to evade at all, simply raising his foot and aiming a kick at Fang Hu’s wrist.
The kick was swiftly executed; if Fang Hu tried to stab again, his wrist would undoubtedly be hit first. Given the force and speed of the kick, it was very likely to break his wrist.
Fang Hu had exceptional combat skills. With a flick of his wrist, the dagger was already slicing toward Song Xiaodong’s calf.
By that time, Fang Long had already pounced, his dagger thrusting toward Song Xiaodong’s chest.
"Not too shabby. Looks like you guys have been through the military," Song Xiaodong complimented, even in such a perilous moment, and spat the cigarette butt at Fang Long’s face.
Fang Long instinctively turned his face aside, but Song Xiaodong already reached out his right hand and grabbed his wrist.
Fang Long was shocked, immediately leaping with a kick at Song Xiaodong to prevent his dagger from being snatched away.
At that instant, he felt a tremendous force on his hand, uncontrollably swinging downward, and at the same time, his leg met the motion—his own dagger stabbing into his thigh.
Song Xiaodong, meanwhile, still stood on one leg, engaging with Fang Hu’s wrist for a couple of exchanges, but Fang Hu couldn’t dodge, allowing Song Xiaodong to kick his dagger away.