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    Into the Apocalypse Flesh [51] The sharp knife flashed with cold light, and half of the white blade sank into the flesh.

    So cruel!

    Feng Jiye was punched hard by Yan Yi and fell to the ground. Two tubes of bright red nosebleeds slowly flowed out!

    If the direct descendants who were familiar with the relationship between the two saw this scene, they would be so shocked that their jaws would drop to the ground.

    These two are brothers who wear the same pair of underpants, have sex with the same woman, can deliver their backs, and can survive!

    Now they are fighting in the same room!Moreover, Yan Yi’s posture was as if the opponent had dug up his ancestral mountain tomb. He was so ruthless that he would not give up until the opponent was killed.

    After wiping the nosebleed on his hand, Feng Jiye lay on the ground and couldn’t get up for a while. The dazzling sky dazzled his eyes. He squinted for a while before he opened his eyes, only to find that there was an extra black spot in the gray sky.

    It was a black barrel.

    Feng Jiye smiled.

    Yan Yi is an impulsive activist who does what he thinks of.

    Feng Jiye, on the other hand, is a planning activist who will do whatever he plans to do.

    If Yan Yi is a person who does evil things openly, then Feng Jiye is definitely the kind of person who will trick you behind your back and kill you. But in front of others, he is always smiling, generous and decent. No matter who you are, enemy or friend, he has just the right measure, so that no one will have the slightest suspicion about him.

    Even if he suffers a secret loss from others in front of him, he can endure it, but afterward, just wait for him to take advantage of him!

    Therefore, it is not unreasonable and unreasonable for two people to hit it off immediately when they meet, and even call each other brothers, right?

    Therefore, now that Yan Yi pointed a gun at him, he was not surprised at all. After all, this could be regarded as the hatred of seizing his wife.

    Getting up, Feng Jiye didn’t fight back and let Yan Yi point the gun at him.

    Another hard punch hit his face, and Master Feng collapsed to the ground again and never got up again.

    Yan Yi’s fists and kicks hit Feng Jiye’s face and body, punching hard to the flesh, and kicking hard.

    For a while, the muffled sound of beating flesh could not be heard, and it was piercing to the ears.

    Feng Jiye gritted his teeth and took the hits one by one without saying a word. He could only moan a few times when the pain was so severe.

    I don’t know how long it took, but the two of them collapsed on the muddy ground, panting heavily, motionless. One was too beaten to move, and the other was tired from the beating and lay down to rest.

    It is estimated that Young Master Feng has never been beaten so badly in his life, and he was beaten by his good brother. That suave and delicate face, and those affectionate peach blossom eyes, have long been swollen and indistinguishable, and the whole body is in a miserable state.

    The areas where his clothes could not cover were covered in blood and flesh, and the muddy ground where he lay was stained red by the blood he shed.

    The gun in Yan Yi’s hand had already flown away. He was lying on the dirt floor with his eyes wide open, gasping for air.

    After a long time, Feng Jiye got up with difficulty and sat down. He didn’t know when a dagger with a cold light appeared in his hand, and he looked at Yan Yi who was lying beside him.

    Upon seeing this, Yan also got up and sat down, staring at Feng Jiye with a pair of red eyes.

    Feng Jiye raised his knife and lowered it. The sharp knife flashed with cold light, and half of the white blade sank into his flesh.

    The sound of the dagger penetrating flesh sounded dullly in the ears of the two of them, but it shook Yan Yi’s heart like thunder.

    “Yan Yi, this is what I owe you.” A hoarse voice came out with difficulty from his throat. Feng Jiye wanted to show off his signature evil smile, but found it extremely difficult.

    The shocked Yan Yi had not recovered from the scene in front of him, but when he heard the words spoken by Feng Jiye, his heart slowly fell.

    “But, for Xiaoxiao, I, Feng Jiye, will never give up!”

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