chapter 18 To vent my anger for you

However, he blocked the punch for Salimu Lim.

Irving Mok stopped looking at Khurran and looked at Salimu Lim again, and then he punched again.

However, at this moment, the fat man appeared in front of him again, and his two hands were already tightly holding Irving Mok's right hand: "Don't hit Salimu, if anything happens, come to me!"

"You damn fat man! It's just you! Are you coming at me? What kind of a piece of shit are you? Even if I beat you to death, your family won't dare to say anything! Damn!"Irving Mok was furious when the fat man grabbed his right arm. angry.

How dare a pariah dare to go against him?

The sun really comes out from the west!

What the hell!

"roll!"

"piss off!"

Irving Mok cursed.

However, the fat man did not leave at all. He only knew that Salimu Lim was in a critical period now and must not be disturbed by others!

Besides, if Salimu Lim hadn't given him hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones back then, he would have starved to death on the streets at that time.

Salimu Lim is both his eldest brother and his benefactor.

Seeing that the fat man didn't move away, Irving Mok frowned and waved his left hand.

Snapped!

A slap hit the fat man's chubby face!

"Untouchable, let go of your dirty hands, I told you to let go!"

However, it is strange to say that after receiving such a huge force, the fat man's hands were still holding on to the opponent's arm, but his chubby face was already swollen and could even be clearly seen. The scarlet five-finger mark.

"court death!"

Irving Mok was furious, made a fist with his left hand, and punched Khurran's face one after another.

The beating made Khurran whole face look like a bloody man.

Finally, the whole person fell heavily to the ground.

"Untouchable!"

Irving Mok glanced coldly at the fat man on the ground, and then his eyes fell on Salimu Lim in front of him again. Seeing that Salimu Lim was still standing with his eyes closed, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Pretend, give it to me." I keep pretending! I have to beat you up!"

As soon as the voice fell, he hit Salimu Lim hard on the face.

However, the next moment, he was stunned.

Because, at this moment, his feet couldn't move.

Lowering his head, he saw two bloody hands grasping his right leg. These hands naturally belonged to Fatty Khurran.

Khurran, who had a blue nose and swollen eyes and was covered in blood, raised his head, looked at Irving Mok, and said, "Come to me if you have anything!"

At this moment, none of them knew that Salimu Lim had slowly opened his eyes.

In fact, he knows everything about what is happening in the outside world.

When he saw the fat man looking like this, Salimu Lim eyes instantly moistened.

He wrongly blamed the fat man.

In his opinion, Fatty would be the same as Ingrid Lim, but now...

wrong!

"Untouchable! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Irving Mok was completely irritated by Khurran. This was the first time he was so angry. A sharp voice rolled out of his throat, and his entire facial features looked distorted.

At this moment, he was staring at the fat man below, and then he raised his left foot and was about to step hard on the fat man's body!

If he were trampled like this, the fat man would definitely be trampled to death!

He will die!

However, at this moment, a figure came quickly, squatted down, and grabbed the fat man's shoulder with his right hand. Then, he patted the fat man gently, raised his palm, and sent a breath of spiritual energy to the fat man.

"Salimu, let's go, leave me alone, let's go!" Fatty Khurran said anxiously. Seeing that Salimu Lim eyes were moist, he was stunned: "Salimu, are you crying? Why are you crying! I look like this now Is it miserable? It’s not miserable! This guy is so weak that he can’t kill me!”

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, Irving Mok's eyes became sharp, like sharp blades.

This pariah actually called him a weakling!

After all, his cultivation level is still at the seventh level of the martial arts realm.

Damn fat man!

"Khurran. Stand aside while Salimu vents his anger for you."

Salimu Lim looked at Khurran and said, at this moment, he already regarded Khurran as his friend.

Since they were friends, that friend's business was Salimu Lim's business.

"He hit you with his right hand, right?"

Salimu Lim said, his tone was indescribably solemn.

However, Irving Mok said with great disdain: "Yes, I hit him with this hand! I hit him so much that his whole face swelled up, his teeth fell out, and he was hit all over his body. Blood is like a bloody person. Likewise, I will hit you with this hand later!"

"I'll beat you until you beg for mercy, beat you until you kneel down, beat you until you can't take care of yourself, beat you until your crippled father can't recognize you, beat you until your mother doesn't even know you're his son, hahahahaha!"

As he said this, he actually started to laugh triumphantly, as if he had seen the scene where Salimu Lim would be beaten violently by him later.

Salimu Lim didn't reply to Irving Mok who mocked him wantonly. Instead, the fat man next to him , Khurran, defended Salimu Lim and was extremely angry.

Salimu Lim grabbed the void with his right hand.

Immediately afterwards, a sword fell into his hand out of thin air.

Salimu Lim, who was holding a sharp sword, had a huge change in his demeanor at this moment!

It was as sharp as a peerless sword, and seemed to compete with the sun for its brightness.

Uh-huh!

The sword in his hand fell suddenly.

Nine Swords of Waves! >

Under one sword.

Suddenly, a bright sword light flashed away.

Immediately afterwards, an arm was cut off by Salimu Lim.

The bloody arm rolled to the ground.

A howl like a slaughtered pig echoed between heaven and earth.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"My right arm!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Irving Mok entire facial features were distorted, and his right arm was chopped off alive by Salimu Lim!

But Salimu Lim just used a sword.

He doesn't even have the ability to resist!

When the two young men behind him saw this scene, they exclaimed: "Hidden sword!"

"You are a swordsman!"

There was disbelief on their faces.

Sword cultivators are very rare in the Qing Kingdom.

Seeing Salimu Lim approaching step by step, the expressions of the two young men changed.

One of them quickly said: "Salimu Lim, what are you going to do!"

"He is the son of the head the Mok Family! You...don't mess around!"

This man's voice was trembling when he spoke, obviously he was afraid of Salimu Lim.

After all, Salimu Lim was a genuine swordsman.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Salimu Lim raised his head and glanced at this person indifferently.

"Salimu Lim, who do you think you are? Do you want to kill people in public? You..." another person said.

Uh-huh!

However, at this time, Salimu Lim suddenly raised his right hand and pointed forward.

With one finger, a blood hole suddenly appeared on the man's forehead, and blood kept pouring out from it.

Plop!

The man's body fell directly to the ground, his eyes widened, and he looked like he was dead.