He was not afraid of the visitor, but believed in Haonan's strength. After all, Li Fei specially called him from Hongxin's gang, not to mention that Haonan was the big brother of the Maple Leaf Hotel. No one knew that it was said that he was once a capable general under the King of Killers.

"You two can dodge too." Haonan ordered Feng Huolei's two subordinates.

"Yes, Brother Nan." The two of them had heard of Haonan's name when they were in Zhonghai City, so they were very respectful to him. They were also looking forward to seeing Haonan's skills.

So they couldn't help but take a few steps back to make room for Haonan to fight.

"Come on, little bastards." Haonan took off his horse, as steady as a bell, and hooked his hand.

"Beat you to death!" Meng Lang was so angry that he said the order, and the people beside him rushed forward.

Two "pengpeng" sounds, three or five fists hit Haonan, and the other party's face did not change at all.

"The combat power is really weak, it's far from my subordinates." Haonan shook his head and started to fight back. His left foot stood like a stone pillar, and his right foot tilted up, like a sharp spear that rushed out of the ground.

A member of the Hongxin Gang was kicked away instantly like a ball.

After Haonan made a move, he was out of control. His feet pedaled on one wall one after another, as if he was flying over the eaves and walking on the wall. When he landed again, he was already in the crowd.

The body rotated, and a sweeping leg made seven or eight people fall down around him.

Although the sweeping legs have good effects by surprise and cause certain damage to the enemy, they are rarely used in actual combat, because once the opponent is more stable and does not fall down in the sweeping legs, he will seize your defensive loopholes and make a powerful counterattack, such as hitting the face.

So Haonan's move was very risky, but it was successful. After all, the power of his fists and feet was still very powerful. The person he kicked was as if he was thrown into an iron rod.

"court death!"

Meng Lang pulled away his subordinates, walked to Haonan with great strides, and punched straight to the other party's nose bridge.

Hao Nan tweaked his left hand lightly, and then pushed the opponent's powerful and heavy fist to one side of his body, which had the charm of Tai Chi, and he used a quadruple to overcome hardness with softness.

However, his fists and feet were no longer so soft, on the contrary, like a torrent that broke out in the valley.

When Meng Lang's steps were unstable and his body was tilted, Hao Nan made an uppercut and punched the sky cannon, hanging his jaw straight.

Blood, like rain and fog, spit out from Meng Lang's mouth.

The moment Meng Lang was hit hard, his teeth bit his tongue and felt extremely painful.

Because of the pain, Meng Lang couldn't help but howl a few times.

"This is a hospital, please don't disturb the patient's rest. Who dares to cry and howl? I will beat him to death!"

After saying this, Haonan hooked Meng Lang's head with one hand, then put his arms into force, and pulled his head downwards.

At the same time, his knee suddenly raised. After a "click", Meng Lang's nose bridge was instantly broken. He quickly stretched out his arms and headed straight for Haonan's knee.

Meng Lang's fists and feet are also relatively hard. It is no problem to deal with a normal thug. However, this time, he found the wrong opponent.

Haonan is the best fighter among brother groups, and is even higher than Huo Jing, and it is still more than enough to deal with Meng Lang.

Perhaps because he was forced to look anxious, Meng Lang's fists went out with all his strength. Although he did not hurt Haonan, he effectively prevented the other party from continuing to use his heavy knees.

He looked very embarrassed, bowed his body, lowered his head, like a small shrimp.

Meng Lang was very depressed. Not only did he fail to assassinate Li Fei before, he was knocked away by the other party with a shit and anger. Today he was ordered to come to the hospital to hijack Zhuo Lingling, but unexpectedly he was intercepted by Haonan, who was nosy.

"Dingdong, Dingdong, Dingdong!"

When the thugs saw that Meng Lang was beaten so much that they felt that the strong man in front of them was not so easy to deal with, so they took out steel pipes from their arms, and several of them hit Haonan's back.

Haonan was covered in tendons, so he was not afraid of the attack of the stick. His muscles shook and shook the steel pipes. Then the hand that originally hooked Meng Lang's head turned into a palm, and he hit the other party's chest with one palm and immediately slapped it away.

Meng Lang's body flew backwards for two or three meters in the air, overwhelming several subordinates, and then he stabilized his body.

"I must fuck him down!"

Meng Lang snatched a steel pipe from his subordinates without saying a word, and did not attack immediately, but waited for the best time.

Haonan turned around and started fighting against the guys who had sneaked into him before.

The aura emitted by his whole body made many thugs around him deterred and did not dare to attack rashly.

“Up, up!”

Meng Lang said as he pushed his subordinates towards Haonan, while he walked forward along the crowd, and then a steel pipe smashed towards Haonan's head.

Haonan felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind, and then his head was stuffed.

Three or five wisps of bright red blood dripped down his forehead, making his face look a little scary.

Haonan suddenly turned around and his eyes were full of fierceness.

His appearance was like an angry lion, which immediately made the members of the Hongxin Gang become frightened and dared not breathe.

Brother Nan was angry, and the consequences were very serious.

He reached out and pointed at Meng Lang: "You beat the stick just now."

Seeing that the attack was successful, Meng Lang couldn't help but sneer: "That's right, it's your uncle, Meng Lang, do you want to reward you a few more times?"

"I can't guarantee that others can leave alive, but I can say with certainty that you can't leave today."

"Haha, joke, I think you're confused by the head, threatening me? I'm not scared, I'll just give it to me!" Meng Lang led the crowd to pounce fiercely again.

Dozens of bright steel pipes flashed under the lights of the corridor.

Haonan ignored the steel pipes with both fists, and while dodging flexibly, he kept punching hard, almost knocking down one person in each fist.

Soon, members of the Hongxin Gang, covered in blood, were lying in the corridor.

The distance between Haonan and Meng Lang was getting closer and closer, and the latter's several attacks failed.

Meng Lang is more scared from the bottom of his heart. Damn, if he doesn't attack the other party, it will be difficult to slam his strength.

In a blink of an eye, Haonan had already arrived in front of him.

"Go to you!" Meng Lang stabbed his abdomen with a stick.

Hao Nan immediately grabbed the steel pipe as soon as he fisted out, but shouted loudly. Before the sound had fallen, the steel pipe came to his hands.

"I don't need weapons to deal with you, otherwise it would be a victory."

After saying this, Haonan threw the snatched steel pipe to the ground.

Meng Lang turned around and ran away, like a dog falling into the water.

"I want to escape, but I have no way!"

Haonan flew and hit the opponent's back.

Not only was the posture cool, but it was also very powerful, so Meng Lang had no way to escape and fell to the ground with his face facing down.

When Meng Lang raised his head, his face was already covered in blood, and the skin on it was burning like fire. His flesh and blood body rubbed heavily against the concrete floor, and the pain was imagined.
Chapter completed!