Ximenting drove wildly all the way, still making phone calls. Today's situation was too unexpected. The phones of the brothers were either turned off or unanswered. This was originally an impossible situation, but he happened to show up. Although Ximenting used force
The weak ones can be ignored, but his IQ has completely inherited the high wisdom of Old Ximen. He can easily come to the conclusion that what happened today was a big trap, and everyone must have been dragged down. It seems that the other party
I want to defeat them one by one!
Ximenting kept making calls on his cell phone, but he understood that these calls would be useless for a while, so he finally gritted his teeth and dialed Hua Moli.
The eldest daughter of the Hua family has a hot temper, and her father is a member of the military region. The special operations brigade is always on standby. Facing such an evil killer, other ordinary soldiers are absolutely no match, let alone
He called the police. At this time, he regretted calling Murong Feixue.
"Take this woman into the building and leave it to me. Remember, don't use the gun. If you do, it's hard for us to win. This guy is a young man, the type who can't be provoked. I'm on the edge of a sword with him.
After a few moves, it's best to grab the fire blue dagger directly!" The cheekbone killer said with a gloomy look.
"I know, we need to solve it quickly. If there is such a big noise, maybe the police will come up!" The sharp-tongued guy also thinks very fast. In their line of work, what they need is fast speed and high efficiency, or
Either you will die in the hands of the target, or your wings will be broken in the hands of the police. No matter how powerful you are, you are just one person and a gun. If there are no hostages, you will 100% end up in a hornet's nest.
As soon as the sharp-mouthed guy entered, Mo Yang's motorcycle arrived. The cheekbone master smiled sinisterly and took out a samurai sword from the grass next to him. This was the spot they had stepped on early. It would be difficult to bring the long sword to the city.
It’s convenient, so I’ll stay here!
When Mo Yang walked in, the cheekbone killer was already waiting for him.
"Mo Yang, the number one seed of the Marine Corps of Country M, a master of fighting, his marksmanship is unrivaled in the world today, he is known as the Gunslinger!"
The cheekbone killer narrowed his triangular eyes and said calmly. It seems that he has done his homework before. He has memorized all the relevant information about Mo Yang in his mind. It is not easy to do this line of work. All kinds of information are required.
Memorizing things by rote is really a waste of his age.
"Where's my girlfriend?"
Mo Yang was not interested in discussing a meaningless issue with a killer. Since he came to kill him, he had naturally checked his information. Mo Yang was not surprised at all.
"Your girlfriend is fine. We haven't even hurt a hair. Of course, there is a premise, that is, we have a fair fight here. You can't use a gun, you can only use the guy in your hand. If you don't
Be careful if you use the gun, your girlfriend's life will be at risk!" The cheekbone killer said with a sinister smile. His purpose was to force Mo Yang not to use guns. As long as he took out the fire blue dagger, he would have a chance.
This guy has considerable confidence in his skills!
"Stop talking nonsense and let's get started!"
Mo Yang flipped his hand, and the fire blue dagger appeared in his hand. The cheekbone master immediately released a greedy look. He didn't have to come this time, but he asked for the order to go, just for this fire blue dagger.
The sky was filled with clouds at some point, and strong winds were blowing. In the abandoned industrial park, the long grass in the open space was swaying in the wind, and it looked as if it was almost broken. A few lonely small trees were standing there.
Staggering around under the strong wind, even though it is autumn, the strong wind can still make people feel the slightest chill. With such a violent wind, it is a problem for normal people to stand still.
At this moment, Mo Yang and the Cheekbone Killer seemed to have roots on their feet, staring at each other motionless. Neither of them made a move first. Judging from their posture, they had the majestic atmosphere of a martial arts contest between heroes in ancient martial arts novels.
scene.
The wind became stronger and stronger, and the dark clouds in the sky were stitched together. A thunderous thunder resounded through the sky, and lightning illuminated the entire earth.
Suddenly, the cheekbone killer who was still standing motionless raised his hands, and the scabbard of the katana came out of the air, and the dazzling blade struck Mo Yang like a bolt of lightning.
Mo Yang held the fire blue dagger in his backhand, kicked off the ground with both feet, rose into the air, and stabbed out with the white blade.
When encountering each other on a narrow road, the brave will win. When masters fight, momentum is also important. When two people raise their hands to move, neither one will lose even half a point to the other in terms of momentum.
The white knife shadow and the fiery blue edge collided with each other in the air, and the two figures instantly intertwined.
"Exhortation!"
The indestructible fire blue dagger and the katana collided together without causing any damage, only sparks flying everywhere.
Good knife!
Mo Yang not only shouted in his heart, the fire blue dagger was indestructible. At such speed and strength, according to common sense, the cheekbone killer's samurai sword would definitely be split into two, but he didn't expect that it didn't cause any damage at all!
Sure enough, it was a fire blue dagger. My sword made of thousand-year-old cold iron could not even open a small hole in it. The cheekbone killer was also shocked, and then a smile flashed on his face. It was just a smile.
fleeting!
"roar!"
The two stood up again and collided in the air, neither of them could do anything to defeat the other.
Mo Yang started to feel a little impatient. If this continues, Yang Yuhuan can't wait any longer. These killers are not good people. There is nothing they can't do.
Sure enough, the sharp-mouthed guy hiding in the unfinished building was licking Yang Yuhuan's pink neck. Yang Yuhuan was so tired that he couldn't breathe. His already tall chest began to rise and fall rapidly, which was a woman's peculiar body fragrance.
It also began to spread out, making the sharp-tongued killer somewhat unable to control himself.
Damn it, anyway, the fighting outside will last for a while, why not punish this delicate beauty on the spot, and it will not be in vain to come to China and take on this mission.
The eyes of those fighting outside were fixed on Yang Yuhua's towering chest.
The next moment, his dirty big hands climbed up to the pair of tall sacred peaks, rubbed them hard, and thought to himself, good women are indeed in China. I will come to China if I have the opportunity in the future.
It feels really cool in the hand.
"ah……"
Yang Yuhuan, who had originally focused all his attention on Mo Yang, was frightened by the intrusion. He couldn't help but exclaimed, and then bit the sharp-mouthed killer's hand hard.
Mo Yang, who was concentrating on confronting the cheekbones master, heard Yang Yuhuan scream and couldn't help but become distracted. When the cheekbones master saw Mo Yang's distraction, he laughed evilly, raised his hands and shouted loudly, "Cut in the wind!"
The katana struck Mo Yang's head with countless sword shadows. The speed and strength were two completely different concepts before!
