Du Haoxuan wore a black T-shirt and solid-color jeans on his upper body, and he assumed a standard military fighting posture, glaring fiercely at Zeng Haoran opposite him, like a bellicose wolf.
Zeng Haoran wore a white shirt and gray trousers on his upper body, and displayed the same standard military fighting skills. A sword-like light gradually appeared in his bright eyes, and his whole body was stretched like a leopard ready to attack.
One was arrogant, the other was decisive. In the blink of an eye, fists and kicks were exchanged without mercy. After a quarter of an hour, Du Haoxuan discovered that he could not get any benefits. He couldn't help snoring in his heart. This Zeng Haoran is indeed not an empty air. Not only does he look first-class, but he also has fighting skills.
It's also very tough.
Unfortunately, today, Zeng Haoran was destined to fall into his hands.
Muloluo stood aside and watched, feeling an indescribable excitement in his heart. He originally thought that Zeng Haoran was just a gentle and elegant accountant, but unexpectedly he was an extraordinary fighting expert. Zeng Haoran's punches and kicks were so powerful that
It was so vivid that it gradually forced the arrogant Du Haoxuan to retreat continuously, but she felt inexplicably comfortable in her heart, hoping that Zeng Haoran would teach Du Haoxuan a lesson and vent her anger for her.
Just when Muloluo was happy for Zeng Haoran, a strong arm unexpectedly grabbed her waist from behind and led her towards the hospital.
"Haoran~" In panic, Muloluo shouted Zeng Haoran in shock.
Zeng Haoran was distracted and felt suffocated. Lin Xinya was dragging Muloluo away from his sight. He wanted to go over to save her, but while he was distracted, Du Haoxuan seized the opportunity and hit him hard.
Suddenly, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Zeng Haoran couldn't care less about fighting with Du Haoxuan anymore and wanted to rush over to save Mu Luoluo, but Du Haoxuan insisted on not letting go. Zeng Haoran was so anxious that he was about to explode. The explosive power he aroused made him push Du Haoxuan to the ground regardless of the situation.
Fighting to the death, hitting the vital points with every move, Du Haoxuan lay down on the ground without any help, but laughed wildly, "Zeng Haoran, don't even think about leaving here today. If you have the ability, just rush out."
All of a sudden, four men rushed out, all wearing racer vests and covered with muscles.
Zeng Haoran gritted his teeth. Did Du Haoxuan deliberately drag him to death here?
Without hesitating for a moment, Zeng Haoran decided to break out of the encirclement without hesitation, but it was useless... Eight hands and eight feet surrounded him at the same time, blocking him tightly. Zeng Haoran's eyes were red and his body was flying.
Beat the opponent until he retreats and then surges up, retreats and surges again.
This group of people was exhausted, and four new people were replaced. In short, they trapped Zeng Haoran in the center and refused to let him leave.
"Haoran~" Mu Luoluo looked at Du Haoxuan from a distance for the last time. Zeng Haoran wanted to rush in front of her like crazy, but he couldn't. There were always a large number of people in front of him to stop him, and he was kicked and beaten mercilessly.
Zeng Haoran refused to give up, and Muloluo suddenly sobbed and cried.
"Luoluo~" Zeng Haoran looked up to the sky and screamed in pain when he finally caught a glimpse of Muloluo in the gap in the crowd.
The person is no longer visible, but Zeng Haoran still perseveres unswervingly and fights without giving up, but... he is neither iron nor steel, nor is he an omnipotent Daluo god. The strength in his body is gradually improving a little bit.
He was exhausted, and his desire to save Muloluo made him struggle to hold on. Even if his whole body was injured, his body and mind ached with it, and even if he could no longer exert any strength, he would not give up, never give up...