In the past, Xihua would definitely have been fooled by this move. After undergoing a lot of training, his agility has become very high, and he also practices Hongquan every morning, so he doesn't have too much panic. At the same time, he
I was also surprised by Fan Xiaoye’s speed.
Xihua's right foot sank slightly, like a horse stance, and the knee of his right foot hit Fan Xiaoye's leather boot hard. Fan Xiaoye's right leg was pushed upward by Xihua's knee.
He was forced to change and kicked Xihua on the inside of his thigh. Xihua shouted and held Fan Xiaoye's shoulders with both hands. During his fight, there was no distinction between men and women.
Fan Xiaoye's expression changed. Because the distance was too close, there was no way to dodge. His shoulder was grabbed by Xihua. Just when Xihua was about to crush Fan Xiaoye's shoulder, Xihua's eyes changed and he subconsciously moved his right hand.
A cold light flashed past, and there was a scar on his right palm.
At the critical moment, Fan Xiaoye's right hand popped out a dagger in her hand.
"Damn bitch." Xihua stuck out his tongue and licked his injured part, full of hatred.
Fan Xiaoye is not an impulsive person. If she were in normal times, she would definitely have a big fight with Xihua, but now she saw that people from the Salt Gang were almost hacked to death by the Dragon Gang, so the top priority was to run out.
Fan Xiaoye grabbed a few empty wine bottles and threw them at Xihua. Xihua avoided them one after another, giving Fan Xiaoye enough space to escape.
Two dragon gangs rushed over and slashed Fan Xiaoye with two machetes. Fan Xiaoye took a step back and blocked one person's knife with the dagger in his right hand. He lifted up a chair on the ground with his left foot and the other person hit the chair.
, Fan Xiaoye did not miss this opportunity to blink. He raised his right elbow and hit the chin of the person in front of him. The latter fell to the ground and fainted immediately.
Fan Xiaoye ran towards the door, took ten steps to the left, and then stepped back step by step.
The people who were blocking the Long Gang slowly walked in. Fan Xiaoye's face was a little pale. Even if he could fight, he couldn't beat these thirty-five people.
The thirty-five people in front formed a line and then dispersed into two groups.
Fan Xiaoye stared closely at Meng Xiaoan who walked in slowly, and was slightly surprised. He didn't expect it to be him?
"I said we would meet soon." Meng Xiaoan smiled. A dragon helped bring out a chair for Meng Xiaoan to sit on.
Several gangsters from the Salt Gang had gathered around Fan Xiaoye, and these gangsters were all forced to join Fan Xiaoye.
Meng Xiaoan crossed his legs, looking leisurely and contented: "Midnight Cowherd, do you think I'm suitable?"
"Fuck, it's a man fighting me." Fan Xiaoye's wildness came up, and the left back was dead. She still didn't believe that she couldn't beat Meng Xiao'an.
Meng Xiaoan squinted his eyes and looked at Fan Xiaoye's hot chest. In his rage, Fan Xiaoye's chest became more and more likely to burst.
Sensing Meng Xiaoan's lustful gaze, Fan Xiaoye scorned him, he was such a pervert.
"If you're a man, just fight me. How can so many people bully a weak woman like me?" Fan Xiaoye sneered.
"Are you a weak woman?" Meng Xiaoan smiled, "If you were a weak woman, I would be mentally retarded."
Meng Xiaoan continued leisurely: "I still can't tell that you are a big sister, what is your name?"
Fan Xiaoye snorted coldly: "Why do I have to tell you?"
Meng Xiaoan snapped his fingers. Two Dragon Gang members escorted a member of the Salt Gang who was about to escape just now, pressed his head, and made the gangster kneel on the ground. Meng Xiaoan's palms were open, and one of them held them.
The machete was placed in Meng Xiaoan's hand.
Without any warning, Meng Xiaoan swung his machete and chopped off the ears of the man kneeling on the ground.
The gangster howled, but his body was so suppressed that he could not move. He watched as his bloody right ear fell under his eyelids.
"What's it called?" Meng Xiao'an smiled and asked Fan Xiaoye, who was pale.
Fan Xiaoye didn't expect Meng Xiaoan's methods to be so cold-blooded and thunderous: "Are you a man? If you have the ability, come to me. Fan Xiaoye."
"Fan Xiaoye." Meng Xiaoan read the name a few times, "Yes, it's not up to you to decide whether the man is a man or not. With the five people around you plus you, do you think you can get out?"
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Fan Xiaoye looked at the group of men surrounding her unscrupulously, and said to Meng Xiaoan even more unscrupulously: "The man you are so good at is going to challenge me in a duel."
"Brother, I'll go up and beat this bitch." Xihua is still worried about Fan Xiaoye scratching his own palm with a dagger just now.
"Beat me and get out." Meng Xiaoan's eyes and the curve of his mouth became more and more evil, and his tone was extremely cold, "If you lose, your people will die." The cold tone instantly caused the air temperature to drop.
The five subordinates around Fan Xiaoye were obviously trembling with fear. Fan Xiaoye seemed to have never thought that Meng Xiaoan would say such shocking words when she came up. Meng Xiaoan slowly walked up to her and saw a trace of fear in her eyes,
There was a very small tremor in her delicate body, which was not easy to detect. Fan Xiaoye just said with a bite: "Okay, if you lose, I will do whatever you want, but you have to let them go."
"Sister." The gangsters around Fan Xiaoye shouted gratefully. Unexpectedly, Fan Xiaoye still valued their lives.
When the people from the Long Gang saw Meng Xiaoan taking matters into his own hands, he tidied up the mess and immediately created a clean area ten meters away.
"Fan Xiaoye." Meng Xiaoan called her name, "I like this name very much." He caressed the white jade ring with his fingers, his eyes charming. Meng Xiaoan felt that as long as he caressed the ring on his hand, his blood would boil.
The feeling made him feel a strange urge to conquer Fan Xiaoye.
Fan Xiaoye gave a sweet shout, stepped forward with his right foot, and took advantage of the situation to give Meng Xiaoan a nice right hook.
Meng Xiaoan turned sideways and wiped Fan Xiaoye's right fist with his right hand. With his right foot as the axis, he made a 180° half turn and hit Fan Xiaoye's shoulder with his right fist rapidly. Fan Xiaoye felt that Meng Xiaoan's pace was very
It was strange, it was the first time she had seen such steps and punches.
The Huo family was in a hurry. Meng Xiaoan took it at his fingertips and felt very relaxed.
Meng Xiaoan suddenly raised his legs and lowered his waist. Fan Xiaoye put his hands underneath. Meng Xiaoan's knees bumped into Fan Xiaoye. Meng Xiaoan's mouth curved, and his hands grabbed Fan Xiaoye's shoulders and clothes. Hit, hit.
, his right foot kept hitting Fan Xiaoye's hands. Fan Xiaoye felt that his hands were numb, and he used all his strength to push his shoulders away from Meng Xiaoan's hands.
Meng Xiaoan did not pursue the victory. Fan Xiaoye clenched his fists. Meng Xiaoan's steps were too weird. Sometimes he was obviously on the right, but in fact he was on the left. This made Fan Xiaoye very upset. He would suffer the consequences.
it's here.
Meng Xiaoan gracefully patted the pants on his knees and smiled: "I have some skills." He took three steps, stretched out his right hand, and quickly grabbed Fan Xiaoye's right hand. Fan Xiaoye saw that he was coming very quickly,
She planned to get out of the way first. As soon as her body moved, Meng Xiaoan's feet flashed to her right as if gliding. The biggest advantage of Mizongbu is this, it can prevent the opponent from seeing through the movement of the footsteps.
Fan Xiaoye's eyes saw a fist hitting her shoulder quickly.
"Brother, be careful." Xihua suddenly shouted.
Fan Xiaoye had another dagger in his right hand and stabbed Meng Xiaoan's fist.
Meng Xiaoan had long felt that something was wrong with Fan Xiaoye's right hand, even if Xihua didn't say that he had noticed that Fan Xiaoye was about to use the knife.
But the fist was castrated too quickly and could not be taken back.
Fan Xiaoye's face lit up. Her plan was to stab Meng Xiaoan, and the next step was to kidnap Meng Xiaoan. Only in this way could she walk out of the ballroom.
How is this possible? The joy on Fan Xiaoye's face turned into disbelief.
Just when the fist and the dagger were about to touch, Meng Xiaoan's palm suddenly opened, and the dagger passed through his index finger and middle finger.
Meng Xiaoan's palms were also sweating, and before Fan Xiaoye had time, he quickly grabbed Fan Xiaoye's right wrist with his left hand, twisted it slightly, and with a bang, Fan Xiaoye's shoulder was dislocated.
Fan Xiaoye's face turned pale and the dagger fell to the ground. She obviously didn't have much on-the-spot experience. At that time, she should have cut off Meng Xiaoan's fingers when Meng Xiaoan opened her right hand. This would at least injure Meng Xiaoan.
But because of Meng Xiaoan's risky move, she was stunned for a second, and Meng Xiaoan took the advantage.
Meng Xiaoan held Fan Xiaoye's wrist, almost leaning against her, and looked at the vacuum under her underwear. It was white and deeply curved, causing Meng Xiaoan to smile meaningfully: "You're gone."
The white and tender snow balls are enough for Meng Xiaoan to feast his eyes on.