"Wang Cheng, it's not too late for you to turn yourself in. Don't seek your own death!" Song Qingfeng calm face, body momentum began to explode. It's the prelude to the move.

"Hum, song Qingfeng, I'm the section chief of song University. I have hostages in my hand. Be honest with me." Wang Cheng has been frantic, hand a force stuck in the cold neck.

Cold eat pain, breathless "hum!" A sound, the face was strangled but blood, red up.

"My Lord, help me attract his attention. I'll save the cold." He Xinya said quietly behind Chen Xiang.

As the handover person of Lihe group, he Xinya received various weapons and firearms training since childhood. Obviously, I have more experience in this kind of emergency.

After listening to he Xinya's words, Chen Xiang had a bottom in his heart. Suddenly, his hands turned the table over, and the dishes on the table flew towards the King City.

In the moment of wine and vegetables flying to block the sight of the King City.

He Xinya did it.

"Whoosh!"

A chopstick flew the pistol in Wang Cheng's hand, just right.

I didn't expect that it's not ambiguous to help sang Niu.

In the moment of Wang Cheng's pain, a figure flashed in front of him like a flash. The eagle claw clasped the wrist stuck in the cold neck, and the other hand took the cold slender waist and held her in his arms.

Gao Han is a woman who is cold on the outside and warm on the inside. Her love experience in her early years has made her heart lose the illusion of love, so she has been wearing the mask of rejecting people thousands of miles away. But at this time, Chen Xiang's heroic and selfless performance has made the ten thousand year glacier in Gao Han's heart crack.

He took such a risk for me.

Cold eyes have been staring at Chen Xiang holding her in his arms, found that Chen Xiang's side face angular, eyebrows like a sword, a face of heroism, heart like a deer general collision.

Seeing the high cold being rescued, song Qingfeng has no scruples.

"Drink!"

A move to "starve the tiger to fight for food" has made Wangcheng retreat three steps in a row.

"Wang Cheng, let me learn your flying needle skill today." Song Qingfeng's hands keep swinging in front of him, which is the "Hunyuan Yiqi hand" specially dealing with concealed weapons.

"You are looking for death!" Wang Cheng grins grimly and takes out a package of flying needles from his arms.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Three flying needle finished shape flying shot out, and is after the first, straight at the key of song Qingfeng.

"Drink Zha!" Song Qingfeng is three sets of landing, two hands holding the sky, suddenly turned around, three flying needles are picked up by him!

"Cough, I don't know how long you'll hold each other here?" A sour voice sounded in the ears of Chen Xiang and Gao Han.

"Ha? Ah, that, that... "Chen Xiang was arrested. Now he couldn't speak.

Cold face is red, like a small apple.

When he Xinya saw the two people's expressions, she knew that they must have "Jian feeling".

"How's it going out there? Who can beat who? " Chen Xiang quickly changed the topic.

"It's going well. Brother song's skill should be superior to that of Wang Cheng. The flying needle of Wang Cheng has also been cracked by brother song." He Xinya is also afraid that Chen Xiang and Gao Han will not be able to face each other, and she will not mention their affairs.

Just say, outside "ah!" There was a scream.

Chen Xiang several people hurried over to have a look.

It turned out that song Qingfeng broke Wang Cheng's right hand.

"Song Qingfeng, you are so cruel..." Wang Cheng's right hand is broken, his head is full of sweat, and his face is white. A pair of small eyes are staring at Song Qingfeng with venom. It feels like a snake has locked its prey. It's a kind of unspeakable danger.

"Wang Cheng, you are to blame..." before Song Qingfeng finished, there was a "buzz" outside The roar of machines.

A locomotive, a motorcycle, came flying in.

"Get in the car!" Husky voice said to Wang Cheng. It's not someone else, it's hualian!

Wang Cheng's reaction is also fast, a turn over on the mountain climbing motorcycle.

Hualian sees Wang Cheng get on the bus and turn around without saying a word.

When Chen Xiang saw this, how could the duck fly away?

Ghost step!

Chen Xiang flashed to the side of the motorcycle in an instant and got up with a kick.

Hualian turns the whole car, there's no time to dodge, "plop!" I was kicked out of the way.

"You go first, keep running, someone will pick you up!" Hualian covers his stomach to let Wangcheng run first.

Wang Cheng quickly grasped the handlebar, stepped on the accelerator and rode away.

"Stop!" Chen Xianggang wants to stop him. He doesn't want to deceive him. A "Eagle strikes the sky" catches Chen Xiang's eyes.

"Get out of the way!" Chen Xiang raised his hand to block, but he was caught by his wrist with a painted face backhand. A bend in the right foot is another tricky side kick.

Chen Xiang took a deep breath, a "dry land plucking onions" on the head and feet to avoid the side kick, while the body turned to break the claw buckle of Hualian, backhand high "wind wings break the cloud"!

This is similar to the move of "double wind filling the ears", but the difference is that Chen Xiang's hands are crossed in this "wind wing breaking the cloud", and his target is not his opponent's ears, but his neck. Two hands use cross twist to break the opponent's neck!

He knows the trick. He knows the power of it.

Nonsense. Chen Xiang learned from him. Of course he knows.

Hua Lian's body shakes, but he doesn't care about losing face. He rolls around with his head in his hands, which can avoid Chen Xiang's killing move.

"You've made great progress. It's better than last time." It's hard to Miss Chen Xiang.

If last time in the hotel he and Chen Xiang had a fight of half weight, then this time he has been defeated by Chen Xiang. Although he doesn't want to admit it, Hualian is no longer Chen Xiang's opponent.

"It can be said that later generations are formidable." Hua Lian shook his head and took out his unique weapon iron claw from his pocket.

Chen Xiang took out his iron gloves when he saw Hualian again, and his face was tense.

This guy is doing this again. He doesn't have any weapons to fight. It's hard to say.

"Ah Xiang, step back and let my brother come to meet him!" Seeing Chen Xiang's hesitation, song Qingfeng stepped forward to protect Chen Xiang behind him.

From childhood to adulthood, Chen Xiang has always helped others. He has never stood in front of himself like song Qingfeng.

"It's such a feeling to be taken care of..." Chen Xiang said softly.

At this time, he had fully admitted that although he had only known each other for a few days, he could entrust his life to each other... Song Qingfeng.

"Hum, song Qingfeng wanted you to live a few more days. Since you are in such a hurry to die, I will help you mercifully!" Hualian disdains song Qingfeng's appearance. There was a death sentence for him.

The iron claw flashed white light, quickly toward the chest of song Qingfeng is a hard grasp.

Song Qingfeng, on the other hand, was calm, moving up and down. There is a "double dragon water drawing" style of Luohan boxing.

"Well?" Hua Lian looks at it and screams in her heart.

Luohan boxing is one of the boxing skills of the eagle claw Fanzi gate. They are all from Shaolin school. In the final analysis, luohanquan and yingzhaogong are both martial arts of the same family.

When Hua Lian saw song Qingfeng's airs, he knew that the boy was very good at Luohan boxing. He had to fight with the palm of his fist when he came back. He had to grasp with eagle's claws when he came back. His fists were as dense as rain. He was crisp and quick. He had a whip on his fist. It seems that this boy is not easy to deal with. If these two people join hands, I will be in danger.

In Hualian's heart, there is a sense of retreat.

I'm going to kick my legs to escape.

Hualian wants to escape, but song Qingfeng quit. He put on airs and waited for the attack. As a result, he turned his head and wanted to run?

"Where to go!" Song Qingfeng stares "Shua" with his right foot The translation of five meters and block in front of the face. Hualian has just accelerated. There's no time to dodge.

Song Qingfeng's big hands, like a PU fan, grasped Hualian's collar and held out his right foot between Hualian's legs. "Lie down for me!"

"Bang!" A table was smashed to pieces.

This is the standard over shoulder fall of "Damen Wulang" in the game machine.

Hua's face covered the back of his head for a long time, but he didn't feel relieved. His mask was also cracked by the severe blow, revealing a small half of his face.

This is a middle-aged man's face in his forties. It's not bad. I don't know that such a good-looking person has to wear that broken Peking opera face all day.

It's estimated that I've done a lot of bad things and have no face to see others.

"Roar!"

Hualian, like a raging beast, stares at Song Qingfeng.

If the eyes can kill people, then it is estimated that song Qingfeng has been killed seven or eight times by the vicious eyes.

"Death Hualian once again angrily shot, the speed of the iron claw is urgent and ruthless.

"Hoo! Drink Song Qingfeng, like King Kong, did not move.

"I'm sorry! Thorn The sound of iron claws smearing metal makes people's ears ache.

"This is the golden bell jar!" Looking at his beloved iron claw has been bent, song Qingfeng's clothes are just scratched. For the first time, Hua Lian and Sheng felt frustrated.

"You'd better let it go. You don't have a chance." Song Qingfeng persuaded him to surrender.

"Ha ha, childish boy, do you think I can live after I surrender? I don't know how many people I've killed with my hands. Even if you don't kill me, you can't escape death when you go back... "Hua Lian's words are full of desolation, and there is a kind of hero's posture of never dying and never returning.

"Well, if I had known today, why should I have known it at the beginning?" Chen Xiang is full of resentment towards Hualian, but he is not angry.

"I'm not willing to be an ordinary warrior all my life. The kind of poor people who toil for three meals. So I have to sell my soul to the devil... Ha ha. It's self blame. " Hualian said alone, recalling his life.

"Chen Xiang, I am dead today. But I advise you: be careful with Zhang Pengju. He always wanted you to die because you were the only flaw in his plan. He doesn't allow himself to make any mistakes, so you should be careful in the future. I'm looking down there. Ha ha... "

After that, Hua Lian laughed, spat blood in a few seconds and fell to the ground.

"Take poison to commit suicide..." Song Qingfeng went forward to check for some time, and finally said.

"This guy is really cruel to himself. Can he die with a smile after taking the medicine? It's amazing. Is the poison good? " When the fat man found out that it was safe, he jumped out and said, "is it chicken flavor? How crisp is it

"I'll get you one later, and you'll have a taste!" Chen Xiang said coldly.

"Well, forget it, I'm not interested. I've eaten too much chicken recently. Well, it's like this!" The fat man shivered.

"Go to play. I haven't seen you come out for a long time. It's a shame to come out at this time." Chen Xiang kicked off the 200 Jin meat camel.

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