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At this time someone in front flew an electric baton towards Song Mian.

Song Mian leaned over, dodged the attack of the nearest person, backhanded his shoulder, and lifted the other hand, accurately grasped the flying electric rod. As soon as the electric rod started, he flew under his feet, holding the electric rod Hand swept past.

An electric baton hit the faces of three people in a row, and some people's teeth flew out directly.

His gestures were smooth, his movements were flowing, his face was calm, and his seemingly wielding moves didn't have much offensive power, but when they were implemented, they were turned around.

These people looked at how to deal with Song Mian, and two of them bypassed Song Mian and came to think about the attack.

Yun thought about his eyes sharply, and when he lifted his hand, he grabbed the hand that was holding the watermelon knife. The force was so great that the clamped person could not move, and he kicked his leg on the chest of a person who threw himself up again. , The movement turned around without stagnation.

The clamped person fell violently over the shoulder, while pressing forward, avoiding the long knife flying over, kicking one leg backwards and up, this foot directly kicked the chin that was attacked behind him. , Saliva splashing.

More and more people came from the club, either electric batons or watermelon knives in their hands. Being able to use watermelon knives like this is a mixed society. Yun thinks about guessing these people and those who set up Su Chengcai. Is all the way.

There is no power to get started. These people can be conscientious in order to make money. I don't know how many people have to die.

Of course, people who can be tricked into being tricked are not good things.

Yun thinks no matter how hard it is, but no more than a watermelon knife hurts her, she doesn't like blood in her bones.

At this time, two knives, one left and one right, pierced from Yun Xiang's waist, and Yun Xiang's eyes were cold.

The soft and slender waist, with the rapid change of footsteps, twisted and twisted, and the two knives only had a gap between the palms, and it didn't hurt her.

With both hands stretched out, Yun thought about grabbing two arms, and when the arms were twisted, they pulled the two in front of themselves and slammed into each other. Yun thought about the pace of stepping back quickly, his palms fainted in both The back of the person who touched him slapped him back, and pushed them forward, stopping the person who killed him again.

Yun thinks of taking advantage of this gap to look at Song Mian, most of them are besieging Song Mian.

She glanced at her, and the people sprinted toward the coffee table next to her, and stepped on the coffee table, leveraging the whole person to walk towards Song Mian: "A Mian!"

The electric baton in Song Mian's hand flew out and smashed **** a person's forehead, knocking on the person instantly, and the other hand grabbed the hand that Yun Xiangxiang reached over and quickly pulled Yun Xiang to think Wrist.

Yun thinks of Song Mian as the fulcrum. The whole person kicked the people around with one foot and one foot, floating a beautiful fan shape, her feet touched the stone wall at the end, and exchanged tacit agreement with Song Mian. one hand.

The body flew sideways lightly, and then a series of flying kicks back, and more than half of the flying was lifted. Yun thinks that under the power of Song Mian, a whirling body floated like a breeze and leaves falling lightly on Song Mian. Next to.

At this time, the main staff of the club came out and shouted at the remaining thugs who wanted to go: "Stop."

The sound was very majestic and implied anger.

Here came a man who looked about thirty. He wore a short-sleeved black T-shirt, exposing his strong muscles and thick chest, a pair of loose military trousers, a pair of military boots, tall, and left A very sharp and personalized shallow short-cut head, sharp eyes like an eagle, tough facial features do not look good, and a black diamond earring is nailed to the ear, and the flashing light is also cold.

"Clean up here." He ordered the people who followed him.

These people were quickly dragged away by Yun Xiang and Song Mian who could not get up.

"Dao Ling, Mr. Song, we seem to have no hatred." Dao Ling reported his name and walked to Song Mian.

The reason for their lateness is to see how much strength Yun Yunxiang and Song Mian have, and second, to check Yun Yunxiang and Song Mian.

Yun thinks about such a beautiful star, and she and Song Mian announced their love affair, which is naturally easy to find.

"There is no hatred." Song Mian said lightly.

"Since there is no hatred, Mr. Song hit the door like this, what the **** is he doing?" Dao Ling's eyes contained oppression.

Song Mian is still light and windy: "Come to the door and tell you to be a man."

"you!"

Song Mian's words angered the people behind Dao Ling. Before he stood with his fists in hand, he was stopped by Dao Ling's arms.

Dao Ling looked at Song Mian, his eyes gloomy: "Mr. Song, I can't find out where you come from, but I also want to remind Mr. Song that the strong dragon will not suppress the snake. In this city, no one has ever dared Teach the nine people to be human."

"Anything, for the first time, not before, and now I get used to it."

Every word of Song Mian's tone is very weak. He doesn't bite any word, but he is so arrogant that he can't bear the temper.

Such a light tone, as if to teach them is commonplace.

Let them see the contempt and disdain from Song Mian.

Daoling's fists squeaked.

Song Mian just glanced at him: "You are not my opponent, don't waste my time, call your father."

With strong arms around Yun Xiang's soft waist, Song Mian embraced Yun Xiang and sat on the sofa behind the coffee table.

Seeing that Daolin Ling's eyes were pressing, his muscles were in a state of cheetah ready to go. Song Mian extended three fingers: "I only give him three minutes. If he is unwilling to come out in three minutes, before dawn, I let nine doors No longer exists."

"Arrogance!"

Song Mian's attitude completely angered Dao Ling. He was like a fierce leopard, bursting out of a very fast and violent force towards Song Mian.

Song Mian's feet seem to be pushed gently at the edge of the coffee table, then the coffee table made of thick pure glass rotates towards Dao Ling.

Dao Ling's momentum was stagnant, and his very responsive foot stepped on the coffee table. Almost at the same time, Song Mian's long legs stretched out, and the instep of his foot caught the coffee table, pulling toward him.

The whole table was even quickly brought with Dao Ling, and Dao Ling fell towards Song Mian, his hands like eagle claws.

Song Mian still holds Yun's soft and slender waist with one hand, and one hand is fast, and Yun thinks beside him can only see the blurry afterimage.

First blocked the left, then blocked the right, and then did not know how his arm moved, just a few blinks, Dao Ling's hands were bound by Song Mian, Song Mi first pulled, pulled Dao Ling to the front, sideways Pressing again, Dao Ling's entire upper body, together with his hands, was pressed by Song Mian's arm on the sofa.