"At the villa. ”

"Qingqing!" Li Huan hurriedly entered the villa and rushed to Feng Qing and Qinghe.

At this time, Feng Qing and Qing He were sitting on the sofa in the hall with solemn expressions, and Feilong was helpless and guarded by a group of hunting brothers.

"Brother Huan!" Almost at the same time, Feng Qing and Qinghe ran to Li Huan's side and hugged Li Huan into his arms.

"Get out. Feilong waved his hand and immediately took all the brothers of the hunting group to the outside of the villa first.

"Brother Huan, I'm not leaving, and I won't leave if I die!" Feng Qing hugged Li Huan tightly, tears dripping down.

Li Huan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Aren't you angry about Judy's matter?"

Because of Judy's matter, Feng Qing didn't let Li Huan touch it for a month, nor did he talk to Li Huan, and even Qinghe ignored Li Huan.

Feng Qing shook his head again and again, and said with tears in his eyes: "Let me be by your side, no matter how many women are with you, I will not object." I'm not leaving, I can't stand the days without you, I'm afraid that every separation will be the last!"

"I'm not leaving!" Qinghe pursed the corners of his mouth, and a magnetic voice sounded in Li Huan's ears, Qinghe didn't shed tears, but he was also very sad.

Li Yan slowly pushed them away, and then smiled confidently: "Do you think I will die so easily?"

Qinghe and Feng Qing shook their heads together and said, "Brother Huan won't die!"

"That's right, you all know me. It's impossible for me to give up this path, and I can't die on the road so easily, obediently let the flying dragon send you away, otherwise I will be held back a lot here, I don't worry about you!

Feng Qing and Qinghe knew Li Huan better than anyone else, but they really didn't want to let them leave. They have always supported Li Huan's path, but they are also conservative about parting and worrying.

"Be obedient and go with the flying dragon!" Li Yan pursed the corners of his mouth and said.

Feng Qing and Qinghe were both stunned, their graceful bodies trembling slightly, and their worries were beyond words.

"Hustle, promise us, you must come back!" In the end, Feng Qing still snorted, and said in a trembling voice.

Li Huan was moved in his heart, and nodded fiercely: "I promise you!"

After speaking, she glanced at Qinghe and said, "Let's go, we will definitely fulfill our promise." ”

Qinghe was reluctant to leave with Feng Qing, she also glanced back at Li Huan from time to time, and muttered in her heart: How good it would be if I was not your woman and still a killer, at least I could be by your side every day to protect you.

Cambodia, in a dense jungle.

In the early morning, the dappled sunlight casts through the lush foliage and shines on the faces of a group of rustic men. These men were all five big and three thick, and they all carried knives in their hands, and there were dried blood spots on the blades. Yesterday, they killed a large number of men from the Chaofo Gang as Zheng Congle's mercenaries, and now they are committed to the jungle, and one of the men who took the lead has already received a large amount of money, and now they are still waiting for further orders, and they can go extinct with an astonishing amount of money after a few more battles.

At this time, three of the young generation of the Bamboo Union Gang arrived here, they are Shuangyu Yilong, Shuangyu Yilong is called because of their names, the three of them are called Lin Siyu, Shi Xiaoyu and Li Yulong. is Chen Qili's most effective cadre in Cambodia, all three of them are very young, and their skills are also famous.

"I'll go up first!" Lin Siyu took the lead and rushed out with a group of knife hands and drove towards the jungle. Shi Xiaoyu and Li Yulong shrugged their shoulders, looked at each other and smiled, and slowly followed behind. The three of them are all from Taiwan, and their favorite thing is hand-to-hand knife fighting, so they chose here, here are a group of outlaws in Cambodia, and they are all knife-wielding, the number of people is eight hundred, which is very much in line with the appetite of Shuangyu Yilong.

The first to sneak into the jungle was Lin Siyu, who was carrying a three-foot-long knife in his hand.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, Lin Siyu shouted, and the sharp knife in his hand stabbed out, and he overturned a big man in the jungle at once, and after a miserable scream, the people in the jungle reacted, and immediately picked up the knife to meet him. And the elites of the Bamboo Union Gang behind Lin Siyu also immediately rushed forward, raised their knives and began to slash wildly.

More than 400 knife men poured out, and together with these village men, more than 400 and 800, they killed fiercely.

Fighting all the way, the screams startled the birds that flew on the trees from time to time, and streams of blood flew up and dyed the trunks red.

Just when the battle between the two parties gradually became fierce, a middle-aged man entered Lin Siyu's sight, this big man is not young, he should be in his early forties, but he is still skilled. Some of the combative brothers of the Bamboo Union Gang immediately surrounded this middle-aged man, and it was easy for the master to get a special greeting from the enemy, which was an eternal truth.

And this middle-aged man is really good at fighting, his body keeps flashing, and the knife in his hand is waving vigorously, killing the most elite people around Lin Siyu from time to time.

And Lin Siyu was holding an ordinary machete in his hand at this time, a blood-dripping machete. He has already slashed more than 20 men, he raised his knife and slashed wildly at the local men who rushed up, it was also a hand-to-hand knife fight, fighting to see who was ruthless enough and who was sensitive enough.

Lin Siyu's body is thin and smart, and he is very clean and neat when he kills. The knife slashes through the void and always raises a blood flower, and the path that the knife dances is the other side of death.

At this time, Li Yulong and Shi Xiaoyu's men and horses had already arrived, and a large number of swordsmen frantically replenished them. The subordinates of the Bamboo Union Gang surrounded the people in the jungle and slaughtered them, and now the country men are on the verge of collapse, and the Bamboo Union Gang has a large number of people and has begun to gain the upper hand, and these men in the jungle are already dying.

Blood splashed again and again, no matter who was stabbed after never falling down easily, since it is death, then before death, let the passion be swayed to the fullest, kill one more, kill two and earn one. These are native Cambodian country men, they are all outlaws, they are not afraid of death, and they will desperately resist even if they lose in a big war.

They got a large sum of money from Zheng Congle, and now that they are hunted down, they will not have a little complaint. It's normal that you can't spend the money when you get it, it's not awesome to have money in the underworld, it's awesome that you have to have the life to spend the money, this is the fate of the underworld, no one can escape!

"Fuck your mother!" Lin Siyu couldn't help but roar as he watched a big man beside him who had followed him for many years stabbing over. At the same time, he swung the machete violently from the bottom up, this knife slashed with unimaginable strength, and the sound of the knife piercing the air was extremely terrifying.

"Uh~"

With a muffled snort, the blade slashed from his chest to his face, splitting the face of a man close to him. Blood splattered out and landed straight on Lin Siyu's face, his face was hideous and terrifying.

The knife hands in the jungle kept falling, and their numbers decreased dramatically. But the middle-aged man was not injured yet, and he was still slashing and killing the people of the Bamboo Union Gang, and kept roaring to increase the momentum of his knife.

Every dominant character will be surrounded by some masters who are extremely good at fighting, and it is obvious that this middle-aged man is the master of the masters. When encountering his ordinary knife hand, he is not vulnerable at all.

"It's finally here!" After some fighting, Lin Siyu finally killed the middle-aged man, and the two confronted each other. Holding the machete tightly, the two looked at each other, and the knifemen around them were killed, Lin Siyu was going to fight this middle-aged man alone.

Lin Siyu wiped his face fiercely, and a blood-colored mark appeared on his face.

"Ahh

A sound like a wolf's howl erupted, and Lin Siyu raised his machete and killed it.

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