Li Xiaomeng followed a few big men of the Dark Night Organization to an attic at the back of the resort, opened a wooden door and walked in, but after entering the door, he found that Long Zihao was not here, but Jiang Kun, who was a member of the Kun character in the Dark Night Organization, and two people who were selected into the dark night through the black boxing competition not long ago were waiting for him.

The two are Wang Nan and Huang Li, and the most experienced bull head who was recruited with them last time was not there. The two looked at themselves with strange eyes, and couldn't tell what emotion they had.

Li Xiaomeng glanced inside the room and said, "What, didn't you say that Long Zihao wanted to see me? Why are you three?"

With a cold expression and full of anger, Jiang Kun slowly took off the clothes on his upper body, revealing tattoos all over his body, and at the same time wrapped the clothes on his right hand. Drew a katana from the side: "Long Gongzi didn't have time to greet you, so he let the three of us come over, you may not know, you shouldn't come to the dark night at all, you should die from the first day you came!!"

Jiang Kun pulled out the knife, Wang Nan and Huang Li were the same, although the two of them did not have such a deep hostility towards themselves, but they also followed Jiang Kun's instructions, and the three of them raised their knives at the same time to surround themselves in the middle.

Li Xiaomeng secretly screamed that it was not good, is this trying to kill me?

Is it really Long Zihao who asked them to do it? No matter how much Long Zihao hates himself, he won't be so stupid, right? He will win a place in the top ten heavenly kings in the Huaxia Martial Arts Tournament a few months later for his father for the entire dark night, and his existence is related to whether the dark night can integrate the three underground martial arts organizations, the ownership of the three billion Swiss banks, and the lifelong wish of Long Banshan, if he kills himself, he is killing himself.

"I don't think Long Zihao asked you to come, but he wants to kill me, right? Anyway, he wants to kill me, why do you weave a lie that is worthless in the end!" Li Xiaomeng sneered, and looked at Jiang Kun with disdain after a hard battle with the blue wolf from the Beijing Military Region.

Jiang Kun's small eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't deny it, and raised his knife to slash at him with a loud shout.

Huang Li and Wang Nan on the side were the same, Li Xiaomeng's body dodged again and again, and escaped again and again from under the blades in the chaos. But Jiang Kun is the second master of the entire Dark Night Kun generation, Huang Li and Wang Nan are also the best among the underground black boxers in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and they have also received special training during this period of time.

The key is that Jiang Kun really wants to put himself to death, and the knife is ruthless, slashing towards the head.

Li Xiaomeng saw that he couldn't avoid the airtight blade, and an old bloody wound had been pulled out of his arm, so he no longer hid his ability, and a teleportation disappeared from the encirclement of the three people, and then appeared behind Jiang Kun, and a heavy punch hit the back of his head without hesitation.

Jiang Kun stumbled, almost fell, and was miserable holding the back of his head.

If it were an ordinary person, this punch would have been seriously concussed if it was not killed, but Jiang Kun, who had received special training since childhood, was stunned to resist.

Turning his head and staring at Li Xiaomeng, he couldn't understand how Li Xiaomeng slipped out from under the three knives.

And Li Xiaomeng smiled harmlessly: "How about it? I forgot to tell you, I can do magic, and Liu Qian has to call me a master when he comes! It's a little difficult to kill me!"

Jiang Kun gritted his teeth, he couldn't figure it out and didn't think about it, anyway, Li Xiaomeng had to die today, and he would never stop.

"Up!"

With a loud roar, Jiang Kun, Huang Li and Wang Nan slashed towards Li Xiaomeng again, the knife danced more round, and he wanted to cut Li Xiaomeng's head.

Li Xiaomeng once again teleported and disappeared from under the tiger's blade, changing from the eyes of the three of them to behind them.

"I said that my brother can do magic, and he also cuts and chops, are you tired!" The corners of Li Xiaomeng's mouth raised slightly, and his tone was very flat, but he had already found the side and picked up a katana on the ground.

Huang Li and Wang Nan were pulled over by Jiang Kun, and Li Xiaomeng escaped from the knife twice in a row and appeared behind him, which made them, the two black boxers who had seen a lot of big scenes, shudder.

Jiang Kun was the same, he didn't know what trick Li Xiaomeng was playing, and his face sank.

Li Xiaomeng walked over slowly, holding a meter-long katana in his right hand, and the tip of the knife slashed against the marble floor, and there was a harsh sound.

"I had no intention of being your enemy, but if you want to kill me, no matter what your reason, I won't let you live until tomorrow today!"

"Then it depends on whose life is greater!

Jiang Kun still refused to stop, Huang Li and Wang Nan took a few steps back, but he killed Li Xiaomeng alone. Li Xiaomeng was the same, this time he did not teleport again, but raised the katana in his hand and started the most direct conversation with Jiang Kun.

The knives in the hands of the two of them cut countless arcs in the air, so fast that you could almost see the afterimage of the knife cutting through it. The two knives slashed together, and a burst of sparks emerged.

Suddenly, Li Xiaomeng's knife was retracted, and at the same time, the katana in Jiang Kun's hand just broke Li Xiaomeng's clothes without hurting Li Xiaomeng's body, and then the katana in his hand swung sideways and quickly.

zien~

With a muffled sound, the unique sound of a knife slashing into the flesh, Jiang Kun's whole person seemed to be drained of his soul, an extra red line appeared on his neck, and his pupils instantly turned red.

With a bang, the katana in his hand fell to the ground.

Jiang Kun, whose throat was cut, knelt on the ground with weak legs and then lay down diagonally, a large stream of blood spurted out from his neck, completely becoming a dead soul under the katana.

The whole process of the fierce battle between Li Xiaomeng and Jiang Kun added up to only half a minute, and Huang Li and Wang Nan, who were unable to intervene, looked at each other, as if looking at ghosts, their faces were like ashes.

"What, scared?" Li Xiaomeng raised a bewitching smile at the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "Didn't you cut me quite happily when you split me together just now?"

Huang Li and Wang Nan couldn't help but tremble, they didn't know how many times they had fought in the black boxing match of life and death, and for the first time, they felt how close death was.

Li Xiaomeng dragged the blood-dripping knife, forced him to take two steps forward, and asked coldly, "Say, why do you want to kill me together?"

Huang Li was startled, and Li Xiaomeng's voice hit his heart like a hammer.

"I, we were forced, yes, he wanted to kill you!

Without waiting for Huang Li to speak, the frightened Wang Nan stammered first.