However, how could the person who could be sent to assassinate Wang Meng be a mediocre hand?

Fan Guoyi's leg was about to hit the waist of the Dongyang, but the Dongyang suddenly took two steps back again, avoiding the opponent's heavy leg blow.

It turned out that the Oriental saw Fan Guoyi's leg smashed over, but he didn't panic at all, although the pain in his body made him sweat on his forehead, but it didn't reach the point where he couldn't move, yes, he quickly took two steps back at this critical moment, so that Fan Guoyi's blow missed.

"Not bad, it's still a bit of a pound!" Fan Guoyi's eyes flashed, and he looked at the other party with a little excitement.

"Don't be too careless, the person who can be sent to assassinate me must not be far behind, right?" Wang Meng watched from the side with a leisurely expression, he was not worried at all whether this Oriental would free up his hands to deal with him at this time.

He was forcibly pretending to be nothing at all now, but he himself understood that the fierce rolling just now had already pulled the wounds on his body, although it was very painful, but he held back, he didn't want to distract Fan Guoyi because of his injuries at this time.

Only in this way can Fan Guoyi take down this Oriental faster.

Obviously, although this Oriental was smashed in the arm by Fan Guoyi, he was not in a hurry to escape, and it seemed that he was going to fight with Fan Guoyi.

"Baga, hateful Chinese!" the Oriental reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said in a low voice.

And Fan Guoyi didn't mean to attack immediately at all, otherwise how could the Oriental people at this time have time to wipe the cold sweat on their foreheads?

"Today, I'm going to show you a truth. Fan Guoyi took a step across, put his body in front of Wang Meng, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the Oriental and said coldly.

"What's the truth?" asked the Oriental man following Fan Guoyi's words.

"Huaxia is not something that you Oriental warriors or people with aggressive ambitions can come in casually, since you are here, you have to be mentally prepared to be left behind!" Fan Guoyi stared at the other party's face, seeing the cold sweat on the other party's forehead, the contempt in his eyes became even stronger.

"Baga, there is nothing remarkable about Huaxia, if it weren't for our noble Orientals, your current economy would not have developed so rapidly. The Oriental took a deep breath, trying to relieve the pain in his hands.

Nima, this person is really shameless, he even distorted history and said that his naked and undisguised invasion was to help China develop its economy. This kind of strong rhetoric is estimated to be something that can only be said by a nation like them, just like family ethics, and that kind of thing can only happen in their country.

Such a strange nation and such a strange person can say such strange things and do such strange things.

"Yo, you've got some color and you've opened a dyeing shop, stupid!" Fan Guoyi's face was disgusted, and he was really helpless for this kind of shameless person.

"Color?Dyeing Workshop?What the hell?" Oriental people can't understand much about the Chinese language at all, and when they hear Fan Guoyi say this, they are confused.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you still fight? If you don't fight, you can be caught!" Fan Guoyi couldn't help it, this devil was really speechless.

"Die!" the Oriental man let out a low roar and rushed towards Fan Guoyi, who seemed to have recovered to a certain level after adjustment.

He should be very glad in his heart, glad that the other party didn't do it to him just now, but he didn't have the slightest gratitude in his heart, he just felt that the other party was a fool, and what a good opportunity was wasted.

And the reason why Fan Guoyi didn't attack immediately was that he wanted to try what other tricks the other party had and give him a little more hardship.

Both of them have their own ghosts, and they both say that the other is stupid.

When the Oriental man rushed over, he raised his hand, and three sleeve swords formed a zigzag shape and shot out at Fan Guoyi's body, and his body immediately followed the back of this secret weapon and pounced towards Fan Guoyi.

"Yes, it's finally here!" Fan Guoyi stared intently at the sword in his sleeve that was shot at him.

At this time, he could neither dodge nor dodge, if it weren't for Wang Meng behind him, he could easily avoid this hidden weapon, but if he avoided it, then with Wang Meng's current injury, he would not be able to dodge the other party's fierce hidden weapon attack at all.

And this kind of attack method does have a certain degree of exquisiteness, and few people can avoid it unless the target of the attack has a very high strength.

Seeing that Fan Guoyi was about to be hit by the sword in his sleeve, a smile already appeared in the eyes of the Oriental people.

But suddenly, the smile on his face was gone.

Because he hadn't seen Fan Guoyi's movements clearly, the few sleeve swords that had been hiding from Fan Guoyi had already fallen into the hands of the other party, which made him shocked, and he couldn't understand how his secret weapon suddenly fell into the hands of the other party.

It turned out that although Fan Guoyi didn't seem to take the other party in his eyes at all, and even showed a relaxed look, he didn't relax his vigilance in his heart, and the muscles of his whole body were tense, preventing the other party from attacking at any time.

For the hidden weapon of the Orientals, the most famous is the Hidden Sword, whether it is in movies and television or in real life, many Oriental people like to use this hidden weapon, especially some ninjas are super fond of this kind of hidden weapon, which is convenient to carry with you and makes it handy.

Fan Guoyi saw the sword in his sleeve shoot over, stretched out his two hands, grabbed two of them respectively, and the remaining one came straight to his front door.

At this time, if he dodge, Wang Meng behind him may be hit by this hidden weapon, and if he doesn't dodge, he himself can be hit.

At this critical concern, I saw him tilt his head to the side, open his mouth, and bite the hidden sword. And whether it was the strength in his hand or the strength from the sleeve sword in his mouth, it made him a little numb, and fortunately the other party did not quench the poison on the hidden weapon, otherwise he would have been poisoned at this time.

Rao was like this, he didn't dare to be careless, and when he saw the Oriental rushing over, he raised his hand, and the two hidden swords in his hand shot at the Oriental in turn.

Give somebody a taste of his own medicine!

"Poof!

"Humph!"

After two soft sounds, the Oriental snorted.

The two Hidden Swords had already submerged into the Oriental Man's body, and although Fan Guoyi didn't have time to use much force when he shot it, the Oriental Man also clearly felt the sharp pain when the two Hidden Sword stabbed into his body.

But he didn't stop, but accelerated towards Fan Guoyi.

Seeing this, Fan Guoyi's hands were already clenched into fists, and he slammed at the Oriental people who rushed over.

"Woo Woo ......"

A sound came into Wang Meng's ears, and it seemed that this blow hit someone's body, because Fan Guoyi was in front of him, and he couldn't see who had hit the other person's body.

But no matter who it is, these punches will probably be bearable.

In the fight, it is impossible to keep strength, especially in the face of the struggle of life and death, it is possible to lose quickly if you have spare strength, because the opponent's attack must be fast and swift, if you don't go all out, just wait to be abused!

"Phew!"

The Oriental people fought hard to suffer the pain of Fan Guoyi's punches, and the fist in his hand hit Fan Guoyi's body.

Fan Guoyi's body shook, and then he stood still.

Looking at it again, the Oriental man had taken a few steps back quickly, the pain on his face could no longer be concealed, and a few traces of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Fan Guoyi knew the power of his punches, and he hit the place where the opponent was stabbed by the sword in his sleeve, so this time the Oriental people would definitely be greatly injured.

A fire of war rose in Fan Guoyi's eyes, only Wang Meng and Chen Jiabing knew that the more Fan Guoyi was hit, the greater the strength in his body, the stronger his ability to fight back, and the combat effectiveness increased exponentially.

is also because of this, Fan Guoyi had a nickname called "Desperate Saburo" before, that is, he can not even want his life if he fights.

Because of this, Wang Meng didn't know how many times he said him, but every time he promised to be good in person, once the battle came, this momentum came out again!

So Wang Meng couldn't do anything about him, so he could only tell him to pay attention to himself and not to get hurt again.

At this time, he was hit by the Orientals, and the ruthlessness of "Desperate Saburo" came out again.

Without any words, he took two big steps forward, and suddenly rushed in front of the Orientals.

"Woo Woo ......" both hands struck quickly, and all the fists hit the Oriental people's body.

This time, Fan Guoyi did not hit the wound of the Oriental people again, but hit every punch on the opponent's soft underbelly.

You must know that this weakness is a weakness in everyone's body, and if this place is hit by strength, it is very likely that the ribs will be broken.

"Porphyry...... A line of blood spurted out of the Oriental man's mouth, and shot directly at Fan Guoyi's face.

With such a close distance, Fan Guoyi would definitely not be able to dodge if he wanted to.

Good Fan Guoyi, at this time, he lowered his head, raised his left arm, blocking the jetted body, and his right hand was not idle, and continued to smash the force in his fist on the body of the Dongyang.

This time, the sound of "Woo Woo Woo" came into Wang Meng's ears again, and this time Wang Meng finally heard it clearly, this was the sound of Fan Guoyi hitting the Oriental.

Wang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that today's Oriental people are in a catastrophe!

Sure enough, under Fan Guoyi's heavy blow, the Oriental man's body bent down directly, exposing his back, and finally, Fan Guoyi slapped his elbow and hit him heavily on the back.