Brother Long didn't speak, raised the troll in his hand, and continued to shoot, Lin Xuan's cold light flashed, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed the barrel of the shotgun with one hand, and tripped hard, and the whole shotgun was directly twisted into one hundred and eighty degrees.

Bang!

Lin Xuan's fist was forceful, and he smashed into his abdomen with a violent punch, Brother Long's pupils shrank, and the whole person fell to his knees, and bitter water spit out of his mouth.

Grabbing Brother Long's hair, Lin Xuan looked into his eyes, but he didn't see any fear and submission in his eyes, but instead let out a sneer.

"Look for death!" Lin Xuan raised his fist and smashed it on his face, blood mixed with a tooth fell to the ground, and after several punches in a row, Brother Long only had the qi in, not the qi out.

He fell to the ground in embarrassment, dying, his face covered in blood

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