Batu's heart couldn't help but tremble, and Tang Shanhe also looked at Ao Leng with a surprised expression, but the surprise disappeared from his face in an instant, and he smiled: "I used to be the hall master of the West Hall of Sanlian. ”

Ao Leng tilted his head and said, "I've heard before, it is said that you and the president of the Sanlian are still brothers who have died!"

When Tang Shanhe heard Ao Leng's words, he smiled bitterly and lowered his head and laughed at himself: "Yes! We are brothers, we were chased and killed all day long when we fought the world, and once he was slashed more than a dozen times, and I ran behind him for many streets before I found a small clinic." ”

Ao Leng raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you saving his life? ”

Hearing Ao Leng's words, Tang Shanhe was obviously stunned, turned his head to look at Batu, Batu saw his inquiring gaze, then nodded to him and said, "Ao Leng is a trustworthy person, you can say whatever he asks you!"

Tang Shanhe nodded, then turned his head to look at Ao Leng for a while before shaking his head and smiling, and said: "The family business has been defeated, so naturally we have to clean up our useless old guys, how can he care about a little kindness." ”

Ao Leng raised his eyebrows, he just wanted to say something, but he just couldn't say it, I don't know how long it took to purse his lips and said lightly: "I took this order, and I also saved your life." ”

Tang Shanhe looked at Ao Leng with some gratitude, and said, "I didn't expect that someone would be willing to help me if I was mixed up like this." Sincerely looked at Ao Leng and said thank you!

Ao Leng nodded, then frowned again and looked at Batu, and said, "Is there another woman among the killers?"

Batu frowned, looked at Ao Leng suspiciously, and said, "No! ”

Ao Leng tilted his head and said, "There is a woman in the villa who fought with me, although her kung fu is not very good, but I think she is not simple. ”

Before Batu could reply, Luo Shaojie took over the conversation and said nonchalantly: "That woman is not a killer, at best she is just a thief." ”

Ao Leng raised his eyebrows, looked at Luo Shaojie suspiciously, raised his voice, and said, "Thief!"

Luo Shaojie nodded and turned his head to look out of the window quietly, Ao Leng could only shake his head helplessly when he saw his appearance, Batu who was sitting in the front row seemed to remember something, and then reached out and took out a round wooden box from under the seat and handed it to Ao Leng.

Ao Leng held the wooden box and looked at Batu suspiciously, obviously not understanding what he meant, seeing his expression, Batu just smiled and said, "A small gift!"

Ao Leng opened the wooden box suspiciously, only to see a leather scabbard lying quietly in the wooden box that was wrapped in a circle just the same size as the wooden box, this thing Ao Leng was no stranger, and then looked up at Batu and said in surprise: "Soft sword!"

Batu nodded and said with a smile: "I saw it on the black market a few days ago, you can see how it is!"

Ao Leng nodded and reached out to hold the hilt of the sword and pulled out the soft sword, the sword body and the hilt are one, the hilt is wrapped with black rope, and it can be seen from the gloss that this soft sword is made of stainless steel.

put the soft sword into the sheath casually, and then inserted the leather scabbard into his waist, looked at Batuu, and said with a smile: "You kid has a heart!"

Batu laughed and said, "If you like it, it's fine." ”

The corners of Ao Leng's mouth were raised high, and he said, "Where are you going to go now!"

Batu looked at his watch and said without looking back: "Go to the black market, that's my territory." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Ao Leng grabbed his shoulder and pressed it to the side, and with a muffled "bang!" sound, Batu's head hit the lever of the handbrake hard, and then the car went out of control with a strong brake sound of "squeak!"

It wasn't until the car stopped when it hit the guardrail that Batu stood up with his somewhat dazed head and said, "Hey!

As soon as he said this, he could not go on, because he felt a cool breeze blowing through the base of his neck, and in the driver's seat he was sitting was a bright throwing knife, which was strangely shaped like a cross, and even carved a Jesus.

Batu turned his head in a daze, and found that there was a long gap of nearly ten centimeters on the front windshield, raised his hand and touched the root of his neck, feeling sticky, and felt a little afraid that if it wasn't for Ao Leng's reaction to press him down, otherwise he might be reimbursed now.

Without looking at Batu, Ao Leng shook his head and pulled the car door and got out of the car, and in front of them, a young man tilted his head and looked at Ao Leng with more interest, and Ao Leng also tilted his head to look at him.

This person looks quite handsome, his eyebrows are like sharp swords, his eyebrows are like stars, his bangs are tilted, he is 1.8 meters tall, and he has a straw hat on his head.

Ao Leng narrowed his eyes and said, "You are Hong Yezhai's person!"

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, and he snorted and said, "You are arrogant!"

Ao Leng nodded and said, "Then you must be Yang Fan!"

The man nodded, clapped his hands and said, "Mr. Ao really deserves his reputation!" This person is Yang Fan, the reason why Ao Leng has not heard of him before is not because he is a little-known person, but because he is a secret weapon commonly used by Hong Yezhai's top killers, and the flying knife carved by Jesus is his symbol.

After ten years in the industry and sitting firmly in the fourteenth place on the killer list with excellent records, Ao Leng has not heard of him, and Ao Tian has also had friction with him, which is also a deep stroke on the pillar of shame of Ao Tian, specifically because of what it will be said later.

Yang Fan snapped his fingers, casually pulled out a flying knife from his leg, the corners of his mouth were raised, and said, "Then let's stop talking nonsense and go straight to the point!"

Ao Leng shook his neck, and casually pulled out the soft sword from his waist, the two of them obviously didn't look like they were going to strike first, and they were about to arrive in the city, with cars and pedestrians coming and going, seeing the eyes of the two of them like looking at two monkeys again, from time to time there was a burst of abuse and ridicule among the pedestrians.

Ao Leng can still calm down, Yang Fan, who is born to save face, couldn't hold his breath and looked at the crowd fiercely, then threw the flying knife in his hand at Ao Leng, and then pulled out two long Mitsubishi military thorns from his waist and rushed towards Ao Leng.

Ao Leng's eyes froze, and he said secretly: "It's here!" raised his leg and pulled out the dagger from his leg and waved it casually, "Dangchang!" A crisp sound blocked the flying knife, and then turned passive into an active swing of the soft sword and slashed Yang Fan's neck.

Yang Fan was shocked and didn't expect Ao Leng's movements to be so fast, and hurriedly raised his military stab to parry, only to hear the sound of "ding!", followed by a series of "ding!" sounds.

Ao Leng's movements were so fast that he had already swung the soft sword and dagger out of a phantom, although it was a soft sword, but in his hands, it was like a dragon wandering around Yang Fan's vital point.

He was very excited, he hadn't been so excited for a long time, he had already been tired of using knives and daggers for so long, he had been practicing soft swords since he was a child, and he had never touched a soft sword since the sword given to him by his master was cut in two by Luo Shaoze.

He became excited, followed by a faster speed, but it was bitter for Yang Fan, who was the opposite of him, although Yang Fan could compete with Ao Leng in terms of speed, but his strength was a hidden weapon.

The more he fought, the harder he fought, the more frightened he became, he couldn't even touch the corners of Ao Leng's clothes, Yang Fan gritted his teeth and saw the opportunity, raised his hand and raised his military thorn to block Ao Leng's sword, and at the same time picked up the military thorn and smashed it at Ao Leng's neck.

The corners of Ao Leng's mouth were raised, and he raised his leg and kicked him in the chest, only to hear the sound of "bang!", Yang Fan saw that the tip of the military thorn slipped to Ao Leng's neck, and a huge force came from his chest, and his body involuntarily flew backwards.

The moment he flew out, the arrogant and cold figure chased out, and shook with one hand, the soft sword seemed to be alive, and the sword body trembled slightly, pointing directly at Yang Fan's neck, but he only chased two steps and felt bad, and years of being a killer made him practice a intuition as sharp as a detector.

But at this time, it was too late, I saw that the corners of Yang Fan's mouth were raised high, and his body was still in the air, so he quickly pulled out a flying knife and shot at Ao Leng with his hand.

Ao Leng was startled, because the distance was too close, even if he was fast, it was impossible to avoid this blow, only to hear the sound of "bang!", Yang Fan fell heavily to the ground, covered his chest and slowly stood up.

Ao Leng raised his hand and touched his arm, only to see that a long cut had been cut on his arm holding the sword, and blood had slipped from the blade of the sword and dripped down the tip of the sword to the ground.

Ao Leng couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said, "Good job!"

Yang Fan looked up and laughed, and said, "Ao Leng, you are just like a pig, do you think that people like me will fight you alone!"

Ao Leng's eyes were round, and he hurriedly looked back to see that Luo Shaojie had already fought with a strange man, and the scene was also a one-sided situation, and the man was beaten by Luo Shaojie with his bare hands and retreated.

Ao Leng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, turned his head to look at Yang Fan, pointed to the person who was fighting with Luo Shaojie, and said, "Your partner seems to be going to die!"

Yang Fan slowly took out the cigarette case from his arms, took out one and lit it, spit out a long smoke ring and said, "Do you think I'm just going to do it, look at your friends!"

Ao Leng was startled, and said secretly: "It's over! Hurriedly ran to the business car they were riding, at this time, there was still Batu and their shadow on the business car, turned his head to look in the direction of Yang Fan, where was Yang Fan's shadow at this time.

couldn't help but feel some remorse in his heart, this emotion even affected his internal injuries, and he couldn't help but cover his chest, at this time, he only heard the sound of a gunshot "bang!", and turned his head to look at Luo Shaojie with a sluggish face, only to see that a blood hole appeared in Luo Shaojie's left arm, and blood kept coming out.

Luo Shaojie also hit the real fire, didn't even look at the wound, flew and kicked on the chest of the person who raised the gun, picked up his fist and smashed it on his face, the power of these two moments directly made the man dizzy and sat on the ground, and the gun was also thrown aside.

Luo Shaojie strode in front of him and punched one punch after another, one punch heavier than a punch, one punch faster than a punch, I don't know how long he fought, his fist was already dripping blood, and he didn't know if it was his own or someone else's.

However, at this moment, the siren sounded, and this siren woke up Ao Leng, and hurriedly ran forward and grabbed Luo Shaojie's back collar and rushed to the park on the side, I don't know how long I ran, and I don't know how many alleys I drilled.

At the end of a dark alley, Ao Leng leaned against the wall and gasped heavily, withdrew the soft sword to his waist, took off his coat and tore off a piece from it to wrap the wound on his arm, looked at Luo Shaojie's arm, and casually tore off another piece to help Luo Shaojie wrap the wound.

After dealing with it, Ao Leng covered his cheeks with both hands and gasped heavily, Luo Shaojie turned his head to look at Ao Leng, and said, "What now!"

Ao Leng turned his head to look at Luo Shaojie, and smiled a little helplessly: "How do I know!"

Luo Shaojie stretched out his hand and said, "Is the smoke still there?"