There was not a trace of fluctuation in Han Leng's eyes, and he and Meng Ye were close to each other back to back.

Originally, after that sigh, Meng Ye was ready to exchange his life for a life, wasn't it a gun? It doesn't seem to be the same. It's just that I was a little sad that I didn't take care of Han Leng, and it seems that there is no way to realize the promise I made. However, the twenty or thirty people of the Three Rivers Gang just surrounded the two of them in the center of the circle, and they didn't make a move for a long time, which made Meng Ye a little surprised.

"I didn't expect the head of the Black Wolf Club to be a woman, you are very good at fighting?" Someone asked, and walked into the circle. This is a big man with a flat head and a Chinese face, full of explosive muscles under the black tight T-shirt, especially the muscles on the arms are exceptionally developed, like two bulging hills.

He has no weapons in his hands, but he gives people a sense of oppression, which has been honed over many years. The big man stepped on a pair of military boots under his feet, and stepped on the floor with a "click" sound, he glanced at Han Leng contemptuously, raised his arm and beckoned, "Come, let's compare, if you win, I will let you go immediately." ”

Before Han Leng could speak, some of the subordinates around him persuaded him, "Brother Fang, you can't let her go, the helper will explain..." The big man called Brother Fang obviously had a higher status in this group of people, and at this time, he was stopped by his subordinates and said in a cold voice, "I will go back to explain to the helper, do you think she can beat me?" ”

At this time, no one dared to speak anymore, they all knew that Brother Fang's temper If anyone dared to disobey him again, the consequence would only be a dead word. Li Laosan has three bodyguards under his hands, each with his own temper, among them, Brother Fang likes to fight with people the most, and every time he either kills or mutilates someone, so everyone knows how terrible he is.

The people around him took a few steps back so as not to be affected, and Meng Ye in the field said to Han Leng in a voice that the two of them could hear, "Miss, do you really want to fight him?" The Three Rivers can't be trusted, they're not going to let us out of here. Han Leng didn't seem to hear what Meng Ye said, the gun in her hand was slowly put down, she was also estimating the strength of this Brother Fang in her heart, and she didn't have a certain degree of certainty that she would be able to beat him, but at this time she could only fight.

"If I win you, let him go."

"Miss, you..." Meng Ye only felt something stuffed in his throat and couldn't speak.

"Hehe, I'll talk about winning the battle." Brother Fang said with a smile, setting up a posture to face the battle.

Meng Ye saw that the girl in front of him seemed to smile at him, and then suddenly exerted his strength and ran up.

At this time, in the dark of night, an entertainment venue was temporarily closed today, and in the box on the second floor, Li Laosan, the leader of the Sanhe Gang, was quietly drinking tea, and there was a mobile phone on the coffee table in front of him. Li Xiang sat next to him with an anxious expression on his face, and there were two other men in the box, one in his forties and the other in his twenties, sitting at a table by the wall and playing poker.

"Father, you're really not worried at all?" After a while, Li Xiang finally couldn't help but ask.

Li Laosan made tea by himself and drank tea by himself, with an indifferent look, "What are you worried about, you just have to wait for the end at this point, there is Cai Laosi who has put a black wolf will thread the needle and lead the needle, catch the turtle in the urn, at this time, your Brother Fang's side should be about to end." After today, the Black Wolf Society will also be removed from the west of the city. ”

The phone on the table has not yet been remembered, all they have to do is wait quietly.

Li Laosan's villa, Han Leng and Brother Fang handed over. Han Leng held a dagger in his hand, swept past Brother Fang and stopped suddenly, the dagger slashing around his neck. Brother Fang rolled backwards and hastily avoided the blow. He stood up, and then rushed up quickly, punching and kicking together, vigorously and heavily.

A punch and kick are incredibly powerful enough to kick and shatter the template. Han Leng waved his hand to block, his body retreated while fighting, his arms and thighs were already bruised, and at this time, the pain in the face of Brother Fang's attack was even more intense, and his left leg had gradually lost sensation.

"Bump." Brother Fang's punch knocked Han Leng back a meter away with a great wind, Han Leng slid out, and the dagger was thrown out of his hand at once.

"Again." Brother Fang said provocatively, and he just stood in place and waited for Han Leng.

Han Leng bent over and raised his eyes, his eyes full of coldness. "Drink" The petite body stepped forward again.

"Bang bang bang." The confrontation between the two was completely Brother Fang's advantage, he had the advantage of strength, Han Leng bullied him and didn't use his flexibility at all, so he was restrained everywhere. Brother Fang smashed down with another punch, and Han Lengmao lowered his body and his whole body spasmed.

"Is this the end of it? Boring. Brother Fang grabbed Han Leng by the hair and threw her out. Now you clean up. He said to his men.

"Bump." There was a dull loud bang, and the shards of glass scattered like a curtain of rain, and a taxi burst in.