When Lu Yunying saw Mo Chonglin suddenly appear, his heart trembled, and he secretly exclaimed. Just now, he continuously performed the lion's roar skill, and he consumed too much gas, and he had reached the point where he ran out of oil and dried up, and he was definitely not Mo Chonglin's opponent. What's more, Mo Chonglin also brought more than a dozen subordinates.

But Brother Hong showed a look of surprise. That look was like a beggar who was about to starve to death, and suddenly saw a sumptuous feast.

He shouted loudly: "Brother, you came just in time, kill Lu Yunying, this dog offal!" ”

Lu Yunying hurriedly pulled Brother Hong back a few steps, leaned against the wall, pointed the machine gun in his hand at Brother Hong's head, and shouted, "I know you are sworn brothers!" It's enough to have you with the funeral! ”

"Lu Yunying, aren't you a self-proclaimed upright gentleman? How can you also engage in such a thing as hostage-taking? Mo Chonglin took out a nunchucks made of gold, shook it vigorously a few times, and then approached Lu Yunying step by step, and said indifferently: "You kill him!" I'd like to see if you have the guts! ”

Bang!

Lu Yunying immediately shot Brother Hong in the thigh, startling Brother Hong's subordinates.

"Ah......" Brother Hong screamed loudly, his face was pale, and cold sweat broke out. Blood was running down his thighs, staining his trousers red.

"Don't think I dare not kill him!" Lu Yunying stared at Mo Chonglin, who had stopped, and directly aimed the muzzle of the gun at Brother Hong's head, and the murderous intent flashed.

Mo Chonglin pondered for a moment, then suddenly sneered, and said, "You can kill whoever you want, it has nothing to do with me!" ”

"Okay, I'll do what you want!" Lu Yunying snorted coldly, and with a movement of his right hand, it seemed that he was about to shoot.

"Don't, don't, don't be impulsive!" Brother Hong trembled, and his voice trembled: "If you kill me, not only will you die, but your cousin will also die!" When the time comes, your uncle, mother, white-haired people send black-haired people, do you think they can bear this pain? ”

When Lu Yunying heard these words, her brows furrowed, and she thought of her family. In case both brothers die here, how will my mother and uncle live in the future?

Just when he was distracted, Mo Chonglin gave Brother Hong a look.

Brother Hong immediately raised his elbow and slammed into Lu Yunying's wrist, letting the muzzle of the gun leave his head.

At the same time, Mo Chonglin rushed over, and the nunchucks in his hand danced like a divine dragon, smashing into Lu Yunying's head.

This series of transformations has taken place between lightning and flint.

Lu Yunying hurriedly raised his machine gun, trying to block the nunchuck.

However, the machine gun only held the heavy gold chain in the middle of the nunchuck. A golden rod in the back, like a dragon bowing its head, struck him the back.

With a snap, Lu Yunying stumbled forward and almost fell down. Brother Hong, who was held hostage by him just now, had already flashed to the side.

"New hatred and old hatred, let's forget it today!" Mo Chonglin approached, kicked the machine gun in Lu Yunying's hand out with one kick, and then hit Lu Yunying's head with a nunchuck, whirring.

Lu Yunying consumed too much gas and his combat power declined, so he couldn't be Mo Chonglin's opponent, so he didn't dare to resist, so he could only dodge.

I saw him take a kick to the right, but he avoided the nunchucks that were knocked down.

With a bang, nunchucks slammed against the wall, and the tiles of the wall shattered and scattered.

"You will die today!" Mo Chonglin snorted coldly, revealing his murderous intentions, and swept towards Lu Yunying's head again with a nunchuck, the speed was very fast, and it sounded.

Lu Yunying took a step back and tilted his head back. Nunchucks swept across his face, curling up a gust of wind.

Mo Chonglin quickly kicked out and went straight to Lu Yunying's crotch, extremely vicious.

Lu Yunying hurriedly kicked out and collided with Mo Chonglin's footboard. However, Mo Chonglin's strength was too great, like a wild bull, and he was shaken to the ground.

Mo Chonglin jumped on both feet, held a nunchuck in his right hand, and smashed it into Lu Yunying's body with a condescending momentum.

Lu Yunying rolled on the ground and flashed to the side.

Bang!

The nunchucks smashed into the ground, shattering the hard floor to pieces, and the sand-like tiles shot everywhere.

Fortunately, it didn't hit Lu Yunying's body this time, otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would be useless.

"Quick, kill Lu Yunying!" Brother Hong covered the gunshot wound on his thigh and shouted at his men.

More than a dozen people are ready to move, but Mo Chonglin is fighting with Lu Yunying, you come and go. They were worried that they would injure Mo Chonglin by mistake, so they didn't dare to shoot, so they could only move with Lu Yunying and Mo Chonglin, waiting for the opportunity to come.

At this time, Mo Chonglin became more and more fierce in the war, and his shots became more and more vicious. And Lu Yunying felt more and more tired, her whole body was covered with sweat, and she was at a disadvantage.

Under this situation, it won't be long before he will be defeated miserably in the hands of Mo Chonglin.

"Humph! I've been waiting for this day, I've been waiting for a long time! Suffer death! Mo Chonglin's sneer echoed in the room.

He took the nunchucks made of gold and swept towards Lu Yunying's façade.

Lu Yunying picked up a wooden chair beside him and blocked it in front of him.

With a snap, the wooden chair was smashed by nunchucks and scattered on the ground.

Lu Yunying picked up the remaining physical strength and kicked at Mo Chonglin's chest.

"The mantis arm blocks the car, and I can't do it!" Mo Chonglin sneered disdainfully, and directly pushed it out with one palm. He also saw Lu Yunying's situation and knew that Lu Yunying was already at the end of the strong bow, so he didn't pay attention to it at all.

With a snap, Lu Yunying was shocked back again, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

And Mo Chonglin is still standing in place, as stable as Mount Tai, still high-spirited, swallowing mountains and rivers!

Then, Mo Chonglin rushed forward with an arrow step, swept towards Lu Yunying's head with a nunchuck in his right hand, and formed a claw with his left hand, probing to Lu Yunying's crotch. Attack up and down, and the move is deadly.

Lu Yunying hurriedly bent forward and avoided the nunchucks. Then he crossed his hands and blocked Mo Chonglin's claws.

As everyone knows, Mo Chonglin suddenly hit a knee and hit Lu Yunying's chest like a small mountain.

With a bang, Lu Yunying was knocked into the air, and a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

"Don't make a move, I'm going to kill him myself today!" Mo Chonglin glanced at Brother Hong's subordinates, and then set his eyes on Lu Yunying, his eyes were full of fierce light, and he was extremely cruel: "Even if an immortal descends to earth, he can't save you!" ”

As the words fell, he approached Lu Yunying step by step, and the nunchucks in his hands were waved again and again, as if they were acrobatics.

At this moment, a loud shout came from outside: "Mo Chonglin, you old dog!" I'll take your dog's life! ”

Before the words dispersed, he saw that outside the door, Mo Chonglin's subordinates suddenly flew out upside down, like falling leaves in the autumn wind, smashing the door and a few chairs.

Then, a person quickly rushed in, with a strong murderous aura, which made the atmosphere in the room much heavier all of a sudden.

This person is the successor of Lost Trace Boxing, Liu Huaguo!

"Liu Huaguo, it turns out that you are not dead yet!" Mo Chonglin was stunned for a moment, then showed a murderous aura, and shouted: "Since you are not dead yet, let me personally send you to see the king of Hades!" ”

After speaking, Mo Chonglin abandoned Lu Yunying, turned around and pounced on Liu Huaguo, the nunchucks in his hands waved again and again, and the wind was endless.

"You old dog, you don't deserve a nunchuck!" As Liu Huaguo spoke, the figure flickered, leaving an afterimage in place, and instantly arrived at Mo Chonglin's side, kicking him on the wrist, causing the nunchuck to sway a few times in mid-air.

Then, Liu Huaguo flashed again, came to Mo Chonglin's left, grabbed the nunchuck made of gold with one hand, grabbed his wrist with the other, and twisted it hard.

Mo Chonglin kicked his feet, the whole person got up from the ground, and followed Liu Huaguo's strength, but there was nothing at all.

The two of them fought in the middle of the room, and their movements were very fast, dazzling Brother Hong and his men. Brother Hong had already snatched a machine gun from one of his subordinates and wanted to kill Lu Yunying and Liu Huaguo.

However, because Liu Huaguo and Mo Chonglin's movements were too fast, he couldn't aim his gun at Liu Huaguo at all, and he was even more worried about accidentally injuring Mo Chonglin.

And because there were two people fighting in the middle of the room, it also blocked Brother Hong's sight, and if he wanted to kill Lu Yunying on the other side, it was even more difficult to climb to the sky.

Therefore, Brother Hong and his men could only watch and wait for the opportunity to come.

In the middle of the room, Liu Huaguo and Mo Chonglin fought more and more fiercely, full of strange moves, and it was difficult to give up.

Lu Yunying quickly hid behind a stool to prevent someone from sneaking up on him, after all, Brother Hong and his men had picked up machine guns.

Lu Yunying looked at the battle situation between Liu Huaguo and Mo Chonglin, and immediately frowned. Because the strength of both of them was beyond his expectations. Especially Liu Huaguo, his body image is like lightning, and even he can't see Liu Huaguo's movements clearly.

Even if he is in his heyday, he is not 100% sure of winning Liu Huaguo! Because Liu Huaguo's movements were too fast, floating around, like a ghost.

But fortunately, the two are already brothers, not enemies!

With a snap, the nunchucks in Mo Chonglin's hands slammed on Liu Huaguo's shoulder. However, Liu Huaguo didn't even frown as if he didn't know the pain.

With a twist of his claws, he grabbed Mo Chonglin's arm, pulled it back vigorously, and turned it again, his elbow was like a hammer, slamming into Mo Chonglin's chest.

These actions were completed in an instant, and everyone did not see it clearly.

Bang!

Mo Chonglin took two steps back directly, snorted, and his face turned pale.

Liu Huaguo took advantage of the victory to pursue, like a gust of wind drifting to Mo Chonglin's side, grabbing the nunchucks with one hand and slashing at Mo Chonglin's shoulder with the other.

Another snap!

Mo Chonglin only felt that his right hand was numb, and the nunchucks in his hands were taken away by Liu Huaguo. Then he took three steps back, and his face became even paler.

"It takes great courage and courage to use a nunchuck. You old dog, you don't deserve to use a nunchuck! Liu Huaguo's voice was full of murderous energy, like ice and snow in the cold winter, which made everyone's hearts tighten.

While speaking, he floated to Mo Chonglin's side again, grabbed the nunchuck and waved it continuously, quite like Donnie Yen's "Jingwumen", Chen Zhen's spirit.

With a snort, one end of the nunchuck hit Mo Chonglin's head hard!