On the surface, Yan Murong was indeed cheating, and his sneak attack was very disgraceful.

However, strictly speaking, Hua Feihua can only be blamed for being too confident, thinking that Yan Murong is not his opponent - at such a time, if you don't kill all your enemies, you still run to the front of you to babble about the stinky show. In Yan Murong's opinion, this is stupid behavior.

Yes, the Snow Death is two swords, and if you press a mechanism on the hilt, the other sword will pop out of the hilt.

However, Yan Murong never cared about these things, killing people is killing people, whether it is fair or honest, whether it is deception, he just doesn't want to die. Knowing that he can't beat Hua Feihua, he has to be so tough, just to find an opportunity to kill him.

"How can there be two swords?"

This was the last sentence Hua Feihua asked before she fell.

"I won't tell you." Yan Murong looked at Hua Feihua, who had lost her breath, with a smile on her face, and said, then looked up at the indifference who was standing aside with a gun, raised her sword, and said. "What about you? Why not go on? Don't you want to avenge him? ”

"I'm not here to kill you."

Indifferently reacted quickly, and when he heard Yan Murong ask, he shook his head quickly.

Have you ever beaten it? Hit. However, he didn't want to fight Yan Murong now—this kid was treacherous, cunning, and didn't play according to the routine. Last time, I let myself suffer a loss, and today I even made the fraud kill Hua Feihua, and now I rush to fight him for thirty rounds, but it's hard to guarantee that he will not let the fraud kill him again.

"You're not here to kill me?" Yan Murong was cold. "But now I'm going to kill you."

As he spoke, the soft sword in his hand shook suddenly, making a "hum" sound like a dragon's groan, and it looked as if he was writing a war letter to Mo Ran.

"You can't kill me." Shaking his head indifferently, at the same time, his body moved quickly, not rushing towards Yan Murong, but running away in the opposite direction. The spear in his hand also came out of his hand, shooting towards Yan Murong like a javelin.

"It's pretty fast." Yan Murong swung out a sword and spear, looked at the indifference that had disappeared into the street, and sighed. "Since the old one has run away, then I'll go find the little one, I hope that stupid boy won't take the medicine so quickly." ――

In the Beijing Club, in the members' box, Chang Xiaopeng walked back and forth with an uneasy face.

He was a little scared, afraid that if he really killed Yan Murong, then the Yan family would definitely not give up, with the ability of the Yan family, it was very easy to know the whole story. However, he was afraid that Yan Murong would not die. If he doesn't die, he will find himself.

Yan Murong was right, Chang Xiaopeng really wouldn't take the antidote so quickly, and he didn't believe that Yan Murong gave him the real medicine, so he would definitely find someone to send it for examination.

Coming out of the Western restaurant, Chang Xiaopeng came directly to the Beijing Club, here, he has his own box, and after thinking about it for a long time, Chang Xiaopeng felt that hiding here was the safest.

If Yan Murong hadn't had an accident, he would definitely find himself, and the Capital Club was not an ordinary small bar, and the status of the people who could enter here was very high, so even if he was found, Yan Murong would not be able to embarrass himself here. Moreover, he also heard that Li Jianhua, the owner of the Capital Club, is here today, and Li Jianhua has a good relationship with Yan Murong, even if Yan Murong wants to embarrass himself regardless of the occasion, Li Jianhua will definitely come out to dissuade him.

"Why hasn't it worked out yet?" Chang Xiaopeng was a little anxious, walking back and forth in the box, and a bad feeling gradually rose in his heart.

At this moment, Chang Xiaopeng's mobile phone on the sofa rang suddenly.

"How? How's it going? Chang Xiaopeng picked up the phone and asked anxiously.

"One dies and one flees." A deep voice came from the phone.

"Who died? Tell me who's dead? ”

"Hua Feihua died, and ran away indifferently."

"Yan Murong is not dead? It's good that you're not dead. ”

Listening to the busy sound on the phone, Chang Xiaopeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know why, when he heard that Yan Murong was fine, his heart suddenly became relaxed-

"I want to go home." While driving the car, Xue Wen looked at Yan Murong, who was sitting in the co-pilot with his eyes closed, and said with a begging expression.

"I know." Yan Murong opened his eyes and said with a smile. "But you'll have to take me to the Capital Club first."

"W-what just happened?" Xue Wen looked at Yan Murong with some vigilance. "You just killed someone."

"I'm in self-defense." Yan Murong said defensively. "He was going to kill me first, so I accidentally killed him."

Yan Murong was not worried about killing someone. Indifferent is a killer, that Hua Feihua is probably also his peer, he just killed a killer, even if the police come to the door, he should send him a pennant of a good citizen.

Besides, he still has a Longteng brand in his hand, which is also very useful when he takes it out at a critical moment.

There was nothing to say all the way, and when Xue Wen drove the car to the parking lot of the Capital Club, Yan Murong did not get out of the car.

"Here we are." Xue Wen reminded cautiously. This man is a demon in human skin, otherwise how could he have killed an old man in a joke? Although the other party did want to kill him, but - people are so old, they should also give some respect.

"I know." Yan Murong looked out the window and said. "But you can't go home yet."

"Why?" Xue Wen was about to cry when she was aggrieved, and her two watery eyes were also full of crystals.

"Look, this is the Capital Club." Yan Murong pointed to the flickering neon on the tall building and said.

"I know." Xue Wen whispered.

"Then you must not have been here?"

"Nope."

"That's good." Yan Murong laughed happily, took out the long membership card that Li Jianhua gave him from his pocket, and said. "I'm very familiar with the boss here, you see, this membership card was given to me by him, and I will take you in for a long time."

“――”

Xue Wen cried, and two strings of tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"Mr. Yan, please, I don't want to go." Xue Wen said with a pleading face. "I know it's me wrong tonight, please let me go."

She regretted it, she regretted being involved in such a thing.

Although her family background is not bad, compared with Yan Murong and Chang Xiaopeng, she is smaller than a speck of dust and looks small. Mixed into this level of fighting, she can only be sacrificed as cannon fodder.

"That's not going to work." Yan Murong looked embarrassed. "When you're gone, who will I go to witness for me?"

"Witness? What to witness? Xue Wen asked with teary eyes.

"Witness that I am in self-defense." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I kill someone, you testify, we men and women cooperate in the division of labor!"