His eyes widened with anger, and the muscles on his face shook and shook because of pain or anger.

Two red blood streaks start at the brow bone and continue to the forehead. Bright red blood slowly left behind the corners of his eyes, like two long red eyebrows, looking like a demon who had just crawled out of hell, and the color was extremely hideous.

"Hey, it's disgusting." Yan Murong quickly took two steps back, and then shook off the trace of blood and flesh stuck to his fingers with a look of disgust.

"Look for death." The male ** was angry, he thought that this skinny guy was just moving faster, but he didn't expect that this bastard would use such a cheap move. If he hadn't come to a lazy donkey to roll around regardless of his image, I'm afraid his eyes would have blurred by now.

Don't hit people in the face, and don't expose their shortcomings when scolding.

Similarly, in the martial arts competition, the most taboo and the most shameful move is to flirt with yin and insert eyes - even if it is a life-and-death duel, it is necessary to be upright, fight with a knife, a gun, a move, and a style, and use yin tricks to win, and win without martial arts.

Yan Murong Cai doesn't care what moves are cheap or not, and he is not martial arts when he wins. All he had to do was delay or take the other person's life.

From this man's reaction, it can be seen that although the other party is tall and strong, his movements and reactions are really not slow, and he must be a master - a master duel, you must be cautious in every move, and any flaw can make the enemy take your life at any time.

Angered by Yan Murong's vicious moves, the male ** screamed and pounced on Yan Murong, and even the deck made a muffled sound of "dong dong dong" as he ran, which really made people worry about whether he would slip the deck into the sea.

"Whew." The man threw a punch, and the fist smashed into Yan Murong's head at a forty-five degree angle from top to bottom with a sound of breaking through the air.

Why a forty-five degree angle? Do you still watch it for the sake of gorgeousness? Of course, it certainly isn't.

Yan Murong also knew the path of this punch, from top to bottom into a forty-five degree angle, if this punch was blocked, then the opponent's fist would definitely continue to swing downward, and then the elbow would take advantage of the situation to carry out a second attack.

For the safety of the two women behind him, Yan Murong couldn't hide, he was afraid that as soon as he dodged, the other party would take advantage of the situation to catch the two women again. In that case, he would have been busy for half a day.

The fist wind whistled, and Yan Murong didn't dodge, but turned around directly on the spot, and kicked it over with a side kick.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came, and at the moment when the opponent's fist was about to smash on Yan Murong's head, Yan Murong also kicked the local chest.

"Pedal, pedal—"

The force is relative, although the other party was kicked back by Yan Murong, Yan Murong was also shocked back a few steps by the force of the shock.

"Idiot, don't you know that legs are always longer than arms?"

"Ahh

The man was completely enraged by Yan Murong, and after a roar, he rushed towards Yan Murong again, his huge body was like a tank, and he rushed over with a posture that would not stop until Yan Murong was flattened.

With a punch, Yan Murong dodged sideways.

With another punch, Yan Murong lowered his head again to dodge.

The two punches missed, and the opponent still didn't mean to stop, but moved faster and faster, each punch brought up an afterimage, and each punch smashed into Yan Murong's head.

Yan Murong was shocked, he didn't expect this guy to be so tall and so fast at full speed.

While blocking the opponent's attack, look for loopholes.

Suddenly, after Yan Murong dodged the opponent's quick combination punches, his body suddenly became shorter, and then, in a sumo posture, he spread his arms and threw himself into the opponent's arms.

The man was stunned by Yan Murong's moment, but soon, a cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth, his hands were quickly withdrawn, and his elbow smashed vigorously into Yan Murong's back. If it is smashed this time, even if it is not dead, I am afraid that I will have to break a few bones, and then vomit blood and faint.

It's a pity that Yan Murong would never do such a stupid thing, every action he did was intentional.

When he threw himself into the opponent's arms in this sentimental posture, Yan Murong knew that the other party would definitely attack the empty space behind him - and then, without waiting for the opponent's elbow to fall down, Yan Murong hugged the opponent's thick waist with both hands, and then raised one leg and upturned his knee.

"Bang-"

A muffled sound came into everyone's ears, and then everyone saw that the man's elbow, which had fallen halfway, suddenly stopped, his face became red, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and the black blood vessels suddenly made people feel disgusting like earthworms.

Yan Murong quickly retreated, looking at the man who was covering his crotch and slowly falling down, his face showing a smug smile.

Yan Murong thought, unless this product is refined into a peerless magic skill that shrinks the yang into the abdomen, otherwise if this knee goes down, he will wait for the 'amputation' - even if he doesn't amputate it, I'm afraid he can only use it as an ornament to keep a souvenir in the future. For a moment, the entire deck was extremely quiet, and there was even a kind of danciful sadness - "vulnerable." Yan Murong looked at the masked man who was tightly covered with a smile on his face, and his tone was full of disdain.

"Good, good." Instead of getting angry, the masked man burst out laughing. "Haha, I've heard for a long time that Mr. Yan likes to attack in this way, but this time I saw it, and it was really ruthless."

"Hehe, thanks for the compliment." Yan Murong grinned. "Don't worry, if you need it, I'll give it a try for you myself."

"Forget it." The masked man shook his head, pointed at the four gun-wielding men who were still standing there, and said. "There are four more, pick one."

"You're really planning a wheel war." Yan Murong sighed helplessly and asked. "Can you give me a break? On this big night, you first jumped into the sea to take a cool shower, and then swam far away to find you - why don't you have some supper and then continue? ”

"I'm sorry, no." The masked man shook his head in refusal.

"Then I won't fight." Yan Murong sat on the deck, but his eyes secretly glanced at the sea in the distance.

"Then I'm sorry." The masked man waved his hand at the four gun-wielding men as he spoke. Then, the sound of four bullets loading rang out on the deck.

"You won't get anything by killing me, and you'll have to die." Yan Murong said lightly.

"I know." The masked man said with a sneer. "Even if I die, I'm going to pull you and the two women behind you, hehe."

"Give you another chance, take out the things, you live, or die!"

"I've said a long time ago that things don't belong to you." Yan Murong still insisted.

"Shoot." The masked man waved his hand in command.

"Bang-"

A gunshot rang out across the sea.

PS: Flowers, ask for flowers, how can flowers also have wood......