"As far as you little ants, you don't deserve to know the name of my young master." Yao Ling also said arrogantly.

As soon as these words came out, the other party was extremely unhappy and ready to move.

Leng Rui snorted coldly, how could he be weak, and as soon as the slender knuckles were forced, the expensive crystal cup was shattered.

Leng Yan stood up abruptly and slammed his palm on the jade table: "Since you are insincere, then what is there to talk about, you killed more than twenty of my brothers, let's settle this account tonight." ”

Nangong Ming suddenly sneered, as if he was laughing at Leng Yan's indiscretion.

As the leader of a gang, how can he allow others to look down on him, in the face of Nangong Ming's contemptuous provocations again and again, Leng Rui knew that he couldn't avoid a fight tonight.

Leng Yan's face changed: "Give me the funeral." ”

As soon as the words fell, the people on both sides quickly held their guns, and in an instant, the room was in a mess.

In just a few banknotes, only Nangong Ming and Leng Rui were left in the room, and the others all moved to a more favorable battlefield.

Nangong Ming was still sitting in place, as if he was out of the way, he raised his head and shot at Leng Rui with his cold eyes, like a king on top.

"Have you ever heard a word?" Leng Rui raised his sword eyebrows unhappily: "Pretend to be forced to move thunder." ”

Nangong Ming didn't seem to understand the meaning of Leng Rui's words, he stood up, looked at the posture of all beings, and said disdainfully: "Your opponent is me, but, you are so weak that I can't raise the interest in doing it." ”

"Strength and weakness are not said with words." Leng Rui snorted coldly.

The two figures moved instantly, and their skills were very agile.

The sound of gunfire clashed and the glass shattered to the ground, and the fragments shimmered in a blurry light.

Leng Rui flashed a bullet, raised his head and counterattacked at a rapid speed, and fired several shots in a row, the pillow on the sofa was shot through, and the white feathers flew down.

Nangong Ming quickly bypassed the bullets, and rushed towards Leng Rui at a speed, with a momentum like a rainbow.

Leng Rui is incredible, the other party seems to be able to predict where his bullets are going, and he always dodges lightly, and he doesn't even need to dodge, with a calm attitude.

That sense of threat, and the sense of distance between strength and weakness, is something Leng Rui has never felt.

He has always been the only one who surpasses others, how could he ever be so weak, how can he be willing?

Nangong Ming's figure approached step by step, Leng Rui did not panic, he did not retreat but advanced, but when his bullet entered the opponent's chest, the opponent's footsteps did not pause, and then another shot.

Nangong Ming rushed straight into Leng Rui, and was shot twice in the chest and one in the head, but he did not fall.

As if he were a god, he had an immortal body.

This is something that other vampires don't have, and if they get their heads shot in the head, they will surely die.

Leng Rui looked at Nangong Ming in disbelief, his clean and well-proportioned hand reached out to his forehead, and dug out a bullet from his brow.

Then, the wound was healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

A sense of powerlessness spread to Leng Rui's heart, and in an instant, there was a cold hand on his neck, and Leng Rui couldn't breathe anymore.

The smell of death spreads indoors.

"Do you see clearly, this is the gap between you and me."

Nangong Ming lifted Leng Rui's whole person off the ground with one hand, with sarcasm and disdain on his face.

The cold hand was about to crush Leng Rui's throat, as long as Nangong Ming exerted a little more force, he would definitely die.

But Nangong Ming didn't.

Leng Rui defiled his woman, how could he let him die so lightly?

He was going to let him be tortured to death