The "Victorious General" of "Donkey Kong Divine Power" faced the "Dragon Capture Style" of "Giant Spirit Divine Skill", and Meng Que's right hand ate two fingers and combined them into a gun, stabbing Murong Yan's throat from a strange angle. And Murong Yan completely ignored his fingers, wanting to hold his death hole from the side.

The confrontation between the two this time was completely between lightning and flint, and when Meng Que stabbed Murong Yan in the throat, Murong Yan also happened to choke his "shoulder well point".

A finger piercing Murong Yan's throat was like stabbing on a big rock, and it felt extremely hard, not only could he not pierce his throat, but even Meng Que's fingers felt a burst of soreness.

"The skin on his body is so hard, not weaker than the Qian family's 'scale armor body', it's a pity that I haven't practiced the real thirty-two body appearance, if I really learn this trick 'Winning General Appearance', I will definitely be able to kill him." Meng Que was very confident, but unfortunately, the few tricks in the thirty-two physiognomy he had learned were just in vain. Drawing a gourd in the same way, although it can be imitated beautifully, the real power is 108,000 miles away.

"This is the legendary thirty-two figures? It seems that this is not enough. Murong Yan chuckled, his laughter was like that of an old sheep in the mountains. As soon as he finished speaking, his fingers changed into eagle claws, and his knuckles bent, almost cutting into the flesh on Meng Que's shoulder, and shouted: "Since your Qian family's 'Donkey Kong Divine Power' is not good, then I'll let you see the true power of the Murong family's 'Giant Spirit Divine Skill'!" ”

Meng Que's brows furrowed, and there were bursts of sharp pain in his shoulder, which almost made him faint instantly. But he has always insisted on holding on with his super willpower.

"Hehe, it's quite bearable, if you feel pain, you might as well call it out, I won't laugh at you." Murong Yan sneered like a goat, and the three fingers of the winning claw hand had already pulled blood out of Meng Que's shoulder.

The left and right shoulder well points of the human body are where the strength of the dominant arm lies, and when Murong Yan grabbed the shoulder well point of Meng Que's left hand, his entire arm seemed to be completely numb in an instant, without the slightest strength.

"Oh no, the acupuncture channel is restrained, I'm completely passive, what can I do?" Meng Que pondered worriedly.

Murong Yan held Meng Que like this, drove him, and said, "Let's go, don't waste your efforts, your kung fu is too unsatisfactory, you dare to come to the southwest region to make trouble without even practicing the scale armor and body protection, it's really bold." As he spoke, he pushed Meng Que out.

Meng Que had no choice but to let him drive him, and he had to go outside the fruit forest.

It was twelve o'clock in the evening, and I walked out of the fruit forest to the wide national highway. Murong Yan looked very happy, turned on the walkie-talkie, and said, "Attention units, I am on XXX Road, the suspect has been caught by me, and people nearby have driven over to pick it up." ”

Meng Que looked at the dim street lamps on the road, and his heart was racing, he couldn't escape by other methods at the moment, and if he wanted to escape, he had to use the supreme true method of the Meng family - "Three Mirrors of Void Spirit". But this Murong Yan is not an ordinary person, whether his vision is high or low, it is difficult to guess, if he guesses his identity, wouldn't he force himself and his grandfather into a desperate situation at the same time?

Murong Yan was very conceited, grabbing Meng Que's shoulder with one hand, and inserting the other hand on his waist, holding his head high, majestic and majestic, "If you had listened to my words and turned yourself in, then you wouldn't have to suffer so much, do you say you are a cheap bone?" ”

Meng Que smiled coldly, he found that all of them who were policemen had one thing in common, that is, they liked to try to hit others when they were in power. This was the case with Komatsu before, and so is Murong Yan now.

"Don't worry, we won't kill you for the time being, if you are willing to obediently hand over the 'treasure map', maybe we will take care of you for the rest of your life." Murong Yan said lightly.

His so-called food and clothing are worry-free, and he doesn't need to guess to know that the treatment is similar to house arrest. The people of the three major families are not a good thing, and if they fall into the hands of either of them, they will not end up much better.

"You want a 'treasure map' too?"

"The one you stole has been passed down from generation to generation by my Murong family, it's not that I want this 'treasure map', but that you should return it to my Murong family." Murong Yan replied very seriously, and the public and private seemed to be very distinct.

Steal? Meng Que secretly smiled bitterly, how could he have stolen their family's treasure map? Obviously, he only grabbed one in the hands of Murong Shantai and others.

"And I also know that you are definitely not the only person sent by your family, and you had better explain to me honestly about your comrades." Murong Yan said solemnly.

Meng Que hated this guy from the bottom of his heart, and replied: "If I don't say it, what will you do?" ”

Murong Yan said expressionlessly: "It's okay, now I can let you be strong, no matter how hard-mouthed the person is, usually I can't last a minute after I use my means, no one is an exception, you will be the next to try." ”

"You...... As a state law enforcement officer, do you still want to use lynching? ”

"What about lynching? Do you think the state will help you get ahead? Murong Yan sneered.

Meng Que has nothing to say, if he is caught back by him now, it will definitely be like fish on a felt board, no matter how they slaughter it, no one will come to help him. Gradually, he felt a wave of despair, and when he heard the sound of sirens on the national highway, he turned his head to see that it was a police car coming from the left.

Murong Yan's fingers subconsciously added a little more force, and his fingers pierced into Meng Que's shoulder blades even more, and said, "It's all over, you don't have to have any thoughts of running away." The police car has arrived, and your days of freedom are over. ”

Meng Que stared at the police car from far to near, and said anxiously in his heart: "You must not be taken away by them, the last time I was arrested by the five elders of the Qian family, it was already nine deaths, if it wasn't for my luck, I'm afraid I would have gone to see King Yama a long time ago." If he is arrested to the Murong family this time, it is a serious unknown whether he will be able to have the same good luck as last time. I can't take that risk. ”

As soon as he thought of this, the power of the dragon blood in his body immediately surged, "Well, in the current situation, the only way to escape is to use the method of "Void Spirit Three Mirrors", save your life first, and then talk about it, as for whether he will recognize his true identity, these will be left for later." ”

Murong Yan grabbed Meng Que's shoulder, and suddenly felt that there was a powerful energy in his body that began to fluctuate, and he couldn't help but sigh "Huh", "Boy, do you still want to do the battle of trapped beasts?" ”

Meng Que's eyes were full of murderous aura, glared at him, and said, "Even if it's a battle of trapped beasts, why not?" ”

Murong Yan laughed and said, "I advise you not to work hard, play tricks on my hands, you will only die more miserably." As he spoke, he increased the strength in his hand, causing the blood on Meng Que's shoulder to flow wildly.

Meng Quegang gritted his teeth, and this burst of even more intense pain almost made him faint in pain, and at this time, he silently recited a mantra of "Three Mirrors of the Void Spirit" in his mouth, and suddenly shouted, and his entire body turned into a flame in an instant, and the flames drifted backwards like ghost fire, successfully escaping Murong Yan's control.

This change was completely instantaneous, until Murong Yan suddenly felt that what his right hand was grasping was no longer Meng Que's shoulder, but a cloud of air, and he was shocked. Turning around suddenly, where is Meng Que's shadow on the side at this moment? It's just that a strange flame appeared at the edge of the road for no apparent reason.

The flames rose hotly, gradually getting bigger and bigger, and then in less than three seconds, it turned from one to three, burning in the air, and the scene was very strange. Moreover, due to the appearance of these three strange fires, the surrounding temperature also slowly increased in an instant.

Murong Yan was shocked, stared at the three fires, and said, "This ...... What kind of martial arts is this? As far as I know, your Qian family doesn't have such weird exercises. ”

Meng Que ignored him for half a sentence, at this time he had already used the "Void Spirit Three Mirrors" Fire Mirror, so he simply used all his strength to fight with this Murong Yan. The reason why he lost to him before was because the thirty-two appearances of the Qian family that he had learned were empty on the surface, but there was no reality in them. At this time, the "Three Mirrors of the Void Spirit" was used, and the number of wins and losses is still a result worth guessing.

"Whew!"

I saw three flames suddenly shoot out, surrounding Murong Yan from three directions.

Murong Yan's eyes condensed, he didn't dare to be careless about this strange flame, and immediately spread the power of dragon blood all over his body, cautiously guarding against the three flames. The temperature around him was constantly rising, and in less than a minute, a layer of sweat even flowed from all over his body, "What a poisonous flame, presumably that kid should have died under this kind of flame?" ”

"Death!"

Meng Que's voice suddenly came from the void, and in an instant, three flames wrapped around Murong Yan's body like ghosts......