If you have a hobby and play it to a certain extent, when you meet someone with the same hobby, you will naturally have a psychology of comparison.

"There have been 18 people who have died under my knife so far." The man with a scar on the back of his hand raised the blade slightly, glanced at the eighteen slight scratches on the knife, and said with a smile: "Will you become the ninteenth?" ”

Meng Que felt that this person was quite interesting, and glanced at the knife in his hand, which was almost two-thirds shorter than the other party. An inch long comes to an inch strong, and an inch short to an inch dangerous. In a narrow place, the long knife has no advantage, and the short knife is the winning king of the narrow road.

"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." Meng Que glanced at him, before he vaguely heard the conversation between this man and the other two men, and the content of the conversation seemed to involve the words "Black Tiger Gang". So he asked curiously: "You should all be members of the Black Tiger Gang, right?" ”

The man on the other side smiled slightly, noncommittal, and at this time, he didn't bother to hide it, nodded, and said, "Yes, we are indeed members of the Black Tiger Gang." ”

"Chasing you here from SY City, you guys are really ghostly."

"It's just that you have too much reputation, and you even dare to rob our Black Tiger Gang's money. It's a pity I didn't run into you last time, and if I did, then we wouldn't have to come here this time. ”

"Ho! What a crazy tone, I really don't know if the knife in your hand is as crazy as you? ”

"Hmph, you'll know if you taste it." Brother Biao Han's words fell, and the machete in his hand fiercely drew a cross slash.

"Zheng~~"

"Zheng~~"

Meng Que held the knife in his backhand and blocked it twice. Biaohan's arm strength is concentrated in one place, and every move and style is powerful. In an ordinary state, Meng Que obviously has a certain gap with Biao Han in terms of strength.

Biao Han's knife technique unfolded, opening and closing, and the space in the corridor was not spacious, but he waved the long knife, but it was not hindered at all, which was obviously able to reach the realm of foreign objects as he wanted.

"You're doing a good job with your knives, too." Meng Que couldn't help but praise it.

Six meters away, the other two biao men were talking, looking at the battle screen, commenting on the advantages and disadvantages between their eldest brother and Meng Que.

Lao Er said: "What the eldest brother said is really right, in terms of strength, that kid is not his opponent at all." Hehe, right now that kid doesn't even have the strength to parry, how many rounds do you think that kid can last? ”

The third child looked down on Meng Que from the beginning, and when he heard Brother Er's question, he sighed and said, "In my opinion, there are ten rounds at most." ”

Lao Er nodded, as if he felt the same way, and said, "In my opinion, it's pretty much the same." ”

During the conversation, Meng Que was really killed and retreated, and it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to parry. On the other hand, the more vigorous the biao man became, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and his strong muscles were full of explosive power, and every time he swung the knife, people would have a strong sense of mental oppression in their eyes.

When Meng Que was about to retreat to the door of the room at the back, suddenly, he jumped up on the spot like a monkey, and a somersault actually flipped over the top of the man's head.

When he rolled over and landed, the brave man suddenly seemed to be frozen in the picture, and he didn't move. When Meng Que stood up from the ground, Biao Han turned his head with difficulty, but before he could say half a sound, his slender neck flashed red, and the blood mist immediately sprayed out.

"Plop!"

The man fell, and this fall was forever, and he could never get up again.

Meng Que glanced back at Biao Han's corpse lightly, and said with pity: "Although the knife is played well, it will only blindly use brute force, just like a cow, what is the use?" Although martial arts value strength and speed, don't forget, there is also agility. The tiger is not at home, the monkey is the king, and the reason why the monkey is powerful is because its agility is high enough. ”

The knife between the lightning and flint just now, almost everyone didn't see clearly how Meng Que made the knife.

He was originally killed all the way and retreated, why did he suddenly turn defeat into victory?

Before these thugs came to Zhuhai, they had heard that Meng Que had taken millions of trading money from among the hundreds of armed members of the Black Tiger Gang.

When they first heard the news, almost all of them didn't believe it, thinking that the propagandists were exaggerating. Even if this matter was later affirmed by Brother Song and even Brother Hu, they still thought that there was something strange in the matter.

Inferred from common sense, no matter how powerful a person is, it is absolutely impossible for him to really be like Changshan Zhao Zilong during the Three Kingdoms period - entering and exiting a million troops, as if entering a no-man's land.

What's more, the ancient million-strong army is only afraid of being compared to the modern Black Tiger Gang's combat armed brigade, Meng Que is a human being, not a god, he must have used some kind of trick to be able to snatch the money.

With this suspicion, this group of thugs had the mentality of wanting to show in front of Brother Tiger, and resolutely accepted Brother Song's summons to kill in Zhuhai.

Originally, everything was going very smoothly, just waiting for Brother Song to finish the shooting, and after an order, he could clean up Meng Que. I didn't expect this guy to come uninvited tonight. And what's even more unexpected is that this guy ...... It does seem to have some abilities.

The man with a scar on the back of his hand, known as "Brother Zhuo", is the third largest figure in the Black Tiger Gang's swordsmen's list. How powerful Brother Zhuo is, the Black Tiger Gang as his brother knows it, but just such a bull C character died so easily at the hands of Meng Que.

For a while, everyone was a little overwhelmed.

The momentary hope turned into disappointment, which made the gap in the hearts of these people too great.

"Humph!"

Meng Que held the bloody short knife, but he didn't give these people time to react. Suddenly, his body flashed like a ghost, and between the narrow corridors, he moved and jumped freely, as if he were walking on the ground.

As the screams rang out, several members of the Black Tiger Gang were frightened, and they wanted to flee downstairs with their tails between their legs.

It's a pity that Meng Que has already moved his killing intent, how can he let them leave easily?

In an instant, the whirlwind step of the first realm of "Ao Youbu" opened, and Meng Que's whole person almost turned into a whirlwind, stepping on the iron railing with both feet, flying straight down, as fast as thunder.

"Whew!"

Where the flashing sword light of the golden light passed, the corpses fell one by one. When the short knife "grabbed" the ground, it shot into the concrete wall, making a buzzing sound. The last Black Tiger Gate man, also holding his bloody chest, fell to the ground unwillingly.

……

Lonely streets.

Meng Que hugged Xiaoxiao's head and walked slowly.

As they moved away, the fifth building on the side of the street was suddenly caught on fire. The brilliant red flames are particularly enchanting in the dark night with the salty sea breeze.