"Do you want to use force?", hearing the words of this young man wearing sunglasses, Zhang Xiaofeng said slowly: "But I am not the kind of person who will be restrained, if you want to take me away, you must show your own strength to come out......." The energy in his heart slowly spread all over his body, and a trace of power flowed in his heart.

"Then you can try...", it seemed that he didn't care about Zhang Xiaofeng's words, and the young man wearing sunglasses also said-for-tat, and as his words fell, the atmosphere on the rooftop suddenly became solemn, and the battle was about to break out.

A trace of momentum appeared from the young man wearing sunglasses and the pretty woman opposite, and pressed towards him, Zhang Xiaofeng seemed to be pressed his heart by a few big stones, the strength of these two people is very strong, this is the idea that flashed reflexively in Zhang Xiaofeng's mind.

"Brush brush brush !!", suddenly, without warning, the bodies of the three people who were standing quietly suddenly moved, quiet as virgins, moving like cunning rabbits here has been perfectly interpreted, only to see the figures of the three people, in the dark night suddenly turned into three black shadows, flashing quickly.

The palm shadows in the sky, the hands of the young man wearing sunglasses turned into countless palm shadows, almost enveloping Zhang Xiaofeng's whole body, and the pretty woman didn't know when she took out a short sword, flashing with bursts of cold light, or like a cold lightning, or like a match, stabbing or slashing towards Zhang Xiaofeng.

Similarly, Zhang Xiaofeng was also ruthless, a pair of ghost claws also greeted him, the sharp nails were like sharp teeth, and the palms of the young man wearing sunglasses did not dare to lift Zhang Xiaofeng's claws, because the three bloody claw marks on his right palm told him that his fleshy palm was definitely not the opponent of Zhang Xiaofeng's claws.

"I cut his nails first!!," the young man in sunglasses couldn't help but say to the pretty woman with a little annoyance, looking at the bloody claw marks on his right palm. With the mysterious footwork under her feet, the young woman wearing sunglasses is not as fast as Zhang Xiaofeng, but she can always dodge Zhang Xiaofeng's attack at a critical time, or suddenly bully Zhang Xiaofeng.

"Is this the legendary footwork?", although the speed of the two of them is not as good as their own, but the strange footwork they step on is able to dodge their claws at a critical time every time, Zhang Xiaofeng's heart is slightly distressed.

"Brush brush brush !!", and hearing the words of the young man wearing sunglasses, the sword light in the pretty woman's hand couldn't help but become a little more dense, and the sword light shrouded Zhang Xiaofeng like a pear blossom rainstorm, and the young man wearing sunglasses was desperately restraining Zhang Xiaofeng next to him at the same time.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, this moment is the true portrayal of Zhang Xiaofeng, if their strength is not strong, Zhang Xiaofeng can still break through, but the problem is that their strength is not weaker than their own, although their speed is faster than theirs, but this only advantage can not be fully exerted under their strange footwork.

The sudden acceleration of the attack rhythm of the two people made Zhang Xiaofeng suddenly feel the pressure increase sharply, and the offense and defense became dwarfed, and most of the time it became defending the attack of the two.

Suddenly, a pair of fleshy palms of the young man in sunglasses slapped towards his waist and abdomen, and the pair of fleshy palms that were enough to break the golden cracking stone made Zhang Xiaofeng dare not slack off, if he was patted by him, he would at least be seriously injured, so while he was shocked, Zhang Xiaofeng's claws didn't think about it and went towards his pair of fleshy palms like lightning.

The speed of the vampire is not only reflected in his movement, but also in terms of attack, the speed of the vampire is also terrifying, looking at the pair of palms that slapped towards him, Zhang Xiaofeng's claws were intercepted first, and a pair of claws grabbed his hands fiercely.

Of course, after fighting for so long, the young man in sunglasses also has a rough estimate of Zhang Xiaofeng's speed, it seems that Zhang Xiaofeng can return to defense like lightning a long time ago, and the palms of the young man in sunglasses are also retracted like lightning, although his fleshy palms are strong, but they are still not as good as the other party's perverted claw skills.

At this moment, I don't know from somewhere, a cold light shot towards Zhang Xiaofeng like a sharp arrow, and in the dark night, this cold light was so gorgeous that it almost occupied Zhang Xiaofeng's entire eye socket.

Looking at the cold light that was shooting towards his chest, it was too late to dodge, and it was too late to think about it, and the consciousness of battle suddenly controlled Zhang Xiaofeng's body, and the claws that were originally grabbing the fleshy palm of the young man in sunglasses fiercely turned over and grabbed towards the cold light.

"Brush, brush" a few times, although Zhang Xiaofeng's claws are as hard as the tiger's sharp teeth, but even if it is the tiger's sharp teeth, it can't withstand the sword slash of a martial artist, I saw that the sharp nails of Zhang Xiaofeng's hands were suddenly cut off, and Zhang Xiaofeng, taking advantage of the moment when his nails were cut off, slapped the back of the short sword with his right palm, and at the same time his body dodged in reverse, letting this move be like a stroke of genius

Standing there, watching a few flying nails fall down like fallen leaves, ticking to the ground, the face of the young man in sunglasses finally flashed with a hint of joy, and said: "Although your claw skills are very powerful, but now the claws without nails are like a tiger with teeth removed, and now you are even more unlikely to be our opponent, how about it? Now have you changed your mind? Do you go with us yourself? Or do you directly tell us the whereabouts of our shipment?"

Quietly clenching his fists, Zhang Xiaofeng stood there quietly, silent, just silently swept the broken nails on the ground.

"What, are you really not crying when you don't see the coffin?", looking at Zhang Xiaofeng's silence, the young man in sunglasses was furious in his heart, and said, "It seems that I really want to break your hands and feet to bring you back!!!", he said, and slowly raised his palms.

At the same time, the short sword in the pretty woman's hand was also slowly raised......

"What should I do?", Zhang Xiaofeng's heart was a little anxious to say, his most powerful weapon, the claw, is gone, so what do he have? Fangs? Yes, this is a good weapon, but if he really uses fangs, then he will inevitably reveal his identity, is he sure that he can kill them if he uses fangs? Zhang Xiaofeng asked himself secretly in his heart.

But the answer is no, so what do you have to rely on? No, guns are okay to deal with ordinary people, for these martial arts masters, guns are no longer much of a threat to them, although their marksmanship is very strong, but too many factors are limited, their own bullets are impossible to send to the other party's head, at the moment they shoot at them, they can judge the trajectory of the bullet and be able to dodge......

Is there really nothing I can do about it?