"The miscellaneous pieces raised by the son of a mother dare to escape and betray his teammates." Tan Feng's heart hated Luo Sihai so much that his teeth itched, but he had already lost his figure, and if he wanted to settle accounts with him, he had to solve Ding Xiu first.

There were no bullets in the gun, Tan Feng let go of the handle of the gun, stood up straight after abandoning the gun, and asked Ding Xiu: "Judging from the voice, you are very young." What's your name, young man? ”

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before you say hello?" Ding Xiu threw the gun that Tan Feng had discarded to the side and looked at him coldly.

"Tan Feng."

"Tan Feng? So, the guy who ran away just now is Luo Sihai? Ding Xiu was slightly stunned.

"Who are you, and why are you targeting Mr. Ming?" Tan Feng observed his words and suddenly felt that things seemed to be a little different from what he had judged at the beginning, so he asked again.

"I don't know Mr. Ming, how can I talk about targeting him?" Ding Xiu didn't understand the meaning of his words, but it didn't matter anymore, he took a step forward and said: "I only know that if you have revenge, you don't want to revenge a gentleman, and if you want to harm my friend, you have to ask my fist if you agree." ”

"Wait, is there a misunderstanding here?" Tan Feng hurriedly called Ding Xiu, who was about to make a move. He was not afraid of Ding Xiu, but he heard the strangeness in his words, so he wanted to further explore the truth.

"At this point, you tell me again that it was a misunderstanding?" Ding Xiu sneered: "When I arrested my two friends, was it a misunderstanding to bully the two girls? Now I have captured my brother again and almost tortured him to death, is this also a misunderstanding? ”

"Your brother has done many things that have been bad for us before." Tan Feng's words seemed to refute and explained.

"He went to your field because your people had beaten our friend's idea before, and almost tarnished the innocence of the two girls, and even killed them." Ding Xiu thought of what Luo Sihai and the others had done before, and the murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Today I came to settle the account with you." ”

"Okay, okay...... In this way, it turned out that it was all done by this bastard Luo Sihai, and I thought that someone wanted to target Mr. Ming. Seeing that Ding Xiu's tone and expression did not seem to be fake, Tan Feng already understood a little in his heart, and he was angry: "Luo Sihai!" Damn it! ”

"He deserves to die, but you can't live either." Ding Xiu took another step forward, his figure approaching the past, "It's okay if you lie to me, or if you are being used by Luo Sihai, it's just that if you appear in this warehouse today, you are destined to not be able to get out of its door." ”

Ding Xiu's words brought Tan Feng back to his senses from his anger at Luo Sihai. Tan Feng laughed angrily, "Hey, it's okay to separate life and death, come on." ”

Just before Ding Xiu was about to make his move, he added, "But I have a piece of advice and a piece of advice for you. ”

"Say." Luo Sihai had already run away, Tan Feng was already a dead man in Ding Xiu's eyes, and Ding Xiu didn't care about waiting a few more seconds.

"The suggestion is, no matter which of the two of us lives next, I hope we don't let Luo Sihai go."

Ding Xiu nodded.

"Advice, it's best to end this matter when Luo Sihai dies...... Mr. Ming, he's not someone you can afford to mess with. ”

After Tan Feng finished saying the advice and advice, he looked at Ding Xiu and waited for him to nod again.

Ding Xiu didn't nod, but smiled faintly: "I don't like to cause trouble, but I'm never afraid of it." ”

"Is that an answer?" Tan Feng also smiled.

Ding Xiu nodded again.

This was the end of the conversation between the two, Tan Feng took the lead, and the hook fist he swung out with his right hand went straight to Ding Xiu's temple.

Ding Xiu took a step back, dodged to avoid Tan Feng's punch, and was about to fight back, when he saw him attack with a back elbow blow from the momentum.

"There are two brushes." Ding Xiu raised his arm to support his elbow strike, and had a preliminary understanding of the strength of this opponent in his heart.

Tan Feng had seen Ding Xiu's "magic skill" of dodging bullets at close range, and he was actually very jealous of this young man in his heart.

However, because he lived a life of licking blood at the tip of a knife in previous years, Tan Feng knew the truth of "the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road", and he did not leave any room for fear in his heart, which is why he immediately chose to take the initiative after the two finished talking.

When a person puts all his energy and attention into attacking, he has no time to be afraid.

The fist came towards Ding Xiu like a storm, each punch was as fast as lightning, this kind of punch speed may be fatal for ordinary people, but not for Ding Xiu.

Because Ding Xiu is not an ordinary person, in addition to his own outstanding ability, he also carries the gene of the power of war paint.

This kind of pure power born for battle has been mastered by Ding Xiu, and he took every punch of Tan Feng without hurry, and even in the process of parrying, through the skills of borrowing and unloading, to guide Tan Feng's next blow.

When a layman sees this scene of the two fighting, he may think that Tan Feng has suppressed Ding Xiu to the death, and Ding Xiu only has the power to parry. But the actual situation is not like this, Tan Feng's attack is fierce, but he completely fell into Ding Xiu's rhythm in a few moves.

"You should have brought a dagger, why not?" Tan Feng was an arrogant person, he had already judged the weapon Ding Xiu was carrying from the wounds on his companion's corpse, and at this moment he had abandoned the gun, but the other party still responded with fists and kicks, which made him a little curious.

"You and Luo Sihai are not the same kind of people, I don't need a dagger, I am going to let you die with dignity." Ding Xiu blocked his fist, and after responding to his words, he wrapped his long arms around Tan Feng's neck.

Tan Feng hurriedly turned his head to remove Ding Xiu's pulling force, and while his body pounced forward, he took a jumping posture, raised his right arm high, and smashed the side of Ding Xiu's head with his bent elbow.

This blow seemed to Tan Feng to be fast, but in Ding Xiu's eyes, it was just like that. Ding Xiu also pounced, and the chests of the two were almost pressed together.

When Tan Feng's elbow struck, Ding Xiu's arm also met it, blocking his attack at a very suitable angle.

At the same time, because of the distance between the two, Ding Xiu launched an attack from the bottom set.

In the first few seconds, Tan Feng had already made more than a dozen punches, and Ding Xiu was worried about Gu Beimo's injury, so he didn't plan to continue fighting with him.

Ding Xiu, who was taken as an opponent, was terrible, and Ding Xiu, who became serious, was even more terrifying.

Ding Xiu raised his legs and bent his knees, pushed forward, and his knees sank into Tan Feng's abdomen, causing his face to change suddenly.

"Hmm...... Yes! Tan Feng snorted, and was pushed back a few steps by Ding Xiu, and a fishy sweet taste surged up from his throat.

He forced down the taste of blood in his mouth, and his gaze at Ding Xiu became gloomy.

"Good skill! It is impossible for a person like you to have no power behind him, is it really just a personal grudge between you and Luo Sihai? Tan Feng asked.

"Does it matter if I have any power behind me? I've already told you, I don't like to cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of it. Ding Xiu had already put on an offensive posture, ready to end this battle as soon as possible, so that he could take Gu Beimo away. When faced with Tan Feng's question, he didn't want to continue to say anything.

Tan Feng understood what he meant and nodded.

The ensuing exchange returned to punches and kicks, and the two men rushed towards each other almost simultaneously.

Tan Feng took a step forward, grabbed the momentum of his body, raised his foot and kicked towards Ding Xiu's side.

Ding Xiu didn't dodge or dodge, and at the moment he kicked, his hands unexpectedly hugged his feet. Then the whole body squatted, grabbed his feet and threw him over the shoulder.

With a "snap", Tan Feng's body fell heavily to the ground, and the shock between his head, chest and abdomen and the ground made him dizzy and in pain.

Tan Feng really wanted to lie down like this to catch his breath, but Ding Xiu didn't give him a chance.

Ding Xiu grabbed his feet, pulled his body off the ground, and then kicked him in the abdomen, kicking him out again.

After rolling in the air a few times, Tan Feng fell to the ground again, and this time he got his wish, he was finally able to lie on the ground for a short time to catch his breath.

Tan Feng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but only spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Asking for mercy?" Ding Xiu walked towards him.

"Go on!" After breathing a sigh of relief, Tan Feng struggled to stand up and squeezed these two words out of his mouth.

His answer was a little unexpected for Ding Xiu, Ding Xiu was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but glance at this opponent in his heart.

However, appreciation is appreciation, Ding Xiu has never sympathized with the enemy.

Ding Xiu walked over and pulled him up from the ground, but did not continue to shoot at him. Tan Feng was already injured, and he was seriously injured, Ding Xiu was waiting for him to strike first, which was also the last dignity that Ding Xiu gave him.

Tan Feng seemed to understand what Ding Xiu meant, grinned, and the next moment, his fist swung towards Ding Xiu.

The force on the fist was already much softer, and Ding Xiu only needed to turn his face sideways to avoid his attack.

Tan Feng's next punch hadn't come over yet, and Ding Xiu couldn't wait. He punched Tan Feng's chest and abdomen, and just as Tan Feng's body arched up like a shrimp, the fist rained down on his face.

Tan Feng couldn't remember how many punches he had received in the face, at first he could still pull out his hand to block left and right twice, but Ding Xiu's punches were fast and powerful. After a few punches, Tan Feng couldn't parry, his body staggered, and he was shaking.

Ding Xiu's last punch to knock out Tan Feng landed on his chin, and the force of the fist sent Tan Feng's entire body flying, causing him to roll his feet off the ground and backwards.

Tan Feng, who fell to the ground again, had lost the possibility of standing up, and at this moment he only had the air in, not the breath out.

Ding Xiu walked up to him and looked at him. Tan Feng's abdomen was already sunken, and his head was also covered with skin and flesh.

"Let's go." Ding Xiu said softly, and then turned around and went downstairs.

After a while, Tan Feng's body began to turn from warm to cold.