Deng Haoran put on a posture to meet the enemy, his face was sinking like water and looking at the hurricane, but he saw the man's wife running a few steps quietly, flying on the wall on the right hand side and kicking with force, his body bounced lightly, and his right leg swept towards his face.

Although she didn't even say hello, her speed was still a little unexpected by Deng Haoran. He hurriedly lowered his head to dodge her leg that was as fast as the wind, but he didn't expect her to spin her body, and when she turned her back to the target, she suddenly kicked her left leg backwards and kicked it to Deng Haoran's chest. But as soon as she landed, the soles of her feet were like springs, and her body immediately popped forward, and at the same time, her right knee was raised high, and Deng Haoran's lower abdomen was flickered, and he had to push out his hands to stop her knees, so that the upper body part was exposed. In the blink of an eye, Deng Haoran had no choice but to stop her right knee with both hands to stop her body from continuing forward, and at the same time tried his best to retreat backwards, only to slash his fist against the tip of his nose.

Glad that he escaped, Deng Haoran was about to take a breath, but he didn't know that Fu Jing's right knee was blocked and it was just a beating, but he didn't close his leg, but quickly kicked out of his calf, hitting his face, Deng Haoran had no choice but to use the power of his back to lean his upper back, dodging her flying leg, but Fu Jing's leg kicked in the air and lifted it to a high point and immediately fell back, and then slashed his head with his heel.

As soon as they fought, Fu Jing had already fired six blows in a row, so that Deng Haoran only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

Deng Wan'er, who was watching the battle, stared at her eyes and opened her mouth wide, and the screams trembled in her throat, but she didn't have time to shout.

Even Long Xirui sweated for Deng Haoran in his heart.

In fact, although he heard that Fu Jing could fight, Deng Haoran still underestimated her from the bottom of his heart that she was just a woman, so he was too light on the enemy, so he completely unexpectedly fell behind. But after all, he is experienced in many battles and is good at improvisation.

As the saying goes, offense is the best defense, but the eagerness to win when you are in the middle of the game can often tempt you to make the mistake of attacking but not defending, while counterattacking in defeat often leads to a one-hit victory.

Thinking of this, Deng Haoran saw Mourning's feet slashing down on his forehead, and when he couldn't dodge, it was obvious that the other party was doing his best, and he knew that the opportunity could not be lost, so he quickly raised his hands and held Mourning's ankles with great precision. Fu Jing only felt that her right leg was stopped in the air by a huge force, and her left leg was holding the ground alone, and she was about to swing her fist, but she saw Deng Haoran's body retreating, and at the same time quickly lowered her center of gravity, and then knelt on one knee and pulled her right leg flat to the ground with both hands, so that Fu Jing had to lean forward and passively sit on the ground with her lower body in the posture of a horse. Because her ankle was pressed to death by Deng Haoran, she couldn't move her lower body, and if she wanted to punch the opponent again, she couldn't reach the whip, so she had to freeze on the ground, and the posture was as embarrassing as the expression on her face.

Deng Wan'er saw that his brother had taken the top, and he was pleasantly surprised, and saw that Fu Jing's vertical fork posture like a dancer was very funny, so his face was like a flower, and his pride was overflowing.

Long Xirui thought to herself that fortunately, the foundation of mourning martial arts was solid, and the soft opening of the body was good, if it was an ordinary woman, a sudden leg splitting action would inevitably lead to lacerations.

At this time, the electronic voice of the night pupil came from the earphones: "Ciri, Bad-news!" According to satellite observations, the underground path of Fengyue Palace is really intricate, and it can indeed be called the word 'labyrinth'. ”

"Dayan's mobile phone is in my hand, maybe I can provide you with some internal information."

“Great！ Touch-it-quickly! ”

Long Xirui pulled a tiny part from his mobile phone and plugged it into Dayan's mobile phone, but his eyes were still looking at Deng Haoran with concern.

Seeing that Fu Jing had been completely restrained by Deng Haoran, Hurricane whispered to Tan Kun: "Don't let her make a fool of herself again." ”

The short, black-faced Tan Kun roared, and a thunderbolt immediately sounded in the empty underground corridor. Deng Haoran let go of his quiet ankle very gentlemanly, got up and fought with Tan Kun, the two of them came and went, and they had already made more than a dozen moves in a moment.

Tan Kun is short in stature, but his fists and feet belong to the fierce road, although he is not quiet and light, but he is as fast as ever.

Deng Wan'er saw a black shadow quickly circling around Deng Haoran, and she said intently: "This person's movements are so fast!" ”

"He's nicknamed 'Black Whirlwind.'" Long Xirui said.

"Isn't that Li Kui in "Water Margin"? The appearance is quite different from him! ”

"Some people call him 'Pocket Kui'."

Fighting with Fu Jing, Deng Haoran has always been at a disadvantage, but he only counterattacked once and reversed the defeat, and now he is fighting with Tan Kun, although he does not fall behind, he can't take advantage of it, and this Tan Kun seems to have inexhaustible physical strength, and after dozens of rounds, he is still calm. And the hard work of the past few days has already made Deng Haoran physically and mentally exhausted, and he knows that if this stalemate continues, it will not do him any good.

In a blink of an eye, Tan Kun hit Deng Haoran with a straight punch with his right hand, Deng Haoran waved his left arm away, and Tan Kun immediately kicked out. Under normal circumstances, Deng Haoran would choose to dodge or retreat, but it was not appropriate to fight for a long time at this moment, he did not dodge, and did not retreat, but swung his right fist and rushed straight to Tan Kun's chest.

It's common sense that arms can't be thighs. But if you compare the length of Deng Haoran's arms with Tan Kun's thighs, the result may be indistinguishable.

When Tan Kun realized Deng Haoran's intentions, the leg he kicked out was already covered with water, but he was relieved in a blink of an eye, even if you Deng Haoran is a few heads taller than me, your long arms can catch up with my short legs, but in terms of strength, after all, the arms can't twist the thighs, if you have to lose both, you will suffer more in the end.

So between fists and feet, both of them seemed to be ready to be "injured" with the enemy. Seeing that the soles of Tan Kun's feet were about to kick on Deng Haoran's chest, Deng Haoran's fist was about to hit Tan Kun's forehead, and suddenly, Deng Haoran's right hand with a fist poked out four fingers, turning his fist into a hand knife, instantly increasing the length of his arm, and as a result, his middle finger was the first to touch Tan Kun's forehead.

In the middle of Tan Kun's head, a ball of flesh was born, the size of a red date, and the color was as dark as his face, which looked peculiar, but it had always been his weakness. Although he was only poked once, Tan Kun suddenly felt dizzy, and the right leg he kicked out was also completely lost, and he softened before he could touch Deng Haoran, and then his whole body fell backwards a few steps, but fortunately, Fu Jing stepped forward in time and held him before he fell.

Seeing that Tan Kun was defeated, Hurricane slowly came to Deng Haoran, took off his coat to reveal the strong muscles of his upper body, and then stared at him without saying a word, his whole face was expressionless, just like a mask, but it was a mask that people couldn't bear to look at, because there were many scars embedded in it, and every glance gave people a sense of vicissitudes of life.

Unlike Fu Jing and Tan Kun, who launched a fierce attack as soon as they came up, Hurricane stood in place, stretched out his right hand and hooked his finger at Deng Haoran.

Deng Haoran won two games in a row, rose to High, and thought: With an ugly face and a few muscles, you gangsters want to pretend to be cool in front of the police, let me try how many catties you have.

So he threw his fist at the left side of Hurricane's face, and to his surprise, Hurricane didn't have any intention of dodging, and took his heavy punch with his face without moving, and the mask-like face was knocked to one side.

Deng Haoran felt as if his fist had hit a stone, and he was shocked to the point that his mouth was numb, and every finger was in severe pain.

Tan Kun twisted his neck and turned his face, still with an expressionless expression on his face.

For those who are good at fighting, the more painful it is, the more it will stimulate their desire to attack. Deng Haoran casually kicked his left leg with all his might, and the wind swept on Hurricane's right face, while feeling the pain in the instep, he saw that Hurricane just shook his head, and there was still no change on his face.

Deng Haoran took two steps back and said a little angrily: "What's the matter!" Hurricane, is it cool to pretend to be cool in front of me by not fighting back? ”

At this time, Hurricane finally spoke: "I asked you to hit me because I want to know how hard your fists and feet are!" ”

Deng Haoran smiled far-fetched and said, "Then you have a plan in your heart now!" ”

Hurricane nodded and said, "Captain Deng, you seem to be a little tired." ”

Deng Haoran listened to this, and said angrily: "Then what are you waiting for?" ”

"I don't do anything to take advantage of people's danger, and I won't dare to beat you until you're well."

"You don't mean to wait for me to come home and get some sleep! To be honest, I'm a little sleepy right now. Seeing the arrogant look of the other party, Deng Haoran will make a plan.

"You and the young lady can go." Hurricane pointed at Deng Wan'er and said to Deng Haoran, then looked at Long Xirui, and said, "I have heard the name of Detective Miaohua for a long time, Miss Long, I want to learn your tricks today." ”

Without waiting for Long Xirui to answer, Deng Haoran preemptively said: "If you want to fight her, then you have to defeat me first." ”

As soon as he spoke, the fist of Hurricane Sandbag had already attacked left and right, Deng Haoran retreated and hidden, and returned a leg in his free time, but was blocked by Hurricane's arm.

Deng Haoran endured the pain of his leg bones, and said in his heart: This freak is not a steel and iron bone, his hard-hitting style of play is actually an attack in defense, and a defense instead of an attack. Even if it hit him, it hurt him.

In the blink of an eye, Deng Haoran had no choice but to fight Hurricane three times and count his legs, but he felt that his limbs were in pain into the bone marrow, and he even suspected that he had a hard injury such as a bone crack.

At this moment, a graceful figure flew into the middle of the two, Deng Haoran only felt that his shoulder was gently pushed, and he inexplicably withdrew from the fierce battle with Hurricane. But seeing that Long Xirui's figure was erratic, he made a few moves against Hurricane in an instant, and her joining seemed to be in line with Hurricane's intentions, so he stepped back and moved the battle circle to an open place.

Deng Haoran didn't care about his limbs that were still aching, and stared at Long Xirui intently, only to see that Hurricane was still only defending and not attacking, and only blocked Long Xirui's fists and feet with his fists and feet.

"Beware, this guy is a tough guy!" Deng Haoran reminded Long Xirui loudly, and at the same time, his heart was about to hit his ribs.