Invulnerable, it turns out that your kung fu is so powerful. ”

The corners of Ke Wan's mouth were bleeding, and his face was filled with disbelief in horror.

Yang Zhuluan bent down, pinched Ke Wanchang's neck, and lifted him up.

Then he clenched his right hand into a fist and smashed a heavy fist into Ke Wanchang's chest.

A series of blood beads splattered in the air.

Kowan's back slammed against the wall.

Then there was a thud and he fell face down to the ground.

Yang Zhuluan stood still, slowly squatted down, looked at Ke Wanchang and said in a cold tone:

"Otherwise, how could your president invite me to come to the city wall fifteen years ago to help you solve Duan Tongtian and Chaomeng Mountain?"

The blood at the corner of Ke Wan's mouth couldn't stop overflowing, and his eyes began to gradually dissipate.

"Ling, how can a person like you be at ease selling bowl cakes in the city for so many years?"

"Then I'll tell you, and let you die to understand."

After a pause, Yang Zhuluan continued:

"You will see that you are not in the weather, and when you die, you will call me to help support you.

But it's insulting for me to do things with you shit, and I can't look past it, so I'll sell bowl cakes.

It just so happened that the idiot of Fu Shoujin wanted to find me to transport the goods, so I agreed to him logically.

While the three of you were killing each other, my smuggling channels were already all over Hong Kong, and now it's time for me to take over the hub of the Walled City. ”

Yang Zhuluan didn't expect Ke Wanchang to answer, stood up, and said to himself.

"Compared with Feng Chunmei and Fu Shoujin, you have more brains. It's a pity, the three of you have a cover door, Fu Shoujin is the big smoke, and Feng Chunmei is his younger brother.

And your cover door is your daughter! You could have blown them up all at once, but you gave up at the last minute because of your daughter. It's so touching! ”

Yang Zhuluan sighed, and the conversation changed:

"But it's a pity that you made such a big sacrifice, and the biggest joke is that Cordelia is not your biological daughter."

Cowan's long gasp sounded like a bellows being pulled.

"I, I don't know, what are you talking about."

"I said it so clearly, you don't understand?"

Yang Zhuluan laughed: "Then I'll tell you kindly, in fact, I have a leg with your wife."

“.”

Yang Zhuluan's eyes looked at Ke Wanchang, and the smile on his face was even worse.

"I don't believe it, look at her eyebrows and facial features, does she look like you or me?"

"No, it's impossible, Cordelia is my daughter"

"I knew you would say that, so I'll remind you again."

Yang Zhuluan squatted down, approached Ke Wanchang, and whispered:

"Does your wife have a triangular birthmark on her inner left thigh?"

Ke Wanchang's eyes widened suddenly, and he muttered, "No."

Yang Zhuluan's tone teased: "Do you think I'm a good person?" Before I die, I will tell you the truth. ”

"You"

Ke Wanchang raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at Yang Zhuluan and was speechless.

"Isn't it strange why I put my daughter next to you?"

Yang Zhuluan glanced at him and said in an indifferent tone:

"Because I hate having a cover door the most, my daughter is your cover door next to you, and my cover door is my cover door next to me.

Only ruthlessness can be invincible! ”

Suddenly, Yang Zhuluan's right hand smashed down, smashing on Ke Wanchang's Heavenly Spirit Gai with a bang.

Ke Wan's eyes were wide open, and he looked up at the sky.

It was pitch black, a rich night that could not be dissolved.

"I'm not mistaken, you don't blink to death!"

Yang Zhuluan said indifferently and stood up.

Just as he was about to take the people away, there was a shout in the distance.

"Daddy, Daddy"

Yang Zhuluan paused, frowned slightly, thought for a while, and stopped.

"Daddy."

Cordley shouted, from far and near.

Soon, panicked footsteps came from the alleyway.

"Daddy, is that you?"

Cordelia looked at the vague figure in the alley and slowly approached.

Suddenly, she seemed to have tripped under her feet, stumbled, and fell to the ground.

In front of her was a man with a bleeding neck.

"Ah~"

Seeing Aaron close at hand, Cordelia, who was stained with blood, screamed in surprise.

And, in another alley not far away, Long Chenghu, who was holding his chest, heard the screams that vaguely came into his ears, his face changed, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"Aaron?"

Cordelia recognized the man in front of her as the manager of the gambling house who often followed her father.

Her eyes scrambled around.

Suddenly, Cordelity stared at familiar faces not far away.

"Daddy."

Cordelia got up, ignoring the blood stains on her body, and stumbled over.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you, don't scare me, Daddy"

The girl lay on Ke Wanchang's body, crying so much that pear blossoms brought rain.

"It's really a father-daughter relationship, touching and heartfelt!"

Yang Zhuluan walked over with a smile on his face.

He waved his hand and stepped aside with the two killers behind him.

"You killed my daddy?"

Cordelia raised her head suddenly, staring at Yang Zhuluan with a pair of hateful eyes.

But Yang Zhuluan's face was very calm.

"Didn't you see that?"

"I'm going to kill you and avenge my daddy."

Cordelity's tone trembled, and she rushed towards Yang Zhuluan.

A hand was outstretched, and the iron tongs grabbed Cordley's wrist.

"Avenge your daddy? Just him, Ke Wanchang? ”

Yang Zhuluan sneered.

said word by word: "You have to figure it out, I am your own father." ”

"Impossible."

Cordelity stretched out her other hand and smashed it into Yang Zhuluan's body.

Yang Zhuluan turned a blind eye and said unhurriedly:

"Your mother's name is Shen Zimei, and she is from Shanghai like me.

Ke Wanchang snubbed your mother back then, and your mother has had you since I been good for a while.

What flows in your body is the blood of my Yang Zhuluan, do you still want to take revenge? Good daughter! ”

Hearing this, Cordelia was stunned for a moment, and immediately yelled at Yang Zhuluan like a collapse.

"Impossible, impossible. Ke Wanchang is my daddy! I'll kill you! ”

She opened her mouth and bit Yang Zhuluan's wrist!

Yang Zhuluan raised his hand without hesitation, and Cordelia flew out directly, with a bang, his back hit the wall, and the white ash on the wall swished down.

Cordelia curled up in pain, her eyes fixed on Yang Zhuluan.

"It is worthy of my daughter Yang Zhuluan, her eyes are fierce enough. It's a pity, though."

Yang Zhuluan actually laughed at this time.

He walked slowly towards Cordley, his right hand outstretched, clawed towards Cordelia's throat.

"Miss!"

A figure rushed towards him at great speed.

Yang Zhuluan raised his head, his face expressionless.

Long Chenghu sprinted, kicked the ground, and hit Yang Zhuluan's chest with a flying knee.

A large hole was cracked in the wall, and most of Yang Zhuluan's body was buried in it.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Long Chenghu hugged Cordelia, retreated, and looked at Yang Zhuluan with a wary expression, as well as the two people who stood on the side and did not move at all.

Cordelia sobbed and said:

"Kitten, they killed my daddy."

"Mr. Ke?"

Long Chenghu was taken aback, and then he set his eyes on Ke Wanchang, who was staring wide-eyed.

"Affectionate and righteous, not bad."

Yang Zhuluan exclaimed.

The body strained, and the wall collapsed in half in an instant.

Yang Zhuluan slapped the dust on his body, made the sound of gold and iron clashing, and walked towards Long Chenghu step by step.

Long Chenghu put down Cordelia and asked her to sit by the wall.

Raised his eyes and stared at Yang Zhuluan.

"It's you."

At this time, he saw that the person in front of him was Yang Zhuluan, who was smashed by Ke Wanchang last time.

"It turns out that you are a master, who are you?"

"I don't need to tell you unless you beat me." Yang Zhuluan's tone was cold.

Long Chenghu glanced at Cordley, and his eyes became determined.

As soon as he took off the gray jacket on his body, he didn't care about his right arm, which was still oozing blood, and kicked up on the ground, jumping to his knees!

Yang Zhuluan didn't make any defense, put his hands behind his back, and didn't care, letting Long Chenghu hit his chin with a flying knee!

With a thud, he fell backwards and slammed to the ground.

With both hands slapped the ground, with the help of this recoil momentum, Yang Zhuluan straightened up.

Long Chenghu's face was serious.

"Iron Shirt!"

Yang Zhuluan chuckled: "Know the goods!" ”

"I don't believe you're really invulnerable!"

Long Chenghu kicked forward.

He'd heard him talk about it before.

Iron cloth shirts are hard qigong, and they all have cover doors, mostly in the lower yin, throat, heavenly spirit cover, and around the eyes.

His knees were raised slightly, and he kicked Yang Zhuluan's crotch.

The expression on Yang Zhuluan's face remained unchanged.

"Don't waste your efforts, you won't be able to break through my defenses.

You are really talented with Ke Wanchang, are you interested in doing things with me? ”

Long Chenghu didn't make a sound, his elbow went up, and the tip of his elbow poked at Yang Zhuluan's throat.

The figure moved, and went around Yang Zhuluan's back, and his right leg swept on Yang Zhuluan's leg socket like a steel whip.

Yang Zhuluan's lower body was weak and he knelt on one knee on the ground.

Long Chenghu jumped up and slammed his elbow on the top of Yang Zhuluan's head.

"How's it going? If you do things for me, Cordelia I don't kill. ”

Yang Zhuluan's tone was so cold that it was chilling.

It's as if Cordelia is a stranger who has nothing to do with him.

Long Chenghu was silent and didn't speak, and smashed his elbow into Yang Zhuluan's temple again!

"Don't say yes? Then you go and die. ”

Yang Zhuluan also lost his patience, and after taking Long Chenghu's elbow hard, he smashed Long Chenghu on the chest with a backhand.

Long Chenghu's feet were off the ground by this punch and flew out upside down.

"Kitten, kitten, are you alright?"

Cordelia struggled to her feet, stumbling to her feet.

"Let's go!"

Long Chenghu pushed Cordelia away, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and staggered to his feet.

"No!"

Cordelia plucked up her courage and stood in front of Long Chenghu.

"Miss."

Cordelia stared at Yang Zhuluan.

"Huh"

Yang Zhuluan sighed, unmoved, and approached the two.

At this moment, a clear voice came.

"It's wonderful! It is said that heroes have no tears, and heroes are ruthless!

I know that the hero has no tears, but this hero is ruthless, I don't know how ruthless it is? But today, I finally got to see it. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Da-da-da

Footsteps come from far and near.

Li An walked over with Li Jianjun.

Seeing this, Yang Zhuluan's face quickly darkened.

Li An walked up to Long Chenghu and said to him:

"You owe me my life, is there a problem?"

"He practiced iron cloth shirts, you may not have beaten them." Long Chenghu said.

"If I didn't even know this, I wouldn't have boasted about Haikou."

"That's fine."

Long Chenghu didn't think much about it, so he nodded in agreement.

A smile appeared on Ang Lee's face.

Only then did he turn his gaze and look at Yang Zhuluan with an indifferent face.

"Tiger poison does not eat children! Cordelia is your own daughter, can you do it? ”

Biological daughter

When Long Chenghu heard this, he was a little incredulous.

Yang Zhuluan didn't answer, and his gloomy face instantly returned to calm.

"I didn't go looking for you, you came first."

Ang Lee squinted.

"So confident? Not worried about me breaking your iron cloth shirt again? ”

This sentence seemed to poke Yang Zhuluan's sore spot, he took a sip and sneered at Li An.

"I was caught off guard in Guangming Street, and I will be broken by you, and now that you are prepared, do you think you can easily get it?"

Li An didn't care much about Yang Zhuluan's words, but said with a smile:

"Why don't you try?"

"Okay!"

Yang Zhuluan stepped back, and the two killers standing on the side, holding daggers in both hands, rushed towards Li An.

"Play with knives, and I will too."

Stretching out his hand to stop Li Jianjun, Li An greeted him unhurriedly.

The bright blades mirrored into the pupils of the two killers.

Slender and bony fingers grasped a razor, and swept it across the neck of the person in front of him.

A stream of bloody arrows shot out, staining the skin of the wall next to it red.

The two daggers were closely connected one after the other, and they were inserted diagonally into Ang Lee's waist.

Ang Lee stepped to the right, flipped his wrist, and staggered past the killer.

The man turned around and prepared to pursue, but he didn't want to twist his body, and a blood mark gradually appeared in his throat, and a stream of blood suddenly shot out!

He looked at Li An's back in a bit of confusion, plopped, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Long Chenghu's eyes were quick and covered Cordelia's eyes.

Li An approached step by step, shook the razor, blood dripping down the blade, and in a blink of an eye, the blade was as white as snow.

"Good knives!"

Yang Zhuluan exclaimed and took out two daggers from his waist.

"Hey, what you said about dealing with me is not to rely on your own invulnerability and fight with me, right?"

Ang Lee exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Yang Zhuluan nodded.

"I do have the idea."

The dagger fighting of the members of the killer organization was taught by him, and his knife skills were naturally not bad.

In his opinion, he was wearing an iron cloth shirt, invulnerable, and fighting with soldiers, and he had no reason to lose.

"You're really loud."

Li An laughed, and instead put away the razor in his hand.

With the sound of words, he kicked forward on the ground.

"Well, I might be going to disappoint you, though."

"Really?"

Yang Zhuluan was noncommittal.

With his knees bent slightly, he rushed at Ang Lee with a vertical leap, and stabbed his dagger into Ang Lee's chest.

Seeing that Li An was about to reach out to take his wrist, Yang Zhuluan showed a sneer on his face.

The right hand flipped, and the blade slashed towards Ang Lee's wrist, and the dagger in his left hand continued to castrate, still stabbing Ang Lee's chest.

As for Ang Lee, it was as if he couldn't see the dagger.

With his left hand, he avoided the blade, grabbed Yang Zhuluan's right arm, and grabbed Yang Zhuluan's waist with the five fingers of his right hand like an iron hook.

"Look for death!"

Yang Zhuluan snorted coldly, and his hand was three points faster.

"A'an!"

Li Jianjun's pupils shrank, and he reached out to touch the short dog on his waist.

"It's okay, Uncle Jun."

Li Antou didn't say a word back.

Like an iron hook with the five fingers of his right hand, he grabbed Yang Zhuluan's waist.

At the same time, Yang Zhuluan's dagger was also stabbed in Li An's chest.

"Clank!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

Yang Zhuluan's eyes widened suddenly, and the smile on his face froze.

Before he could react, the whole person had already risen from the ground, and under his head and feet, he was slammed to the ground by Li An with a violent over-the-shoulder throw.

Li Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief, and the muzzle of the gun drooped.

Yang Zhuluan rolled over and looked at Li An in disbelief.

"How do you know how to do it?"

"Guess?"

Li An seemed to have a smile on his face, and he approached closely.

Yang Zhuluan's hands that did not believe in evil were raised, and he stabbed Li An in the neck with a knife and Li An in the temple with a knife!

Li An did not dodge or dodge, and his hands were like steel whips to hoop Yang Zhuluan's waist.

Maybe it was because Yang Zhuluan's strength was too strong this time, and he only heard the sound of 'clanging' twice, and the tip of the broken knife flew out with a whirl, piercing into the wall on the side.

Li An hugged Yang Zhuluan like nothing else, and then hugged Yang Zhuluan, who had his feet off the ground, to the ground.

I only heard a muffled sound, and clear cracks appeared on the cement-paved roadway.

Don't give Yang Zhuluan the slightest respite.

Li An bent down, grabbed the back of Yang Zhuluan's neck like an iron tong with his left hand, hugged Yang Zhuluan's thigh with his right hand, lifted him above his head, and slammed it down.

At the same time, his knees were raised, and he fiercely pressed against the back of Yang Zhuluan, who fell suddenly.

"Click!"

With the sound of clear bones, Yang Zhuluan finally snorted, and his body rolled to the ground.

Ang Lee stepped forward.

Yang Zhuluan saw Li An approaching again, gritted his teeth, and without the slightest hesitation, he rolled on the spot two times in a row, and after widening the distance between the two, he got up and was about to escape.

"I want to run."

Li An stood still, sneered, and suddenly took out an M1911 pistol from his arms.

"Click!"

Accompanied by the sound of bullets being loaded.

Ang Lee raised his gun, raised, and aimed, all in one go!

And Yang Zhuluan, who had just turned over, was shocked when he saw this.

He had just run two steps

"Bang!"

Sudden explosion of gunfire!

(End of chapter)