What will happen between life and death?

Song Mingjing thought nothing about it.

Because he wouldn't die at all, at least not at this moment.

There were at least four or fifty bone-breaking nails with green light. When the storm came, Song Mingjing suddenly curled up into a ball and rolled out like a ball.

He rolled onto a fur carpet in the hall, stretched out his hand, and the leather blanket turned into a flying roll of "swoosh".

This leather blanket has been carefully processed and is extremely tough. It soars into the air. It swept through waves and cuts its strength, wrapping bone-broken nails into it, but it is difficult to penetrate.

Song Mingjing shook his hand again, and the poisonous nail wrapped in the blanket flew backwards in the direction when he came, and broke through the window and made a continuous and violent "clang clang" sound.

The leather blanket that played a big role had not fallen to the ground, hanging in the air like a curtain. Immediately after Song Ming heard the sound of his clothes breaking through the wind, and it was as fast as a tiger and wolf competing. There seemed to be one more person on the opposite side of the "curtain".

Bang!

A fist vaguely raised in the center of the "curtain", which was huge and powerful, and suddenly hit Song Ming's lens.

Song Mingjing's expression was calm and he did not dare to be careless at all, but he was not afraid to retreat and waved his fist to greet him.

Bang bang! Bang bang bang!!

The fierce confrontation between fists sounded one after another, like beating a big drum, which looked extremely clear in this deep mountain pavilion, and it can be seen that the fist contained the fierce and fierce force.

However, although the two were fighting for life, the fur carpet also raised one fist mark after another, but never fell to the ground.

After more than twenty punches in a row, neither side of the fight saw the opponent's appearance. This battle was a unique battle.

Song Mingjing shouted coldly and punched him again.

The opponent reacted very quickly, and immediately listened to the fist wind, punched and intercepted, and the two fists collided like two rockets through the leather blanket.

Song Mingjing exerted force, and at the same time he felt the opponent's energy aroused. At this moment, the leather blanket that was tragically ravaged by the two people was finally unbearable. He was hit by two shocks with a "swish" sound.

As the fragments scattered, Song Mingjing retreated quickly, jumped back in three or two steps and rushed into a narrow corridor on the left.

"Hahaha! Very few people who can fight me head-on. I did not misunderstand you. You are really interesting. What do you call me?"

A strange and strange tone sounded in the lobby, it was Hua Feihua.

Song Mingjing was hiding in the corner of the corridor and smiled and said, "My name is Song, and the Song Dynasty is Song in Tang and Song Dynasty. Both names are Ming and Mirror, but the one who takes the meaning of Mingjing is to stop water."

Hua Feihua slowly rang out: "Don't take into account the flowing water, but considering the stooping water is also a good name and a good meaning. Just like fighting with the enemy, life and death, if you can still focus on your mind and stop water with a clear mirror, you will have the first move."

Song Mingjing said: "I may not have thought so much when my father was naming him, but should I call you Hua Feihua or Hong Dalong?"

The atmosphere in the hall was silent, and then Hua Feihua calmly said: "The reason why my identity is exposed should also be related to you."

His tone was neither fast nor slow, and he seemed calm, but in fact he was angry and resentful.

The identity of a senior police officer is not only used for cover, but also a ladder for his ambitions. For this reason, he spent more than 20 years to climb to that position, but now he has put it all in vain and no one can stand it.

Song Mingjing faintly sensed a murderous aura from Hua Feihua, which was irrelevant to him. The murderous aura was indescribable and invisible, and should not be noticed.

But after Song Mingjing's spirit broke 2 points, his spiritual sense was beyond ordinary people, and some wonderful changes were vaguely produced on him.

Hua Feihua was walking in the hall, her horse boots stumbled on the floor, and she said lightly: "The owner's gold medal has also fallen into your hands?! The fight just now can only be considered a warm-up, and I didn't have enough fun. Why don't you come out? Let's play a big game again, and the winner will take away the gold medal."

Of course, there is no need to say much about the loser.

Song Mingjing smiled and said, "I won't come out because I'm afraid."

"Are you afraid of me?" Hua Feihua stopped and felt a little surprised.

Song Mingjing said leisurely: "I'm not afraid of you, I'm afraid of women. Women are tigers. Now there are two tigresses outside. Do you think I should be afraid?"

He hid in the corner of the corridor. Although he could not see the scene in the lobby, he could feel that in addition to Hua Feihua, there were also the aura of the two of them, but he had not spoken.

His previous fight with Hua Feihua seemed to be on par, and no one could do anything to each other.

In fact, Song Mingjing understood that he was half inferior. His strength and speed could be cheated by adding points, but his combat experience could not be achieved overnight.

Even though his strength and speed are higher than Hua Feihua, he can only exert 70% or 80% of his combat power. Hua Feihua has experienced many battles, and the more he fights, the more he becomes. Not only can he use his power perfectly, but he can even exert extraordinary performance.

Once the battle time is long and Hua Feihua adapts to his rhythm, he poses risks.

Of course, it would be fine if Hua Feihua was the only one. Even if he couldn't beat him, it would be not difficult for him to escape, but it would be different if his sister Situ was too much.

Especially Situ Duoqing's poison is the most fearful, and even surpasses Hua Feihua. Once Situ Duoqing's poison is contaminated with a drop of it, he will lose his skin even if he does not die.

As soon as Song Mingjing finished speaking, he could hear a charming smile that seemed to be sweet to the bottom of people's hearts: "You said I am a tiger? Why don't you come out and open your eyes and take a look. Is there a tiger as beautiful as me? Besides, even if it is a tiger, there is at most one tiger here, and there is no difference between male and female."

"Shut up your dog's mouth, no one will let you talk too much." Another cold voice shouted.

Song Mingjing smiled and said, "You must be a passionate girl. Just by listening to the sound, I know that you must be a rare beauty. I wonder if the girl has ever heard a word?"

Situ Duoqing smiled and said, "What are you talking about?"

"This is the saying, 'Since ancient times, there is no love and hatred, and this hatred will last forever'. The girl is in her prime, and it is the time when a woman needs people's love and pity the most. Hua Feihua is already in her forty years, how many years can she live? Besides, he is just a reckless man who only knows how to kill people. How can he know what kind of fun is it?"
Chapter completed!