Many people rushed up, holding guys in their hands and eating the food. Not to mention the invincible magical skills, they were at least ruthless than ordinary people. But even the most ruthless person would be afraid of someone who was more ruthless than himself...

At this moment, Yang Yong's face was covered with blood, and the stick in his hand was completely soaked in blood. He was not an invincible master in the world, but his fierce and madness at this moment made the group of little brothers rushing up. The little brothers who rushed up had a flower on his head. With his terrified and painful roar, he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open. The people behind him continued to rush up. His fierce expression seemed to fight against Yang Yong with blood all over his face. But when one after another fell to the ground, these little brothers seemed to realize that the person in front of him was a madman, and the rest of the people stood there. The guys holding in his hands began to tremble, and then people began to retreat, and more and more people retreated...

"roll."

Yang Yong's voice was low, like a huge rock that fell into the bottom of the lake. The group of little brothers who sniffed the blood in the corridor suddenly turned around and ran away like a devil, as if they were afraid that they would fall to his feet with blood.

The corridor was originally shouting and killing, and even a serious waiter in the corner of the wall was running downstairs on tiptoe.

Yang Yong turned around and stood behind him Ma Hui, who had half of his body poked out of the room. Ma Hui had been walking in the world for so many years, and he must have had some kung fu in his hands. This kung fu is easy to use for ordinary people, but he doesn't know what to do with Yang Yong, who has had military experience.

He was defeated before the battle. The look of Ma Hui looking at Yang Yong trembled, followed by his legs. Those who are barefoot these days do not wear shoes. On the other hand, those who are wearing shoes are afraid of barefoot. Ma Hui looked at the scene. On weekdays, there are women, wine and money. Such days are simply free and as good as gods. He didn't want to fight the madman in front of him.

"Boy, there are faults and debts. I didn't celebrate the holiday with you before. Who instructed you to come?" Ma Hui felt a little timid in his heart, but he still spoke very hard.

Yang Yong walked over step by step, his eyes were fierce, as if a trapped beast had met his prey, and the stick in his hand was still bleeding, falling to the ground.

"md, I'm talking to you. Which bastard sent you here? How much money did he give you? Don't think I'm not afraid of you. I, Ma Hui, have never seen any storms today. I'm just lazy to fight you. I can give you double..."

Before Ma Hui could finish his words, a blood stick was pulled down, and a bloody flower sprinkled out of the air. The pungent blood exuded a cold smell. Ma Hui raised his eyebrows and pulled out a knife from his waist to block it.

Clam!

The cold blade slashed on the blood stick, and a fierce light flashed between Ma Hui's eyebrows. His knife was bought from Thailand and was made by a local craftsman. It is said to be a treasure knife that cuts iron like mud. He had tried it twice before. It is hard to say that cutting iron, but cutting an ordinary object is indeed much sharper than an ordinary knife.

really……

This time the knife did not disappoint Ma Hui. The blood stick was cut off directly, and it was effortless. Ma Hui immediately swears, with the fierce expression on his face getting stronger. The knife suddenly stabbed Yang Yong's chest, "Damn it, go to death!"

Puff...

With a light sound, Ma Hui was stunned. The knife in his hand still maintained a forward assassination posture, but the sharp tip of the knife stopped less than a centimeter from Yang Yong's chest. The sword trembled gently, but the expression on Ma Hui's face became increasingly ugly. His brows frowned, and the hideousness on his face turned into pain. He stared at Yang Yong with his eyes, "You, you..."

The wooden stick in Yang Yong's hand was cut off, revealing the bare thorn tip. The thorn tip pierced Ma Hui's shoulder, and blood flowed down the wound. Yang Yong smiled faintly, "Have you ever heard of one inch long and one inch stronger? No one hired me, I just dislike you, oh by the way, don't bother Tang Meili anymore in the future, she is my neighbor, you can come to me, but next time..."

The force in Yang Yong's hand suddenly increased. The wooden stick that pierced into Ma Hui's shoulder flesh and blood flowed out. Ma Hui screamed in pain. Yang Yong pulled out the wooden stick and then swung it down again...

Outside the White Horse Bar, Lin Kun leaned under a lamp pole opposite the bar and lit a cigarette. The street lights fell and shone on his clear face. Song Xinyi pushed open the car door and walked over in high heels. The beauty could attract attention no matter where she appeared. Song Xinyi automatically ignored the gazes around and came to Lin Kun to look at him and said, "You are really a strange person. You are the one who asked Brother Yong to go in and smash the trouble, and now you are the one who calls the police. Are you good people and bad people?"

As Song Xinyi finished speaking, a sirens sounded around him. The night-like streets in Xicheng District were always responding in time. These were all business places where people could spend time and lively. Fighting and fighting often occurred. In order to avoid more casualties, once they received a call from the police, they would arrive within ten minutes.

Lin Kun looked at the whistling police car, spit out a smoke ring in his mouth and said with a smile: "If there are good people, there will be bad people. I will take advantage of all good people and bad people, so that others will have no way out."

Song Xinyi held her shoulders with both hands, and the wind was a little cool at night. She looked at the police officers who were getting out of the police car and said with a smile: "You are helping Brother Yong get out, but you have been caught in the police station. If you go to catch people, you will definitely be discovered by someone who is interested. Everyone will know that Brother Yong is your person."

Lin Kun smiled and said, "It's a matter of time sooner or later, but I don't want us to know so early."

Song Xinyi was a little puzzled. Lin Kun had turned around and walked towards Rolls-Royce not far away. Song Xinyi wanted to ask what he meant, but that seemed to make her lack of imagination or was too curious. She didn't ask after all, but just muttered in a low voice, "Pretending to be a ghost." Then she followed.
Chapter completed!