Seeing Mo Chonglin suddenly appear, Lu Yunying's heart trembled, and she secretly exclaimed that something was wrong. Just now, he had used the lion's roar skill continuously and exhausted his energy. He had reached the point where he was running out of gas and was definitely no match for Mo Chonglin. What's more,

Mo Chonglin also brought a dozen of his subordinates.

But Brother Hong showed a look of surprise. That look was like a beggar who was about to starve to death and suddenly saw a sumptuous meal.

He shouted loudly: "Brother, you came just in time, kill this bastard Lu Yunying!"

Lu Yunying quickly pulled Brother Hong back a few steps, leaning against the wall, pointing the machine gun at Brother Hong's head, and shouted: "I know you are sworn brothers! It's enough to be buried with you!"

"Lu Yunying, don't you claim to be an upright gentleman? Why do you do this kind of thing like taking hostages?" Mo Chonglin took out a gold nunchaku, shook it vigorously a few times, and then approached Lu Yunying step by step, indifferently

Said: "Kill him! I want to see if you have the courage!"

Bang!

Lu Yunying immediately shot Brother Hong in the thigh, shocking Brother Hong's men.

"Ah..." Brother Hong screamed loudly, his face turned pale, and he was sweating. Blood was flowing down his thighs, staining his trousers red.

"Don't think I dare not kill him!" Lu Yunying stared at Mo Chonglin, who had stopped, and pointed the gun directly at Brother Hong's head, murderous intention flashed.

Mo Chonglin thought for a moment, then suddenly sneered and said, "You can kill whoever you want, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Okay, I do as you wish!" Lu Yunying shouted coldly, and moved his right hand as if he was about to shoot.

"Don't, don't, don't be impulsive!" Brother Hong trembled all over and his voice was trembling: "If you kill me, not only will you die, but your cousin will die too! By then, your uncle and mother will have gray hair.

People give gifts to black-haired people, do you think they can bear this kind of pain?"

After Lu Yunying heard these words, he frowned and thought of his family. If both brothers died here, how would his mother and uncle live in the future?

While he was distracted, Mo Chonglin winked at Brother Hong.

Brother Hong immediately raised his elbow and bumped into Lu Yunying's wrist, causing the muzzle of the gun to leave his head.

At the same time, Mo Chonglin rushed over, the nunchaku in his hand danced like a dragon, and hit Lu Yunying's head hard.

This series of changes all happened in the blink of an eye.

Lu Yunying quickly raised the machine gun, trying to block the nunchucks.

However, the machine gun only held the heavy gold chain in the middle of the nunchaku. The golden rod at the back, like a dragon lowering its head, hit him hard on the back.

With a snap, Lu Yunying stumbled forward and almost fell down. Brother Hong, who was held hostage by him just now, had already moved aside.

"Let's forget all the old grudges and old grudges today!" Mo Chong came closer, kicked the machine gun out of Lu Yunying's hand, and then hit Lu Yunying's head with his nunchaku, making a whirring sound.

Lu Yunying had exhausted his energy and his combat power had declined. He could not be Mo Chonglin's opponent, so he did not dare to resist and could only dodge.

I saw him take a step to the right, barely avoiding the nunchucks that hit him.

With a bang, the nunchucks hit the wall, and the tiles on the wall shattered, with pieces flying everywhere.

"You will definitely die today!" Mo Chonglin shouted coldly, his murderous intent revealed, and he once again swept the nunchaku at Lu Yunying's head, very fast and with a whirring sound.

Lu Yunying took a step back and threw his head back. The nunchucks crossed his face, creating a gust of wind.

Mo Chonglin quickly kicked out Lu Yunying's crotch, which was extremely vicious.

Lu Yunying quickly kicked out and collided with Mo Chonglin's feet. However, Mo Chonglin's force was too strong, like a bull, and he was knocked to the ground.

Mo Chonglin jumped up with both feet, holding the nunchaku in his right hand, and hit Lu Yunying's body with a condescending gesture.

Lu Yunying rolled on the ground and stepped aside.

Boom!

The nunchucks hit the ground, shattering the hard floor into pieces and sending floor tiles like sand flying everywhere.

Fortunately, this blow did not hit Lu Yunying, otherwise, he would have been crippled even if he did not die.

"Quickly, kill Lu Yunying!" Brother Hong covered the gunshot wound in his thigh and shouted loudly to his men.

More than a dozen people were ready to move, but Mo Chonglin was fighting with Lu Yunying, and they were going back and forth. They were worried about accidentally injuring Mo Chonglin, so they didn't dare to shoot. They could only move with Lu Yunying and Mo Chonglin, waiting for the opportunity to come.

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At this time, Mo Chonglin fought more and more fiercely, and his attacks became more and more vicious. Lu Yunying felt more and more tired, her whole body was covered with sweat, and she was at a disadvantage.

If this situation continues, it won't be long before he will be defeated miserably at the hands of Mo Chonglin.

"Huh! I've been waiting for this day for a long time! Just die!" Mo Chonglin's sneer echoed in the room.

He held a gold nunchuck and swept it towards Lu Yunying's front door.

Lu Yunying picked up a wooden chair next to her and blocked it in front of her.

With a bang, the wooden chair was smashed by the nunchucks and scattered on the ground.

Lu Yunying summoned up her remaining strength and kicked Mo Chonglin in the chest.

"You're trying to block the car with your mantis, you're overestimating your own capabilities!" Mo Chonglin sneered disdainfully and pushed him out with one palm. He also saw Lu Yunying's condition and knew that Lu Yunying was at the end of his strength, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

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With a snap, Lu Yunying was knocked back again, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But Mo Chonglin was still standing on the same spot, as steady as Mount Tai, still full of energy and arrogant!

Then, Mo Chonglin rushed forward with a lunge, holding the nunchaku in his right hand and sweeping it towards Lu Yunying's head. His left hand was like a claw, reaching for Lu Yunying's crotch. He attacked from up and down with deadly moves.

Lu Yunying quickly bent forward to avoid the nunchucks. Then he crossed his hands to block Mo Chonglin's claws.

Little did he know, Mo Chonglin suddenly hit him with his knee, hitting Lu Yunying's chest like a mountain.

With a bang, Lu Yunying was knocked away and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't take action, I will kill him myself today!" Mo Chonglin glanced at Brother Hong's men, and then turned his gaze to Lu Yunying, his eyes full of fierceness and cruelty: "Even if a god comes down to earth, he will still be dead."

Can't save you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he approached Lu Yunying step by step, waving the nunchucks in his hands as if performing acrobatics.

Just at this moment, a loud shout came from outside: "Mo Chonglin, you old dog! I'm here to take your life!"

Before the words left his mouth, he saw outside the door, several of Mo Chonglin's men suddenly flew out like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, smashing the door and several chairs.

Then, a person rushed in quickly, with a strong murderous intent, which suddenly made the atmosphere in the room much heavier.

This person is none other than the successor of Mizong Quan, Liu Huaguo!

"Liu Huaguo, it turns out you are not dead yet!" Mo Chonglin was stunned for a moment, then showed murderous intent and shouted: "Since you are not dead yet, let me personally take you to see the King of Hell!"

After saying that, Mo Chonglin abandoned Lu Yunying, turned around and rushed towards Liu Huaguo, waving the nunchucks in his hands repeatedly, making a continuous sound.

"You old dog is not worthy of using nunchucks!" As Liu Huaguo spoke, the figure flashed, leaving an afterimage on the spot. He was next to Mo Chonglin in an instant and kicked him on the wrist.

The stick swung in the air a few times.

Then, Liu Huaguo dodged again and came to Mo Chonglin's left. He grabbed the gold nunchaku with one hand, pinched his wrist with the other, and twisted it hard.

Mo Chonglin kicked off his feet and rose up from the ground. Following Liu Huaguo's strength, nothing happened.

The two men started fighting in the middle of the room. Their movements were very fast, which dazzled Brother Hong and his men. Brother Hong had already snatched a machine gun from one of his men and wanted to kill Lu Yunying and Liu Huaguo.

However, because Liu Huaguo and Mo Chonglin moved too fast, he could not point his gun at Liu Huaguo, and was even more worried about accidentally injuring Mo Chonglin.

And because there were two people fighting in the middle of the room, which blocked Brother Hong's view, it would be even more difficult to beat Lu Yunying to death on the other side.

Therefore, Brother Hong and his men could only watch and wait for the opportunity to come.

In the middle of the room, Liu Huaguo and Mo Chonglin were fighting each other more and more fiercely, using all kinds of strange moves, and they were inseparable.

Lu Yunying quickly hid behind a stool to prevent anyone from sneaking up on him. After all, Brother Hong and his men had picked up machine guns.

Lu Yunying frowned when he saw the battle between Liu Huaguo and Mo Chonglin. The strength of the two of them was beyond his expectation. Especially Liu Huaguo's figure was like lightning, and even he couldn't see Liu Huaguo's movements clearly.

Even if he was in his prime, he was not 100% sure of defeating Liu Huaguo! Because Liu Huaguo's movements were too fast and he was floating around like a ghost.

Fortunately, the two are already brothers, not enemies!

With a snap, the nunchaku in Mo Chonglin's hand hit Liu Huaguo hard on the shoulder. However, Liu Huaguo seemed not to know the pain and did not even frown.

He turned his paw, grabbed Mo Chonglin's arm, pulled it back vigorously, and turned again, his elbow was like a hammer, hitting Mo Chonglin's chest hard.

These actions were completed in an instant, and no one could see them clearly.

Bang!

Mo Chonglin took two steps back, groaned, and turned pale.

Liu Huaguo took advantage of the victory and pursued Mo Chonglin like a gust of wind. He grabbed the nunchuck with one hand and struck Mo Chonglin on the shoulder with the other.

Another snap!

Mo Chonglin only felt his right hand go numb, and the nunchaku in his hand was snatched away by Liu Huaguo. Then he took three steps back, and his face became even paler.

"People who use nunchucks need great courage and courage. You old dog is not worthy of using nunchakus at all!" Liu Huaguo's voice was full of murderous intent, like the ice and snow in the cold winter, making everyone's hearts tighten.

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While speaking, he floated to Mo Chonglin's side again, grabbed the nunchucks and waved them continuously, quite similar to Chen Zhen's style in "Fist of Fury" played by Donnie Yen.
Chapter completed!