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4097 - Confession and Promise(1/2)

Han Zhengyan turned his wrist and continued to attack.
Meng Long's strength was there, he didn't dare to take it lightly.
The lion still needs all his strength to fight the rabbit.
What's more, Meng Long is not a rabbit, but more like a ferocious tiger.
"Bah!"
"bite!"
"clang!"
The dagger passed through Meng Long's vital part, but was blocked by his dagger.
The daggers collided, making the crisp sound of gold and stone hitting each other.
"Clang!"
"Bah!"
The two men's daggers collided multiple times, causing sparks to fly.
The battle was extremely fierce. You and I were going back and forth, each trying to kill the other, but they were defeated time and time again by the other.
"clang!"
After a full-force collision, the two people retreated almost simultaneously.
Meng Long took two steps back and stopped leaning against the pillar.
Han Zhengyan also took two steps back and hit the wall. The swaying wall creaked twice and fell over.
It can be said that this time the battle was evenly matched between the two.
"It seems that your strength is fighting."
Meng Long touched the tip of his nose and asked lightly.
"Both and each other, you are also very powerful!"
"But no matter how powerful you are, you must die today!"
Han Zhengyan's tone changed sharply and he kicked the gravel on the ground hard with his right foot. The gravel hit Meng Long like a cannonball.
At the same time, he quickly approached Meng Long with both feet and tried to use Meng Long to deal with the stone, but Meng Long was seriously injured.
"call out!"
"Boohoo!"
The rubble was thrown at Meng Long. Meng Long was not afraid, knowing that Han Zhengyan was full of tricks and was always on guard against him.
Sure enough, he was being clever again.
"snort!"
"It's no use to me!"
Meng Long shouted sharply, like an eagle roaring in the sky, leaping high into the sky, aiming at the flying gravel, and kicked out a whirlwind kick.
"Crack!"
Two pieces of gravel flew towards Meng Long, but he kicked them hard.
"Whoosh!"
Instead, the gravel flew towards Han Zhengyan with a huge impact and super speed.
As soon as Meng Long landed, the gravel was about to hit Han Zhengyan.
Han Zhengyan was shocked and thought that this was not the stone he kicked out, so why did it come back again?
He was not allowed to think too much, so he had to dodge first.
"Bah!"
Unexpectedly, just as he was dodging and landing, a cold light came to him with lightning speed.
"What?"
"That is?"
"call out!"
"Poof!"
Meng Long's dagger pierced Han Zhengyan's abdomen without any bias, causing his facial expression to twitch in pain.
"What?"
"how so?"
"hateful!"
Han Zhengyan bit his back molars, looked down, and found that his abdomen was dripping with blood and he couldn't stop it.
"ah!"
Han Zhengyan raised his head and roared. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a black shadow approaching rapidly and hurriedly retreated.
"clang!"
"Ugh...ah!"
Han Zhengyan fell heavily to the ground, blood pouring from his forehead.
He shook his head, opened his eyes and looked in front of him, and found that Meng Long was holding a brick in his hand.
There was blood all over the tiles.
"What?"
"Bitch!"
"I got slapped!"
"ah!"
Han Zhengyan was angry. He had never been so angry in his life.
I was actually slapped on the forehead by a brick.
When did he have an extra brick in his hand?
Damn it!
When Han Zhengyan was confused, Meng Long smiled arrogantly.
"You're fucking dead!"
"How dare you hit me with a brick!"
"I can't kill you!"
"Whoosh!"
Han Zhengyan ignored the pain in his abdomen and head and stood up suddenly, wanting to fight Meng Long to the death.
"joke!"
"What's wrong with giving you a brick?"
Meng Long shook his shoulders and said with a smile, then rushed forward, raised the bloody bricks, and slapped them down one by one.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The first brick was blocked by Han Zhengyan's arm.
Then the second tile, the third tile, and the fourth tile were photographed in succession.
Until Han Zhengyan's hands were numb with severe pain, he no longer dared to use his arms to block, but began to retreat and dodge.
But can he avoid the first day of junior high school or the fifteenth day of junior high school?
To be continued...
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