4097 - Confession and Promise(1/2)
Han Zhengyan turned his hand and continued to attack.
Meng Long's strength was there, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.
A lion still needs all his strength to fight a rabbit.
What's more, Menglong is not a rabbit, but more like a ferocious tiger.
"Well!"
"bite!"
"clang!"
The dagger struck Meng Long's vital point and was blocked by his dagger.
The daggers collided, making a crisp sound of metal and stone collision.
"Dang Dang!"
"Well!"
The two of them collided with daggers many times, and sparks flew everywhere.
The battle was extremely fierce. When we went back and forth, we wanted to kill the other party, but we were all resolved by the other party again and again.
"clang!"
After a full-strength collision, the two of them retreated almost at the same time.
Meng Long took two steps back and stopped leaning against the pillar.
Han Zhengyan also took two steps back and hit the wall. The shaking wall creaked twice and fell down.
It can be said that in this battle, the two of them were evenly matched.
"It seems that your strength is fighting."
Meng Long touched the tip of his nose and asked lightly.
"You are amazing, too!"
"But no matter how powerful you are, you must die today!"
Han Zhengyan's tone turned sharply, and his right foot kicked heavily on the gravel on the ground, and the gravel hit Meng Long like a cannonball.
At the same time, he kicked his feet and quickly approached Meng Long. When he wanted to use Meng Long to deal with the stone, he seriously injured Meng Long.
"call out!"
"!"
The gravel hit Meng Long, and Meng Long was not afraid at all. He knew that Han Zhengyan was full of tricks and was always on guard against him.
Sure enough, he became clever again.
"snort!"
"It's useless to me!"
Meng Long shouted violently, like an eagle roaring in the sky, his body jumped high, and he saw the flying gravel and kicked out a whirlwind leg.
"Pap!"
Two pieces of gravel that flew towards Meng Long were kicked over by him.
"!"
The gravel flew towards Han Zhengyan with a huge impact and super fast speed.
As soon as Meng Long landed on the ground, the gravel was almost hit by Han Zhengyan.
Han Zhengyan was shocked and thought to himself that this was not the stone he kicked out, so why did he fly back?
He had no choice but to dodge first.
"Well!"
Unexpectedly, just as he was dodging from the ground, a cold light came to him with lightning speed.
"What?"
"That's it?"
"call out!"
"Puff!"
Meng Long's dagger pierced into Han Zhengyan's abdomen without any bias, and his facial expression twitched in pain.
"What?"
"how so?"
"hateful!"
Han Zhengyan bit his back teeth and looked down, and found that his abdomen was bleeding and he couldn't stop it.
"ah!"
Han Zhengyan looked up and roared. Yu Guang noticed the black shadow approaching quickly and hurriedly retreated.
"clang!"
"Woo ... ah!"
Han Zhengyan fell heavily to the ground, and blood flowed down 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.
The bricks were covered with blood.
"What?"
"Dog boobs!"
"I was photographed with a brick!"
"ah!"
Han Zhengyan was angry and had never been so angry in his life.
I was actually slapped by the bricks.
When did he have a brick in his hand?
Damn!
When Han Zhengyan was confused, Meng Long smiled.
"You're fucking dead!"
"You dare to slap me with a brick!"
"I can't kill you!"
"!"
Han Zhengyan didn't care about the pain in his abdomen and head, and suddenly stood up, trying 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 up again, raised the bloody bricks, and slapped the bricks down.
"Well!"
"Well!"
"!"
The first brick was blocked by Han Zhengyan's arm.
Then the second tiles, the third tiles and the fourth tiles were shot continuously.
Until Han Zhengyan's hands were so painful and numb that he did not dare to block them with his arms, but began to retreat and dodge.
But can he hide on the first day of the lunar month and the fifteenth day of the lunar month?
Obviously not possible.
Meng Long chased him and beat him.
He smashed his forehead one by one.
After half a minute.
Han Zhengyan stared and fell into a pool of blood. His entire forehead was smashed into shape, which was shocking.
"Pooh!"
Meng Long threw it to the brick and spit out phlegm.
"Idiot!"
To be continued...