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Chapter 650

There was another silence in the door, and then I heard the sound of opening the door, but I opened a small window on the iron door, revealing a bitter face full of wrinkles and said, "Sir, please respect yourself, and I will call the police again."

"I'm also polite to you. I kidnapped my girlfriend and dared to call the police. I want to see if the security guards arrest you or me." Liang Yong sneered.

"Bang" the old man closed the small door and chose to remain silent again, ignoring it.

Liang Yong was about to break in and the phone rang. The crow reminded on the phone: "Hero, the shit spirit found that there is a back door of the manor who is open. You can enter from there, as if it still leads to the female room in the backyard."

Liang Yong immediately left the gate and walked back along the wall. He was not a barbarian, and it was not easy to open the main door. The large iron door was an inch thick, so it would be very tiring even if it was opened.

After walking along the wall for a mile, I saw the back door. The door was open. Two young men were lifting things inside. Liang Yong followed them and walked into the yard.

When the young man saw him go in, he didn't ask, and carried a large basket of vegetables into the kitchen.

When they entered the courtyard, Liang Yong's spiritual consciousness completely dispersed, covering the entire courtyard and searched. They felt that several powerful auras were alarmed, emitting aura to counterattack their spiritual consciousness, making them gray around their bodies, and Liang Yong's spiritual consciousness could not see through. And they quickly approached Liang Yong.

Liang Yong could no longer care about it at this time, and he tried his best to urge his spiritual knowledge to visit every corner of the manor. In an instant, he found a familiar atmosphere in a two-story small western-style building 0 meters away from him.

"Xiaofang!" Liang screamed in surprise and started to shoot towards the foreign building. Lao Wu couldn't run but crawled behind the rockery and ordered to the headset: "Attack, the target is in the small building!"

Then a few black shadows flipped in from the courtyard wall, and the rat crawled into a dog hole in the corner of the wall and waved behind him: "Let's come in quickly!"

Feishenko snorted disdainfully, jumped onto the wall and jumped into the compound. My world-class killer was with you and I couldn't afford to lose that person.

When Shuo saw him jumping in and trampling a bunch of roses, he shook his head and sighed: "You have a relaxed way, and you have to jump over the wall to show off..."

"Stop!" Just as Liang Yong rushed out 50 meters in front of him, a figure shot out from the side, and he roared in a deep voice to stop Liang Yong. They might not have expected Liang Yong to have a spiritual sense to explore this move, and Xiao Fang was discovered, which caught them off guard.

"Get out!" Liang Yong would not be polite to him. Only by finding Xiaofang as soon as possible can he feel at ease. His body kept slamming his fists at the person. Although there was no routine, he also had his own advantages, one speed and two strengths. The straight punch had a explosive power of 2,000 kilograms, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

A middle-aged man was blocking Liang. Obviously, he didn't expect Liang to punch so quickly, so he didn't have time to dodge and rushed to fight.

A dull sound of "boom", the middle-aged man groaned and took two steps back, while Liang followed up with his offensive punch and banged at him again.

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he was knocked back by Liang's scramble. Finally, the last punch was not blocked, and Liang's chest was hit hard by Liang's slumber. He was hit by him and fell backwards three or four meters away. He flushed on his face and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood in the air.

Liang Yong took advantage of the victory to chase him, and then he kicked him hard in the stomach, kicking him up again. This time, the middle-aged man was injured even more seriously. He was kicked in the lower abdomen when he was completely defeated by Liang. He felt a stir in his dantian and almost broke it by Liang. He vomited blood in his mouth. He fell ten meters away and became listless and he had no power to fight. He was beaten to death by Liang in one encounter.

The strength of this middle-aged man is not low. He is a first-level guardian of the Murong family. His skills have been very good for decades of hard work. According to the classification of the cultivation world, he has reached the innate top level. Just practicing external functions to achieve such skills is considered a master in thousands.

Unfortunately, he met Liang Yong. Liang Yong's peach blossom magic skill focused on the cultivation of internal true qi, external skills and combat skills, but instead he was weak. However, Liang Yong's skill was already a master in the Jindan stage. The true qi burst out with all his strength, and the attack power of each punch was at least a few thousand kilograms. When the middle-aged man came up, he was forced to fight for his strength by Liang Yong, so he naturally suffered a great loss.

Liang Yong continued to move forward, and his spiritual consciousness told him that Xiaofang was still there, which made him feel much more relieved. Several stronger auras approached, Liang Yong did not dare to fight him hard, turned around and rushed into the garden next to him, racing against the other party at speed.

Several powerful auras were surrounded by each other at the same time. At this time, Liang Yong had already rushed to less than 50 meters away from Xiao Fang. Liang Yong shouted loudly: "Xiao Fang, can you hear my voice? Xiao Fang..."

They shouted a few times but were surrounded by three men in black. These guys were all wearing suits and tie, wearing sunglasses and wearing black bodyguards, but they looked like they were facing a great enemy. Their strength was similar to the one just now. Seeing that the one was beaten down by Liang Yong, they were also thrilled, but they didn't expect that Liang Yong was so awesome.

Liang Yong can't wait to surround them without attacking them, so he still swung his fists and smashed them at the guy in front. He could do these moves back and forth, which were similar to Cheng Yaojin's three axes. Recently, he also reflected on his combat skills and knew that his combat skills were not good. Although he was familiar with Dugu Nine Swords, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Great Movement of the Universe, Seventy-Two Shaolin's Seventy-Two Special Skills, etc., he found that those were not suitable for him. With his current skills, he was more effective. So he practiced these straight punches, uppercuts, and collapsed punches. The more he practiced these three basic boxing techniques, the faster he could, and now he was more useful than those fancy exercises.

This also proves that Cheng Yaojin's three tricks are not in vain. He can really eat everything with just three tricks.

When the guy in front saw Liang Yong rushing over, he immediately squatted and held his breath. His skills were transferred to his hands, waiting for Liang Yong's fist. Seeing that his fist was getting closer and closer, he suddenly shouted "Open!" and hit Liang Yong's fist. This guy practiced the Thirteenth Taibao horizontal practice. His hard skills were all over. His fist stretched out like two dark sandbags, with amazing attack power. He once broke a big tree as thick as a bowl with a single punch.

A loud "bang" sound was several times louder than the sound of the fist hitting just now. Liang Yong was shocked and his body shook violently a few times. He felt the fist hurt so much that his bones seemed to be about to break.

The guy on the opposite side roared in a quiet voice and took three steps in a row, still unable to control himself and sat on the ground. His eyes showed a look of horror and disbelief. He was known as the No. 1 strongman in the Murong family. Today, he was defeated by Liang with a young man. He felt his face was dull. He didn't care about the pain of his fists tearing, so he stood up.
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