At the same time, people on both sides also took the opportunity to attack. They had no moral character and didn't care about the number of people bullying few people. They just wanted to use the uniform as soon as possible.┏_ ┓

The speed was too fast, Liang Yong didn't even have the chance to dodge, so he had time to retract his arms and put them on both sides of his body. He was beaten to scream, his face was red and white, but he still stood firm. Instead, he took advantage of the opponent's obstacles to retreat and rushed forward. This was not that he was super strong, but that the attacks of these two were too symmetrical, hitting his waist and abdomen on both sides of his waist and abdomen on the left and right. He couldn't even fall to one side.

Liang Yong felt a huge pain in his waist and abdomen. At this moment, he broke at least several ribs, and his arms were so painful that they were numb. But at this moment, he could not stop at all, and it was even more impossible to stop fighting with them. Facing a person, he relied on Cheng Yaojin's three axes and had the power to fight, but now he has no chance to face the three masters at the same time, and more masters are still rushing here. Once they are entangled, it is difficult to save Xiaofang even if they see her.

In desperation, Liang Yong also became ruthless and accelerated forward while rushing forward with the inertia of his body. Even so, he couldn't rush over. The middle-aged man who had just been hit in front of him had already stood up. Seeing Liang Yong rushing towards him again, the enemy was extremely jealous when they met. He shouted loudly, and his fists drew a strange track and smashed Liang Yong's temple. Knowing that Liang Yong was amazing, he would not fight Liang Yong head-on this time.

Seeing that his fist was about to hit Liang Yong's temple, Liang Yong suddenly lowered his head and slammed his lower abdomen. This was also a helpless move. Until now, his hands were still in a numb state, and the only thing he could use to attack was the head.

When the middle-aged man saw Liang Yong use this move, he showed a sarcastic expression on his face and said to himself: "I thought you were so powerful, but it turned out that he was just a brute force street gangster."

Flexible to avoid the impact of Liang's head, and turn the fist from top to bottom to hit Liang's vest. The vest is a fatal point. As long as it is hit, Liang's combat power will be lost immediately.

However, Liang Yong's movement was beyond his expectations again. He ignored his fist that was smashing hard. Suddenly, he hugged his legs with both hands, and his shoulders pressed against his lower abdomen to lift him up. He still used brute force. Although the moves were unsightly, they were very practical.

Two "bang" sounds, the middle-aged man's fist hit Liang's back, and the inner vest was less than an inch away. Liang screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he suddenly stepped forward and threw him back and flew away. He just hit the two people chasing him behind.

Liang used amazing brute force, throwing the middle-aged man out like a shell. The middle-aged man exclaimed and didn't even have time to make self-protection actions in the air, so he smashed his companions straight.

At this time, the companions faced a difficult choice. They could dodge and avoid chasing the beam. However, letting the middle-aged man hit the ground will definitely cause broken bones and tendons. If the head hits the ground first, they will have to burp.

I couldn't bear to see my companion die tragically. But if I catch him, Liang Yong would run away. These thoughts were just a moment of thought. Before they could think too much, they stretched out their hands to catch the flying people in the air.

The two caught the middle-aged man, their bodies were shocked, and they stopped for two seconds to resolve the huge impact.

Liang Yong had already rushed out of the encirclement and continued to run towards the western-style building. At this time, he had suffered a considerable internal injury. The shirt on his chest was stained with large pieces of blood.

A loud "boom" knocked the door of the western-style building away. Just as he was about to rush inside, he was stunned. Xiaofang's heartbroken eyes were met, and more than a dozen black muzzles were greeted. Murong Shang, who had gauze wrapped around his stomach, stood beside Xiaofang, with a cold face. The dozen bodyguards pointed at Liang Yong with a gun were also fierce and cold, and at first glance they were iron-blooded warriors who had experienced many battles.

Xiaofang was sitting on the Eight Immortal Chair in the middle of the hall, and two thick old mothers beside her pressed their palms on her shoulders to prevent her from getting up. More than a dozen bodyguards guarded her in front of her and pointed the gun at Liang Yong, shouting in unison: "Stop!"

Three internal masters then rushed to Feng Liang Yong's retreat. Behind them there were more than a dozen burly men, holding long spears and short cannons in their hands, looking like they were facing a great enemy.

Liang Yong suddenly fell into a siege.

"Xiaofang." Liang stretched out his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as he watched Xiaofang call softly, with a strong sense of pity in his eyes, but there was no trace of fear.

"Use it! Sorry." Xiaofang cried very sadly. There were two thick women holding her up. She couldn't even get up and rushed over.

"I didn't take good care of you, don't worry, no one can hurt you." Liang Yong said comfortingly. Seeing Xiaofang's sad appearance, his heart also broke.

"No... I'm tying you. Bastard! No harm is allowed." Xiaofang cried and scolded everyone. Seeing Liang Yong's body covered in blood, her heart was torn into eight petals.

"Mr. Liang, why bother? I have been avoiding you, just don't want to meet you in this way." Murong Shang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Murrong Shang, you are still hypocritical when you tied me up. Don't think that you can block me like this." Liang Yong sneered.

"Mr. Liang misunderstood. We asked the princess to go home and did not kidnap her." Murong Shang explained.

Liang Yong was stunned, but he didn't relax at all and asked, "What does it mean?"

"Let me explain, Xiaofang is my daughter." Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the corridor on the second floor, attracting Liang Yong's eyes.

I saw a man in Tang suit standing in the corridor on the second floor, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a majestic aura all over his body, which made people couldn't help but worship him. Liang Yong's heart moved, and it felt like he had seen an ancient emperor. Only the emperor had this domineering aura.

"Is there any evidence that Xiaofang is your daughter? Since Xiaofang is your daughter, why should she tie her up?" Liang Yong was surprised, but he was more confused.

"Hmph, my words are proof. Young man, many things are not something that people at your level can know. Go away!" Murong Ba snorted coldly, his face filled with anger. Liang Yong rushed in hard and made him very dissatisfied. He lowered his head and continued to say to Murong Shang: "Since you are here, A Shang, go to the account room to withdraw 200 million US dollars and tell him not to bother Fangfang in the future." Rewarding 200 million US dollars is like sending two beggars on the roadside.

"Yes, master, I'm ready for the money." Murong Shang nodded respectfully, took out a Huitong Bank gold card from his handbag, walked to Liang Yong, handed the gold card to Liang Yong and said, "Mr. Liang, the princess is noble, you can't always be with someone like you. After taking the money, you left the princess." Her face was full of disdain.

Liang Yong took the gold card and asked with a playful look on his face: "Is there really two hundred million US dollars in it?"

Seeing Liang Yong take the golden card, Xiaofang stared at her eyes and even forgot to cry, and a look of panic appeared on her face.
Chapter completed!