At one o'clock in the morning, the whole villa was silent, as if the whole world was still.
Jiang Feng did not dare to have the slightest care. Although he was sitting on the sofa, his spiritual moment was tight.
Fan Xinyi fell asleep when he played with his mobile phone, and his saliva shed his face.
Seeing this, Jiang Feng picked up a blanket to cover her.
"Pap!"
Fan Xinyi came over and gave Jiang Feng a slap.
"Color wolf, what do you want to do?"
"I'm afraid you will be cold and cover your blanket for you." Jiang Feng covered his face and looked very aggrieved. "I really don't know the heart of a good person."
Fan Xinyi looked at herself, and she covered the blanket, knew that Jiang Feng had misunderstood, so he poured his lips and said, "Huh! Who made you have a bad guy."
Jiang Feng was speechless, he looked outside inadvertently, and suddenly his pupils shrank.
Because he found that Fan Jiang's ambush outside has all fallen to the ground.
"Come!"
Jiang Feng stood up, "Fan Xinyi, you listen, follow me."
"Who is here?" Fan Xinyi looked around, "You want to scare me, this girl is not scared."
Jiang Feng didn't speak anymore.
"Well!"
Suddenly, the door of the villa fell down, and the four masked people in black came in, holding a machete in their hands.
Immediately afterwards, a warrior wearing a kimono foot walked in.
His gaze fell on Fan Xinyi, and said in a hard summer talk: "Hello! Miss Fan, if you don't want to be hurt, take a trip with us."
Fan Xinyi has never seen such a battle, and she was scared to hide behind Jiang Feng.
"Jiang Feng, who are they?"
Jiang Feng said indifferently: "They are little devils, they are going to kidnap you, now, do you believe it?"
Nakajima Kunwu points to Jiang Feng.
"Boy, my hand, yesterday died in your hands, I want your blood debt and blood."
When he fell, the four masked people in black rolled on the spot, and the machete chopped from four different directions to Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng was running too much, and he did not retreat. He grabbed one of the wrists of one of them, holding his hand to block the other three knives.
At this time, Nakajima Kunwu was shaking, and he quickly came out. A heavy boxing was to Jiang Feng's face.
Jiang Feng smiled coldly, pushed forward, pushed the masked person in black to the front, and blocked the punch of Nakajima Kunwu for him.
The masters in black were directly interrupted by Nakajima Kunwu, and fell on the ground and sorrowful.
At the same time, Jiang Feng also kicked out, and the speed was so awland.
Nakajima Kunwu had to cross his hands to block Jiang Feng's kick.
"Well!"
Nakajima Kunwu took two steps back, and his face was shocked.
"Baga ... chop him to death."
The remaining three masked people then surrounded Jiang Feng and Fan Xinyi at the same time.
Fan Xinyi's flowers were out of color, her body trembled, and she grasped Jiang Feng's clothes tightly with both hands.
"唰唰唰 ..."
Masked people in black launched the attack again, but this time their blade was not to the Jiang Feng, but to the aim to Fan Xinyi.
When Jiang Feng grabbed the masked person's blade, he flew a masked person in front of him. At the same time, he pulled Fan Xinyi behind him and blocked two masked machetes with his back.
"..."
Jiang Feng was on his back two knives, and his blood was dripping.
But at the same time he held back the pain, grabbed his hands at the same time, pinched the throat of two masked people in black, and directly pinched the two.
At this time, Nakajima Kunwu sneered.
"Boy, don't resist the unnecessary resistance, give me Miss Fan to me, I promise to leave you a whole body."
"If you want to catch her, you must step on my body."
Jiang Feng gritted his teeth, and then jumped up, kicking a heavy foot to Nakajima Kunwu.
Nakajima Kunwu did not dare to lightly enemy at this time, and kept avoiding Jiang Feng's attack.
He didn't fight back, just to dodge blindly, because he knew that Jiang Feng was injured. As long as he persisted for a while, he would win without fighting.
Jiang Feng's back was injured. Every time he punch a punch, he would tear the wound, so he was greatly weakened whether it was speed or strength.
Of course, he also saw Nakajima Kunwu's mind, so he stopped the attack.
At this time, Fan Xinyi suddenly came forward.
"Jiang Feng, I used to misunderstand you, I'm sorry."
Immediately, she looked at Nakajima Kunwu.
"Little devil, the person you want to catch is me, I can go with you, but please let you put Jiang Feng."
Nakajima Kunwu shook his head, "I'm sorry, I can't agree with this condition."
"This kid killed many of my men, not killing him, it was difficult to eliminate my hate, so he must die!"
"Fan Xinyi, go and go aside." Jiang Feng drank: "You are stupid! Talking about the conditions with the little devil."
At this time, Nakajima Kunwu came step by step, and Mu Ling made a touch of sound.
"No!"
Fan Xinyi took a step across the front, but stood in front of Jiang Feng's body. The fear in her eyes disappeared, but there was a pride and perseverance.
Jiang Feng hurriedly pulled her behind, and then rushed to Nakajima Kunwu, hit a punch.
However, his fist has become weak and weak.
Kunwu Nakajima avoided him, and kicked him on his stomach at the same time.
Jiang Feng fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
"Jiang Feng, how are you?" The tears in Fan Xinyi's eyes were crystal clear and full of concerns.
"Go away!"
Jiang Feng pushed Fan Xinyi away and scolded: "Roll! If it wasn't for you to involve me, can I be injured?"
Fan Xinyi sat on the ground and cried loudly. He hurried to the sofa and grabbed his mobile phone to prepare for the police.
But how could Nakajima Kunwu give her this opportunity, quickly giving her out, grabbing her hair, throwing her mobile phone out of the window.
Immediately afterwards, he pushed Fan Xinyi on the sofa.
"You sit honestly for me, otherwise I cut your hand."
After speaking, he turned to Jiang Feng and walked towards Jiang Feng. He fists tightly, and his eyes were full of killing intentions.
Jiang Feng struggled to get up, staring at Nakajima Kunwu.
"Baga! Boy, you go to death!"
After that, he rushed forward straight, and the double punch bombed out like the shells of the buckle.
Jiang Feng also picked up his fist and blasted out with his entire body.
"嘭嘭嘭 ..."
The four fists smashed each other, hitting a spark, and a series of explosives, just like the sound of the New Year's firecrackers.
Nakajima Kunwu only stepped back a few steps back, and his fist was swollen.
However, Jiang Feng spit out a bite of blood, and then fell back.
"Jiang Feng ..." Fan Xinyi cried.
"Hahaha ... the battle is over!" Nakajima Kunwu laughed and walked towards Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng fell to the ground, panting, and his mouth and nostrils continued to flow out.
It seems that it is almost almost possible.
Nakajima Kunwu came to Jiang Feng and raised Mu Lu Gao. He believed that as long as he stepped on this foot, Jiang Feng hung up.