On the surface, Yan Murong did make a fool of himself. His sneak attack was very disgraceful.
But in a strict sense, if you want to blame Hua Feihua, you can only blame Hua Feihua for being too confident. You think Yan Murong is not his opponent-----at this time, you won't kill all your enemies. You will run to the front and chatter. In Yan Murong's opinion, this is a fool's behavior.
Yes. Xue Shang has two swords. Just press one mechanism on the hilt of the sword. The other sword will pop out from the hilt.
However, Yan Murong never cared about these things. Killing people means killing people. Whether it is open and honest or cheating, he just doesn't want to die. He knew that he could not beat Hua Feihua and was still so tough. He just wanted to find a chance to kill him.
"How could there be two swords?"
This is the last sentence Hua Feihua asked before she fell down.
"I won't tell you." Yan Murong said with a smile on her face and looked at Hua Feihua who had died. Then she looked up at the indifferent person standing aside with a gun, raised her sword and pointed, and said, "You And why don’t you go? Don’t you want to avenge him?”
"I'm not here to kill you."
Moran reacted quickly. When he heard Yan Murong ask, he shook his head quickly.
Have you ever played? He has played? But now he doesn't want to fight Yan Murong----This kid is cunning, cunning, and doesn't play according to the routine. Last time he made himself suffer a loss. Today, it's even more He killed Hua Feihua. Now he rushed up to fight him for thirty rounds. But it is hard to guarantee whether he will kill him by committing fraud.
"You are not here to kill me." Yan Murong Lengxiao. "But now I want to kill you."
As he said that, the soft sword in his hand shook suddenly and made a "buzzing" sound like a dragon roar. It looked like he was going down to the War Book of Moran.
"You can't kill me." Mo Ran shook his head. At the same time, his body moved quickly. He did not rush towards Yan Murong, but ran away in the opposite direction. The spear in his hand also came out and shot at Yan Murong like a javelin. Come on.
"I ran very quickly." Yan Murong waved a sword and immediately speared. Looking at the ineunate who had disappeared on the street, she sighed. "Since the old one ran away, I'll go find the younger one. I hope that stupid one is so stupid. The boy won't take the medicine so quickly."
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In the member box of Beijing Club, Chang Xiaopeng walked back and forth with an uneasy look on his face.
He was a little scared. If Weiran really killed Yan Murong, the Yan family would definitely not give up. With the Yan family's ability, it was very easy to know the whole story. However, he was afraid that Yan Murong would not die. He would not die. Will find yourself.
Yan Murong was right. Chang Xiaopeng did not take the antidote so quickly. He didn't believe that what Yan Murong gave him was the real medicine. So he would definitely find someone to send it for examination.
After coming out of the Western Restaurant, Chang Xiaopeng ran to the Beijing Club directly. Here, he had his own private room. After thinking for a long time, Chang Xiaopeng felt that hiding here was the safest.
If nothing happened to Yan Murong, he would definitely find him. The Beijing Club is not an ordinary small bar. Those who can enter here have a high status. So even if he is found, Yan Murong will not be in trouble here. He also heard that Li Jianhua, the owner of the Beijing Club, is here today. Li Jianhua and Yan Murong have a good relationship. Even if Yan Murong ignores the occasion and wants to make things difficult for him, Li Jianhua will definitely come out to dissuade him.
"Why hasn't been done yet?" Chang Xiaopeng was a little anxious and walked back and forth in the private room. A bad feeling gradually arose in his heart.
At this moment, Chang Xiaopeng's cell phone on the sofa suddenly rang.
"How is it? How is it?" Chang Xiaopeng answered the phone and asked anxiously.
"Die and run away." A low voice came from the phone.
"Who died? Tell me who died."
"Hua Feihua died. She ran away in disarray."
"Yan Murong is not dead. It's good if he is not dead."
Listening to the busy voice coming from the phone, Chang Xiaopeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know why. When he heard that Yan Murong was fine, his heart suddenly became relaxed.
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"I want to go home." Xuemin said while driving the car, looking begging at Yan Murong, who was sitting in the passenger seat with a closed eyes and resting.
"I know." Yan Murong opened her eyes and smiled. "But you have to send me to the Beijing Club first."
"I'm self-defense." Yan Murong said defensively. "It was him who wanted to kill me first. That's why I accidentally killed him."
Yan Murong was not worried about killing people. Moran was a killer. Hua Feihua was probably his fellow traveler. He killed a killer himself. Even if the police came to him, he should give him a banner for good citizens.
Besides, he still has a Longteng brand in his hand. He took it out at critical moments and found it. It is also very useful.
There was nothing to say along the way. When Xuemin drove the car to the parking lot of the Beijing Club, Yan Murong did not get off.
"Here." Xue Wen reminded carefully. This man is a demon in human skin. Otherwise, how could he kill an old man while he was joking. Although the other party really wanted to kill him, but---- He is so old, he should also give him some respect.
"I know." Yan Murong looked out the window and said, "But you can't go home yet."
"Why?" Xue Wen was so aggrieved that she almost cried. Her two watery eyes were also covered with crystal clearness.
"Look, this is the Beijing Club." Yan Murong said, pointing to the twinkling neon lights on the high building.
"I know." Xue Wen whispered.
"Then you must have never been here."
"No."
"That's good." Yan Murong smiled happily. He took out the long membership card given to him by Li Jianhua from his pocket and said. "I am very familiar with the boss here. Look. This membership card was given to me by him. I'll take you in and see you for a long time."
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Xuemin cried. Two strings of tears flowed down in a daze.
"Mr. Yan. Please. I don't want to go." Xuemin said with a pleading look. "I know I'm wrong tonight. Please let me go."
She regretted it. She regretted getting involved in such a thing.
Although her family is pretty good, compared to a young man named Yan Murong and Chang Xiaopeng, she looks smaller than a grain of dust. When she gets involved in this level of struggle, she can only be regarded as Cannon fodder was sacrificed.
"That won't work." Yan Murong looked embarrassed. "You're leaving. Who will I go to testify for me?"
"Test. What to testify?" Xue Wen asked with tears in her eyes.
"With witnessing me as a self-defense." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I'll kill someone. You testify. We can divide the work and cooperate with each other."