"Moro!" As the Woddaffe level sounded down, a thin figure suddenly ejaculated behind the Woddaffe level. The deepest impression on the man was his sickly pale face and his focal length.
Eyes.
The weak body suddenly burst out with a shocking fighting spirit, and the target was the old man Long who gradually retracted his eyes!
The focal length of the two eyes gradually gathered, and the man's pupils were only the figure of Old Long. Out of instinct, Moro could feel the stormy waves hidden under the ordinary appearance of this man as deep as the sea. Perhaps today is his last time
Take action.
If you don’t take action, you will be killed with one blow! This is Moro’s purpose.
Jumping into the sky, the whole body suddenly turned into a violent shell, mixed with the force of tremendous force and rushing down hard. There was only one target, Old Long!
The tightly clenched fists became the only weapon of the body in high-speed movement, and the sound of breaking through the air! The fist of the human body cuts through the air, with a sharp and low whistling sound coming in the blink of an eye.
Bovis and Prometheus looked at this scene without blinking. They hoped that miracles would happen. Even if there was only a trace of flaws, it would be enough for the three of them to join forces! Now, escaping has become the only luxury.
.
Getting closer, Moro's face showed an almost hideous excitement, and the strong murderous aura tightened the surrounding air as if it was actually solid, as if the air would not flow anymore. Even the moonlight was stagnant for this dangerous scene. Time drips
Filter, you can hardly feel the flow of time.
The next scene is dramatic and almost mythical and fantasy.
No one saw clearly how Long took action. Moro only felt that his fist, which had the greatest strength in his life, was pinched by one hand, either grasping or holding, or pinching!
Before Moro's pupils could appear in fear, Long Lao went down to the ground, Moro's body slammed hard on the ground, and his other hand reached out and grabbed Moro's neck. Moro's hand wanted
Grasping Old Long's hand, but it was too late. He twisted his hand, and the trachea and esophagus were tangled in his neck like hemp ropes. Rama's eyes were wide open when he was dying, as if he hadn't understood how he died, like a rag
Usually thrown away, staring at the sky like a dead fish, the moon becomes his last silhouette.
Instant kill! Instant kill without any suspense!
Once, he fought alone against the top four killers on the Indian Killer List, three dead and one disabled, and won completely. It was such a master who ended dramatically under the command of Old Long.
How strong is Mr. Long? Don’t ask this question, because no one in the world can answer you.
After Feng Qingyun instantly killed Moro, the three men of Woduff and Prometheus felt unprecedented pressure, which came from themselves and the corpse not far away with the remaining warmth.
How strong is Moro, Wodami is clear, very clear, it is definitely the best among the younger generation in India, but now, Moro's death makes Wodami a sense of indescribable anger of cheating on opponents in the game
, Even, he could meet the grim smile of the family when he received the news of his death and his greatest competition.
"Speaking of it, you three guys are all whetstones, it's a pity." Old Long looked at the three of them with unconcealed appreciation, although he could not give birth to the next waves of the Yangtze River and push the previous waves.
I feel bored, but this generation of young people are indeed much more outstanding than the previous generation., "You are not afraid of our three major families joining forces! I admit that you are strong, none of us is your opponent or even the three of us add up
It’s impossible to be your opponent, but you can kill us now, but what about your precious grandson? Tang Feng’s strength is indeed very strong, but it does not mean that he can withstand the endless pursuit of the three major families!
What's more, far more than our three major families, Tang Feng has few enemies? No matter how powerful your grandson is, no matter how powerful you are, you are not a god after all!" The Woddafi-level forced his nerves to calm down quickly, and his thinking gradually recovered his dominance on his body.
Quanwo Duffy began to use all methods to restore his decline.
"Do you know? The men in the Tang family are most afraid of the most disdainful of threats. This is something that everyone in the world knows. It seems that your parents have not accurately conveyed this deadly message to you." The night is hazy, before dawn
The night is the darkest. In this omnipresent darkness, the voice like an imperial edict conveyed on an iceberg came from afar. As written in the novel, the owner of the voice was still far away from here at the beginning.
But as the words get closer and closer, the owner of the voice can even feel at the end!
"Old Long, it would be meaningless if the fight between children is combined with adults." As the words came to an end, the owner of this voice gradually appeared.
What is a peerless beauty?
What does it mean to be beautiful?
What is a peerless charm?
What does it mean to look back and smile and be charming? What does it mean to be a beautiful woman who is smug the country with a smile?
There is a kind of sacredness that is truly afraid to blaspheme, and even makes people unable to live with a sense of blasphemy.
There is a kind of holiness that is truly afraid to defile and even makes people feel ashamed.
There is a kind of beauty that breaks through the limits of aesthetics. It is rumored that the Xiang Concubine dances and millions of butterflies follow it. Everyone dares to be sure that the dance of the woman in front of you is enough for all living beings to dream for a thousand years and not want to wake up.
"Are you pleading for them?" Just glanced at the woman indifferently, Old Long pointed at Prometheus and the other three, smiled ambiguously, and then said in a weak tone: "Okay, OK
Discussion, if you can be my granddaughter-in-law, everything will be easy to discuss."
"I have never liked to plead for others. If you want to do something, please hurry up. Otherwise, I don't have time to play with you." There was no fluctuation on the expression on my face, and it seemed that I was completely immune to Old Long's words.
, The woman spoke up and continued to compromise. If there is still someone in this world who dared to make the case with her but was not killed by her, then even if Old Long is one, there might be one in the future.
Old Long said nothing, took out a cigarette, held it on his lips, lit it, and took a deep breath.
It was not until the three of them left this place that Old Long vomited a mouthful of smoke and looked at the confused gas in front of him, and asked, "I didn't expect you to appear here too. It's really unpredictable."
"What? Is it strange? Since you can all come here, why can't I? This is Russia, not the sphere of influence of the Baolong clan." The woman seemed to be bathed in a layer of light under the bright moon, and the faint glow rendered it.
Being even more like an immortal or a god, such a woman is really a disaster.