Talented Genius

"Boom, boom—"

After Ximen City's head bloomed, Mo Ningran turned his gun to shoot Mr. Plum again, and three bullets poured over.

Although Mr. Mei Hua was shot in the back and looked shocked, but instinctively caused him to flip it on the spot, avoiding Mo Ningran's shooting.

Mo Ningran fired at two Ximen gunmen who appeared in the distance, and both of them died without knowing the situation.

It's just this gap, Mr. Mei Hua has bounced up, moved his steps, and instantly reached Mo Ningran, knocking out the gun in her hand and shouting:

"Ning Ran, what are you doing?"

He was unusually angry: "What are you doing?"

Their deaths in Ximen City were meaningless to Mr. Mei Hua. What he cared about was that Mo Ningran shot himself.

The wound in my heart is far more painful than the wound on my body.

"when--"

Mo Ningran didn't respond at all, just backhanded to drew the dagger in his waist, and at the same time punched Mr. Plum.

Her eyes are not emotional, as indifferent as a killing machine, as if to kill all the hands except Ye Tianlong.

"Snapped--"

Seeing that Mo Ningran didn't recognize him even though he didn't care about it, Mr. Mei Hua bit his teeth, stuck out his hand, and slapped the ink with a palm.

Then, he put Mo Ningran in the corner and turned to look at Ye Tianlong who was adjusting his breath: "Ye Tianlong, what did you do to Ningran?"

"Don't worry, she's fine."

Ye Tianlong smiled gently: "You are dead, I will take care of her better."

When Mo Ningran was taken at the Cuiguo Casino, Ye Tianlong discovered that she had multiple personalities, and he kept a hand because of the need to deal with Mr. Plum.

Ye Tianlong used Chongerfei to control Mo Ningran's most ferocious personality, so he just sang Chongerfei to arouse Mo Ningran's ferocity.

In fact, Mo Ning didn't let him down. He shot and killed the gang in Simon City, and wounded the undefended Mr. Plum.

The situation is no longer difficult.

"You controlled her personality?"

After Mr. Meihua calmed down, he quickly made a judgment, and then became furious: "Ye Tianlong, you are too shameless."

"So many of you are besieging me, and one by one is a hero."

Ye Tianlong pointed a finger at Taxiong and the others: "Isn't it mean? Besides, Mo Ningran is not here for soy sauce."

"Her gun didn't hit you, it hit me."

He straightened his back: "So it's ridiculous that you accuse me of being shameless."

Mr. Mei Hua looked at Ye Tianlong coldly: "The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp, Ye Tianlong, I tell you, I will definitely break your body into pieces tonight."

He Yu Guang glanced at Mo Ningran, with indescribable care.

Ye Tianlong looked at Mr. Meihua and smiled: "Mr. Meihua, it's critical for you to care about Mo Ningran so much, it's very bad."

"Your heart is upset at the moment, your heart is upset, you are hurt again, and there is no chance of winning a point."

He reminded Mr. Meihua: "It's you instead of me. I'd better run away as soon as there are a large number of reinforcements. There is still a chance to run out."

"It's just Mo Ningran that you have no chance to take it away."

Ye Tianlong suddenly blocked Mr. Mei Hua's idea of ​​running away.

"No matter how messy the heart is, it will be enough to kill you."

Mr. Meihua's expression became cold, and then he uttered a low voice and took a step forward: "Tonight, you and I will always die. That person must be you."

Ye Tianlong also coughed, and greeted him with his internal injuries: "Let's wait and see."

"call--"

In the pale light, the two looked at each other, with iceberg-like loneliness and murder on their faces.

Ye Tianlong is like a sharp-edged long knife, seeming to pierce the sky, and his whole body exudes the sturdiness and majesty of someone else.

He faced the violent murderous aura from Mr. Meihua, but he did not flinch like a rock.

And Mr. Mei Hua's clothes hunted in the wind, constantly rolled up and dancing, as if a black ghost was roaring silently.

The **** rooftop is about to start the final fight...

"Kang Dang!"

Downstairs, the sound of the door being knocked open came over, and a large number of reinforcements finally came over.

This sound was also like the whistle of the game, and Mr. Plum, who contained endless murderous intent, finally made a move.

He moved his steps and slapped Ye Tianlong with a palm.

Although this palm looked light and fluttering, Ye Tianlong felt a sense of solemnity in his heart.

But, fearless!

Ye Tianlong would not underestimate Mr. Mei Hua who was shot, but he would never underestimate his own strength.

Without hesitation, Ye Tianlong punched out.

"Snapped--"

The fists intersected, and there was a soft sound, it seemed so low-key and gentle, and no harsh sound penetrated.

However, there was a strong wind in the sky, and the clothes of the two were blown and hunted.

The rainwater flying freely, as if hit by a wave of air current, instantly turned into foam in the sky.

"Swish—"

The expressions of the two of them changed, and they all retreated.

Almost at the same time, the two men dragged two deep grooves on the ground with their feet, and both slid back seven or eight meters before stopping their bodies.

And at the same moment when he stopped, Mr. Meihua suddenly patted the wall behind with his right hand, and the wall suddenly made a big dent.

Mr. Mei Hua stared at Ye Tianlong in surprise, thin and interrupted his face was flushed, and his chest rose and fell sharply.

The palm just now seemed extremely simple, but in fact he had already devoted his efforts to it.

Ye Tianlong also firmly stabilized his body.

"Crack!"

The three-foot stone stepped on by Ye Tianlong, like a bomb exploded, shattered with a loud noise.

"Ye Tianlong, you are stronger than I thought."

Mr. Meihua coughed and resisted the pain of the bullet in his back: "It seems that my elder brother's guess is correct."

Ye Tianlong was very interested: "Your brother? Guess?"

While curiously responding to the other party, Ye Tianlong also adjusted his breath quickly to give himself more strength.

"Ye Tianlong from Taicheng and Ye Tianlong from Mingjiang are actually the same person."

Mr. Mei Hua stared at Ye Tianlong: "In addition to the two of you never showing up at the same time, there is also your similar ninth-level master."

"A young martial arts genius can understand that the probability of two young martial arts geniuses is too small and too small, let alone you look so similar."

When he said these words, he stared at Ye Tianlong coldly, caught the look on his face, and wanted to judge whether his guess was correct.

"Good idea, but unfortunately you insulted Cai Jiujin and their IQ."

Ye Tianlong's smile is still calm and calm: "If I were Mingjiang Ye Tianlong, Cai Jiujin would have checked my 100-year-old birthday."

"That is a misunderstanding."

Mr. Mei Hua sneered: "Why does it mean that Jiang's Ye Tianlong cannot have the blood of the Taicheng Ye family?"

"No, one should be added, the blood of the Jingcheng Rong family..."

Infinitely close to the truth.

Ye Tianlong smiled: "Your eldest brother is the Rong family?"