Talented Genius

"I will tell you when you die."

Hearing Ye Tianlong's rhetorical question, Mr. Mei Hua was taken aback, knowing that too many things were exposed, and then he let out a low voice:

"kill!"

He moved two meters towards Ye Tianlong, then slammed his body, while swinging his left fist vigorously.

"call!"

A violent wind whizzed out, shocking and piercing.

Facing this thunderous punch, Ye Tianlong flashed back lightly.

With this retreat, Mr. Meihua's momentum skyrocketed, and the whole person bullied himself forward like a cannonball.

"Wow!"

fast!

This is Ye Tianlong's mind.

In the blink of an eye, Mr. Mei Hua's slender body was like a ghost, agile and domineering directly close to Ye Tianlong.

"Boom boom!"

Mr. Mei Hua stuck to Ye Tianlong's queen, his hands were wrong, and he blasted out again and again, and a set of back punches came out like a storm.

The fist blasted through the air resistance, making a "swish" sound, and dozens of fist shadows continued.

Retire!

Ye Tianlong still maintained a level of calm, retreating again and again.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Ye Tianlong is like a fallen leaf, with the opponent's fist constantly swaying, several times it seems that there is no way to hide, but he can finally find a gap to escape.

Mr. Meihua's fists were blasted again and again, but at most he could only wipe Zhongye Tianlong's clothes, and could not hurt him a single hair.

Mr. Mei Hua made another heavy punch, and Ye Tianlong hit the mottled wall with his fist on one side of his body.

"boom!"

There was a crisp sound on the wall, and there were many dents, and the warheads scattered on the ground.

"kill!"

Missing the combo, Mr. Meihua's face sank, he changed his fist to a leg, and swept out a kick at Ye Tianlong.

It was just this change that caused him to frown and pass a touch of pain, obviously involved with a gunshot wound on his back.

Ye Tianlong didn't evade this time. Before kicking with his right foot, he quickly tapped Mr. Meihua's calf.

"flutter!"

Hearing a crisp sound, Mr. Meihua felt a pain in his calf, his strength was mostly lost, and his center of gravity became unstable.

Ye Tianlong deceived him and hit his chin with a punch.

"call!"

Mr. Mei Hua's eyes were cold, his hands turned, and he grabbed Ye Tianlong's wrist, his crotch suddenly rotated.

A fierce force was transmitted from the crotch to the arms.

"Swish—"

Mr. Mei Hua simply slammed Ye Tianlong towards a corner of the rooftop.

The speed was so fast that Ye Tianlong couldn't dodge it at all.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the wall was severely hit by Ye Tianlong's body, and many bricks fell.

Ye Tianlong twisted his waist and knelt on the ground, but he didn't seem to feel the pain.

Then he kicked on the spot, his body like an ape.

"Swish—"

Ye Tianlong's legs whizzed into the wind, and the momentum was like a rainbow twisting towards Mr. Mei Hua's neck.

Mr. Mei Hua gave a sneer, bent over, turned his head, and Ye Tianlong's legs dreadfully rubbed his ears, leaving a red trace.

"happy--"

After avoiding Ye Tianlong's attack, Mr. Mei Hua turned his back to Ye Tianlong, and patted his chest with his hands.

When Ye Tianlong was surprised that he exposed the empty door, the bullet on Mr. Mei Hua's back shot out with a ‘swish’ and took Ye Tianlong’s throat straight.

Fast and ruthless!

Ye Tianlong didn't have time to evade. He raised his left hand and blocked the bullet abruptly, but his movements were slightly stagnant, and his wrists were extremely painful.

This guy is really cruel, cruel to the enemy, and cruel to himself.

"Swish—"

Mr. Mei Hua took the opportunity to slam his left leg to the side, and a side kick hit Ye Tianlong who was hanging in the air.

Ye Tianlong put both hands on Mr. Plum's toes and threw it away.

"call!"

Mr. Meihua kicked and slid out without stopping, and then threw another punch with his left hand.

Rolling Thunder.

This punch was quick, fierce, and violent. Ye Tianlong could not evade, so he could only cross his hands to block.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, Ye Tianlong snorted, his body smashed against a railing, the railing shattered, and Ye Tianlong's whole body was wet and wet.

A trace of blood still spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The injury is too serious.

Mr. Meihua said coldly: "I said you are determined to lose, that is, you are determined to lose."

There was a joke at the corner of his mouth: "Ye Tianlong, I always thought you were the strong, but I didn't expect it, but so."

"Your uncle, you first fight three 8-ranks, dozens of gunners, hold thousands of bullets, and then you are seriously injured to speak."

Ye Tianlong coughed: "Besides, I haven't lost yet."

"Roar!"

Mr. Meihua stopped talking nonsense, he roared suddenly, his eyes flashed with two blood-red essences, and his body turned into an afterimage forward.

At the same time, the fists bombarded like a cannonball.

Speed, strength, unparalleled.

Mr. Meihua must quickly lay the ground for victory, lest the reinforcements will be destroyed.

Ye Tianlong spit out a mouthful of blood, his speed increased by two points, and his fist was instantly shot.

"Boom boom..."

The two sides confronted each other again, with four punches facing each other, without any gorgeous tricks. The two collided with speed and strength, and their fists fluttered again and again.

There was a violent explosion from the roof, like thunder on a rainy day, resounding through everyone's ears.

The shadows of the boxing were all over the sky, and it was difficult for the naked eye to capture the speed of the two punches.

Ye Tianlong secretly called Mr. Meihua domineering.

Mr. Mei Hua became more fierce as he fought, and Ye Tianlong shot faster and faster.

Although Ye Tianlong's injury was heavier than Mr. Meihua, no matter how strong Mr. Meihua was in the first battle, Ye Tianlong was still able to sustain it.

"Wow!"

Mr. Mei Hua was obviously a little bored, his eyes were blood red, his fist struck him hard, and a military stab suddenly appeared on his right foot.

On one side of his body, he looked like a golden hook upside down, ruthlessly struck Ye Tianlong's body.

Ye Tianlong's eyelids twitched.

This kick was fast, and Ye Tianlong had no time to hide, and no place to hide, so he could only block with his left hand.

With a stab, the army stab was drawn from the arm to the lower abdomen.

Everyone can feel that fierce, vicious, and tragic.

"what--"

Ye Tianlong retreated with all his strength and still got a shot, with a blood stain on his abdomen, he staggered out of it for five or six meters, and then half-kneeled to pant.

The end of the crossbow.

"It's over."

Mr. Mei Hua put away the military thorns on his feet, picked up a gun from the ground, and walked towards Ye Tianlong very indifferently.

He was going to beat the disabled Ye Tianlong, then hijack him to escape from Taicheng.

"Ok--"

On the way forward, Mr. Meihua's ears moved, and he heard a hum, a low voice from Mo Ningran: "Big Brother..."

Mr. Meihua tilted his head subconsciously.

"when!"

Almost when he turned his head, a red light flashed from Ye Tianlong's right hand and disappeared without a swish.

Mr. Mei Hua, who was too late to guard, slowed down for an instant, his expression suddenly stiffened, and a pair of eyeballs immediately added a touch of shock.

In the wind and rain roaring on the rooftop, there was also the constant movement in his throat.

He hadn't broken his breath, but he couldn't spit it out, and he couldn't spit it out even after exhausting his strength, because he didn't know when there was a knife in his throat.

A blood-red knife!

The overall situation of Taicheng has been decided.