People scattered, fleeing in panic.

The smoke billowing over this section of the street was slowly dissipating, and minor conflicts were erupting between the arriving members of the "Undying Guard" and "Congregation of Resentment," and pedestrians trying to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Not far away in the center of the street, Li Yanfeng wielded his staff, casually deflecting the steel whip and mace of the woman in front of him. Always observant and quick-witted, he also noticed the changing situation on the field.

At the other end of the long street, Chen Jue, who had returned empty-handed from his pursuit, was ambushed. Four figures descended from the sky, crashing onto the street. The sudden appearance of this man and woman indicated martial arts prowess far superior to the amateur steel whip wielders on his side.

And on his side, there were also subtle changes worth noting.

"...Ha, what's wrong? Old Jin?"

"Bao Feng Trading Company" had three main departments: Heaven, Earth, and Human, each overseen by two to three senior managers. Jin Yongsheng was the most senior manager in the Human department, rumored to be shrewd and extremely difficult to deal with. Although they were now at the same banquet and seemed to be on the same side, whether they were truly allies or enemies was still uncertain. His sudden intervention at this moment made Li Yanfeng curious about his purpose.

Yan girl, who is that... Although the surrounding sounds were chaotic, Li Yanfeng took these words to heart.

Just as he was contemplating, Jin Yongsheng suddenly exerted force from the street side slightly behind him, his figure swirling like a hurricane, plunging into the smoke and dust. Li Yanfeng thought he would be slow and deliberate, given his age, but he didn't expect his attack to be so violent and decisive. The person in the crowd would probably be captured and violated by the old man, leaving him no chance to interfere.

This thought flashed through his mind.

From the crowd beside him, someone threw off their cloak and met Jin Yongsheng head-on. In the next moment, the whistling of fists erupted in rapid succession. Li Yanfeng raised an eyebrow, able to discern the nuances of the opponent's boxing technique and destructive power just by the sound. In the smoke, the two figures collided.

...

Jin Yongsheng suddenly saw Yan Yunzhi and prepared to quickly capture her and end everything, but he didn't expect that as soon as he charged forward, a counterattack came from the fog.

The whistling fist arrived before his eyes. He was also a seasoned veteran, reaching behind him and fiercely swinging out a dark and heavy iron abacus that spun rapidly.

The abacus in Jin Yongsheng's hand was called the "Mount Tai Abacus," and it was also the origin of his nickname from his years in the jianghu. This iron abacus was an unconventional weapon, made heavy and rough. Rotating it in his hand was like a millstone, and swinging it could easily break bones and crush heads. When wielded skillfully, it could also be used as a shield to block attacks, or to seize an opponent's weapon using the gaps in the abacus beads. At this moment, he swung the abacus like a millstone, grinding towards the opponent's fist and even head.

The person throwing the punches was heavy and swift. The first two punches avoided the heavy abacus swing, followed by a shift in posture, with fists, elbows, chops, and strikes arriving in rapid succession.

Jin Yongsheng's Mount Tai Abacus had a dense offense. Most people, seeing his age, assumed he had a slow and deliberate fighting style. However, relying on the weight and unconventional nature of the iron abacus, his attacks were always a series of preemptive strikes, catching the opponent off guard. But the person in front of him was agile, with punches as fast as lightning. With the heavy elbow strikes and swings, his arms were clearly protected by metal, which crashed against the iron abacus with heavy and violent sounds.

As soon as the two sides exchanged blows, they immediately launched fierce attacks against each other, trying to gain an advantage through brute force. In the blink of an eye, the smoke was filled with roaring thunder and torrential rain, and the white smoke billowed and surged.

As the abacus in his hand crashed against the opponent, a name suddenly flashed through Jin Yongsheng's mind: Fanziquan.

This was a boxing style passed down by "Iron Arms" Zhou Tong. It was said that the "Eight Flashes Flip" in the boxing style emphasized agility, but the offensive between punches emphasized a burst of rapid strikes, as crisp as a string of firecrackers. In his old age, Zhou Tong's martial arts were extraordinary and transcendent. He often only explained the secrets of this boxing style in theory. As for actual combat, there was rarely anyone who needed him to dodge and flash, let alone anyone who could withstand his "punches like a torrential rain, as crisp as a string of firecrackers."

Zhou Tong taught many apprentices when he was stationed at the Imperial Boxing Academy, but most of those who later became famous were skilled in using spears and staffs. As for those in the jianghu who claimed to be proficient in Zhou Tong's boxing style in recent years, they often only had a superficial understanding, missing the essence. However, the person in front of him was not only fierce and swift with his punches, like a torrential rain, but his close-range steps and dodges were also extremely agile. He had perfectly combined the offensive boxing style with footwork and movements, obtaining the essence of "Iron Arms" boxing principles.

"Good—"

Jin Yongsheng shouted loudly, and the swings, smashes, blocks, and parries of the abacus in his hand became even more rapid. He could now be considered a local hero in the jianghu. Although he usually focused on intrigue and dealing with practical matters, he had never stopped cultivating his martial arts. At this moment, he was both eager to test his skills and driven by pride. Both sides were using their full strength, and the destructive power unleashed in the smoke in a short period of time was terrifying.

After such a short exchange, Jin Yongsheng shouted, "Little Dan!"

Dan Lifu, another manager from Bao Feng Trading Company who had come this time, was already walking towards this place. Not far away, Li Yanfeng tapped and flicked his staff, directly knocking away the steel whip and mace in the hand of the woman named Ling Chu, sending her straight towards Meng Zhutao, and also walked towards the crowd in the smoke.

With blood staining her shoulder, Meng Zhutao grabbed her junior sister's shoulder as she staggered towards her, fixing her gaze on the sudden outburst of fighting in the smoke.

The figures in the smoke were shadowy and indistinct. Yan Yunzhi was being pulled backwards by "Han Ping," and the other party's calm voice rang in her ears.

"There are too many of them... Don't get entangled..."

"After you make a move, find an opportunity to run towards the second alley ahead... Take care of yourself, don't worry about us..."

Han Ping said, "Is that clear?"

"...Clear."

The other party's words were calm, and Yan Yunzhi nodded calmly.

She heard "him" laugh and say, "Good."

At this time, Li Yanfeng was carrying his staff and walking towards this side. Although there was smoke scattering on the road, with his skill, he could still accurately notice the positions of certain figures in the crowd with a glance, leaving an impression. He swung his staff in the air, directly knocking a blindly running passerby in front of him rolling away.

On this side, just after Han Ping's words fell, Yan Yunzhi felt him release her hand, then pulled down a long, strip-shaped cloth bag beside him, turned around, and faced Li Yanfeng.

At this instant, Li Yanfeng, holding the staff in one hand, lowered it and switched to holding the middle section with both hands. In the smoke, a spear tip suddenly leaped up, silently bursting out.

Li Yanfeng fiercely flicked the front end of his staff, blocking the spear's thrust, and then swept the back end towards the front. The spear tip retracted like a phantom. In the moment of emptiness, the low hum of the spear came from the smoke.

After just one exchange, the continuous spear shadows danced like an angry dragon, rushing and roaring out. Yan Yunzhi ran to the side, feeling that the surrounding space was roaring.

On this side, Li Yanfeng raised his long staff, blocking and striking back at almost the same speed in the roaring spear shadows. The spear shadows and figures erupted towards the center of the street in an instant. Li Yanfeng ran and fought, and the two people's fight reached its peak in an instant, crackling and popping – countless sounds in the blink of an eye. The smoke and dust on the street were rolled up, and millions of dragons and snakes were frantically leaping and stirring on the street!

The people on the street watched the scene that suddenly broke out.

The fierce fighting continued. A figure silently and swiftly rushed towards the rear of Li Yanfeng, taking advantage of the smoke to deliver the short sword in his hand in an instant. When Li Yanfeng sensed the danger, the blade of the short sword was almost approaching his neck.

At this moment, the "Monkey King," who could also be considered a veteran of hundreds of battles, shouted "Ah—" and fiercely exerted force on his feet, tumbling out of the battle in a wretched manner. His figure rolled several times on the street, almost rolling to the other side of the street before stopping. The road after the rain was full of sewage, and his figure looked particularly embarrassing when he stood up.

The figure who had used the spear to attack wanted to pursue, but the dart in the hand of Dan Lifu, the manager of "Bao Feng Trading Company," had already swept across the night sky. The dart's back was tied with a chain, drawing a large circle in the smoke and flying back to his hand, making a threat towards this side.

Not far away, Jin Yongsheng and the fist fighter who made a move finally separated after a round of fierce attacks. Jin Yongsheng's figure retreated two zhang away, turning the abacus and holding his hands behind his back. He took a long breath into his mouth, and then exhaled it slowly, and some smoke dissipated around him.

The irrelevant pedestrians on both sides of the street were still running. In the dissipating smoke, Li Yanfeng, Jin Yongsheng, Dan Lifu, Meng Zhutao, and the two suddenly appearing fist fighter and spear wielder also walked a few steps each. The two suddenly appearing figures were not too old, but one had fierce punches, and the other had a spear like a dragon. Purely in terms of skill, they were already among the best in the greenwood.

Li Yanfeng had previously stood in the center of the street, blocking people from escaping with his staff, how majestic. At this time, his body rolled in the dirty water on the roadside, and for a while, he could not see his joy or anger. He just shouted in a deep voice, "Good skill! Who are you, dare to report your name!?"

The young man using his fist walked pacing his feet in the smoke and laughed out loud: "I am... your long-lost father!"

Everyone present knew that Li Yanfeng's father, Li Ruoque, was trampled to death by cavalry commanded by the demon Ning Yi in the past. Hearing this sentence at this time, their expressions were strange, but naturally no one answered. Answering was equivalent to forming a feud with Li Yanfeng.

Li Yanfeng just sneered.

In the crowd not far from Li Yanfeng, Yan Yunzhi, who had just delivered a sword, began to walk towards the distance.

Jin Yongsheng, who seemed to be confronting the fist fighter on the other side of the street, suddenly looked over and opened his mouth: "Little Dan, leave them behind."

Also, after this sentence, the people on the street moved almost at the same time.

Jin Yongsheng rushed towards Yan Yunzhi's direction.

Li Yanfeng, seemingly angered by the fist fighter's words, also exerted force fiercely, shouting: "Can you escape?" He actually turned his gaze towards Yan Yunzhi's side.

The dart that was slowly rotating in Dan Lifu's hand suddenly moved, suddenly expanding along an irregular path, shooting towards the two enemies.

Meng Zhutao sighed, waved the iron ruler, and strode forward, shouting: "'Congregation of Resentment' listen to the order, hold these people back—"

His shout was like thunder, and on this side, the young man using his fist picked up the stone drum on the street, and with a roar of "Ah—", he threw the stone drum towards Jin Yongsheng. He saw that the stone drum swept across the street in a roar, and then smashed into a store on the other side of the road with amazing power, and the debris splashed.

He roared, "Old thing, can you run away!?" His figure had already rushed, like a galloping chariot.

The figure using the spear in the heart of the street also threw himself at Li Yanfeng at this moment, and almost the same shout as Meng Zhutao was issued: "Everyone, run away—"

Several voices drummed out on the street.

Before and after this long street, hundreds of people watching the excitement or greenwood people with ulterior motives were awed by the majesty of a large group of masters, and gradually began to give up resistance and gather on the roadside. At this moment, several masters on the street suddenly rushed out, and the scene was chaotic again. Under the dual stimulation of Meng Zhutao's "hold these people back" and the spear wielder's "everyone, run away", the crowd on this section of the street suddenly exploded again. Some people who had given up the idea of resistance and did not want to have their identities checked took the lead in running along the dark places on the side of the street towards the distance.

Yan Yunzhi ran wildly.

At this moment, she did not know whether the two benefactors, Han Ping and Han Yun, who were behind her, could leave smoothly, but in any case, she must go first, because she understood that staying here would only be a burden.

At the same time as the riots broke out on this section of the street, at the other end of the long street, You Hongzhuo and Liang Si Yi were running through the streets with two sabers and a sword.

Chen Jue and Qiu Changying tried to intercept them. Around the streets, the remaining lackeys also began to greet them one after another. Several "Undying Guards" were hacked to the ground by You Hongzhuo's whistling and ferocious saber light. Their fighting also caused the surrounding pedestrians to begin to take the opportunity to escape. For a time, the chaos spread.

In the fierce fighting, blood was seen almost in the blink of an eye. Liang Siyi's Peacock King Sword was wide open and closed. She had also long adapted to a similar battlefield environment, resisting the attacks of Qiu Changying and others on the one hand, and deliberately led the enemy to places with more people on the roadside, creating chaos as a bargaining chip to reduce the opponent's numerical advantage – most of these people on the roadside were not ordinary passers-by. Once impacted by the battle group, they would never stay foolishly in place and wait to die, but would disperse like a school of fish, and then run to the distance with a broken jar. Many people fought with the lackeys of the "Undying Guard" and "Congregation of Resentment" halfway.

When it came to fighting with abandon, Liang Siyi realized that the saber in You Hongzhuo's hand was much more terrifying than he had shown in the past. Many times, he only saw his single saber advancing like the wind, resisting the offensive of Chen Jue and Qiu Changying almost by himself, and the "Undying Guard" lackeys who came to kill on the roadside were often hacked to the ground with one saber.

Chen Jue and Qiu Changying, who were fighting against the two, had a deeper feeling in their hearts. When fighting against this man using a single saber, the most terrifying thing was that his rhythm was particularly uncomfortable, often three or four sabers were as fast as lightning, desperately slashing out, and when it came to the next saber, the first half of the saber was still fast, but the second half seemed to be abruptly missing a piece. When one spear or saber failed, the other's offensive would arrive in front of you.

Everyone had practiced martial arts for half their lives, often turning the movements of fighting into conditioned reflexes in thousands of training sessions, but the other party's saber was often fast and slow at critical moments, giving people an extremely twisted and strange feeling, like a missing piece of the moon in the sky. Reacting according to the moment, they were caught off guard and had been hit several times. Fortunately, they were also veterans who had fought for many years. In a short period of fighting, both sides had seen blood, but it was not considered serious.

As You Hongzhuo and Liang Siyi ran, the fighting group spread forward. "Sky Saber" Tan Zheng watched this side. As he walked all the way, he laughed loudly when he got closer: "Good saber technique, this friend has understood the way of fast and slow, round and missing in the saber. In time, he may achieve great success... It's a pity."

As soon as he said the three words "It's a pity", his figure rushed forward, stepping across a distance of several zhang like a phantom. The long saber came through the sky. He only heard a sound of "Ping——" and slashed You Hongzhuo out with the saber, along with his saber.

"The key to the way of round and missing lies in bringing the opponent into your own rhythm with the method of preemptive attack." Tan Zheng said indifferently, "Although it is easy to know and difficult to do, it is not difficult to crack after understanding."

Previously, in a round of fighting, Chen Jue and Qiu Changying led a large number of lackeys, but they had only fought a back-and-forth situation with the two people. At this time, Tan Zheng slashed You Hongzhuo away with one saber, and his talk was really unparalleled. On the other side, Liang Siyi hacked a person to the ground with the Peacock King Sword. She was also stabbed, and blood splattered. She seemed to be unaware, turned around and attacked Tan Zheng.

"Dozens of people take turns to come over. It's embarrassing for you old man to be so noisy—"

She was usually stern and spoke little, but at this time, the killing seemed to arouse her bloody nature, and she shouted out.

Tan Zheng smiled and sighed, waving his saber to block the opponent's offensive: "Girl, if you don't die today, you will know what it means to have dozens of people take turns to come over."

While speaking, Liang Siyi slashed with her saber and sword like a wheel. Chen Jue attacked from the side. Behind him, You Hongzhuo flew back, and said, "Tan Zheng, your opponent is me!" He switched positions with Liang Siyi, back to back, and greeted the attacks from all sides in an instant.

…

When the situation at both ends of the long street began to boil, there were still many people standing outside the battle group, watching the chaotic situation on the street.

Not far from the chaotic scene, in a side alley, two figures were sneakingly checking the body of the man on the ground.

"Oh, this person's nose is rotten."

"Let me see, let me see... Wow, it's so disgusting..."

"Amitabha..."

"The person isn't dead, what's the point of chanting scriptures? Hurry up, take off his pants..."

"Amitabha is not chanting scriptures, it is a monk's mantra... His pants are wearing so tight..."

"Their Undying Guard's clothes and pants are all like this, messy, but they look grand..."

"But is he a little tall..."

"The two fools before were taller, it's okay, if I'm a little taller, I'll wear them..."

The two were sneaky, rustling and giving people undressing and stripping, which took a long time.

In the darkness, you can see that these two young heroes are heroic and energetic. It is obvious that they are the "Martial Arts Alliance Leader" and "Great Sage Equal to Heaven" who came all the way to join in the fun and find trouble for the "Wheel-Turning King". They carried delicious pancakes in their pockets along the way, detoured around several gathering points for bad guys, and found this alley to sneak in. When they approached the alley entrance, they knocked over two sentries who were probably arranged here by the "Congregation of Resentment" to block people. After a while, the two rushed out of the alley entrance, only to see that the streets were in chaos. There was a lot of excitement to watch.

Not far from the alley entrance, they found another "Undying Guard" lying on the ground. The light in the alley was dark, and it was not clear how the two people they had knocked down were dressed up. At this time, the light was brighter, and Long Aotian, who had received various combat training, came up with a plan and discussed it with his sidekick, the little monk.

"...I used to learn disguise... Today, anyway, I have to do a big job, so we have to make full preparations... Like this and that... We will take off his clothes, if we can't escape when we are chased, I will pretend to be an Undying Guard, just to catch you, and then swagger out from among the bad guys... I tell you, the Chinese army did this when fighting the Jin army..."

The little monk's eyes were full of worship: "Big brother knows so much."

"That's right, that's right, I've wanted to do this once for a long time..."

They dragged the poor "Undying Guard" member lying on the ground back into the alley and stripped off his clothes and pants.

"It's so lively outside, I just heard the name of that Li Jianfeng."

"It's true that we came to the right place, but we agreed, this time we have to be low-key, don't startle the snake."

"Well, there are many bad people outside..."

"So you have to listen to my command. We will first secretly pretend to be fools, mix in with the crowd, and wait until we see who Li Jianfeng is, then ambush him on the way back, hehe..."

"Big brother, he is very skilled in martial arts, do you want to wait for him to go home, and we will blow him up with that dynamite barrel?"

"It's hard to grab dynamite barrels... And if you blow up the place, there's no way to write on the wall..."

"Amitabha, that's right."

The two were having a conversation that would surely cause Li Yanfeng to have a blood rush to his head if he heard it. Someone shouted on the street outside: "...Who is coming? Dare to report your name?"

The reply: "I am your long-lost father!"

The sound of this conversation made the two people's eyes light up, and Long Aotian admired it: "Oh... this is good, this is good, I will say this next time..." particularly cherishing each other.

It was also after this conversation that the shouts on the street were like thunder, and an even more intense fight had begun. The two quickly peeled off the clothes and pants of the unlucky ghost whose nose was broken. Before they were finished peeling, someone rushed into the alley. These were the scattered crowd. Seeing that the alley entrance was unguarded, five or six people poured in, and they were stunned when they saw the two figures in the alley.

The people outside did not know which side was inside. If it was the "Wheel-Turning King's" men, they would inevitably have to fight to pass, and the two people here also jumped up and were slightly stunned. The little guy said: "Big brother, should we fight?"

The big brother slapped the little guy on the head: "They are not bad guys... Ah, we are also good people, we are also running away..." He pulled up the little guy and turned around and ran, waving his hand, "Our own people don't fight our own people."

Many times, such a narrow encounter is not a matter of position. It was because the alley was narrow, and two people with unclear identities were blocking here, so they would inevitably fight each other. The Martial Arts Alliance Leader had deeply understood the world. Seeing that there was a great excitement in front of him, he still decided to be low-key, so as not to fight inexplicably with five or six fools here, and expose himself first.

While running, he said to the little monk: "We will go around the front and come back." The little monk understood and admired his strategy very much.

In front of this dark alley was a dead end with walls, but if the wall at the end was climbed with good lightness skills, the other side of the wall was a yard, and the two people had sneaked over from here. At this time, mixed in with this group of people, they pretended to have mediocre lightness skills, and climbed out rolling and crawling. They pretended to be pigs and eat tigers among these people, and they felt quite interesting.

After climbing over the wall and reaching the back of the yard, the two also helped a person who had difficulty climbing over the wall, and then ran along the mud behind the house to the front. At this time, the fireworks order of the "Undying Guard" exploded in the air again. Someone seemed to be fighting on the roof not far away, and someone accidentally broke the roof and fell into the building. Everything was very lively. Long Aotian walked side by side with a figure, and enthusiastically pointed out the way to them: "You run over there, go around and you can get on the avenue."

He smiled and glanced at the other party. The other party also turned his head and looked at him. The two ran out a few steps, and then looked at each other again.

The fireworks in the sky were turning into embers and falling.

The people running around turned to the side, preparing to run to the yard exit not far away. Yan Yunzhi's face suddenly turned pale. She stopped. Long Aotian also stopped. In the next moment, Yan Yunzhi's pace suddenly窜 One zhang behind, the sword pointed up.

The little monk ran to the front, and stopped again: "Wh, what's wrong?"

Yan Yunzhi over there was like seeing a ghost, and gnashed her teeth: "You, you..."

Long Aotian also looked at her, and hesitated for a moment. He explained to the little monk: "She is the woman who harmed me and was slandered. Look at her slingshot sword, dong... it pops out."

"Ah." The little monk glared his eyes, "She is that... woman from Shishibao?"

"Well, she is Shishibao's adulterer." Long Aotian whispered.

"What should we do?"

"Calm down, I have to think." Long Aotian embraced his chest with one hand, and held his chin with the other. Then he looked at the other party: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"You falsely accused..." Yan Yunzhi's eyes seemed to be with tears, "Soiled my reputation..."

"Stain... I soiled your reputation? Obviously you are the bad guys! You are with Shishibao, and you are with the people of Tongshan!" Long Aotian was accused, and almost jumped up. At the moment, he accused and accused him.

"Who said I am with them—" Yan Yunzhi said with a suppressed voice.

"Uh... isn't it? Still want to quibble! You are clearly..."

"You fart! I killed you——"

The woman clenched her teeth and was about to attack. In the past few days, she had thought many times about the scene when she tried to fight this person, but at this time it became a reality, and she was a little uncomfortable. Also at this moment, in front of the yard outside, someone whistled and landed. Several people running in front seemed to be frightened, and there was a burst of uproar, but the figure was holding a long staff, and went straight to it.

Falling into Li Yanfeng's eyes was the situation of the three figures confronting each other.

His mind was meticulous and deep. He had been suspicious of Jin Yongsheng's words, and at this time he quickly recalled Bao Feng Trading Company's recent actions and everything related to "Yan girl". The interests represented by this Yan Yunzhi were not small. If she could be taken down today, she would have a bargaining chip for trading with Bao Feng Trading Company in the future. In any case, it was a business that could be done.

The two people who appeared on the street over there were skilled, but in any case, they were still young, and although they encouraged many people to take advantage of the chaos to escape, even if they did their best, they could only temporarily hold Meng Zhutao, Jin Yongsheng, Dan Lifu and others. He had taken a step ahead and climbed on the roof, and took a shortcut to intercept.

At this time, seeing this Yan Yunzhi - thinking about the news that the other party was insulted or released by his side, which was equivalent to manipulating the whole situation with one hand, and playing with Bao Feng Trading Company, it could be called a feat to say it - he could not help but be delighted.

When people traveled the world, martial arts was only a small part of it. What really made him feel proud was the ability to stir up the situation in Tongshan, eliminate dissidents, and make the Li family the first in Tongshan in just a few years. What he yearned for was the ability to manipulate people's hearts and the situation like his enemy, the demon.

What is the pattern of victory and defeat in the greenwood worth?

At the moment, he slowed down, put his stick on the side, and walked over steadily. In the dim light, only the greenwood owl laughed loudly, "This seat is happy today, and irrelevant people, let you live. Let's go."

Yan Yunzhi held up his sword and faced him. The two figures over there were a little confused for a while, and stood still in front of this man's momentum. Both Long Aotian and the little monk were thinking: Who is the irrelevant person?

Li Yanfeng frowned, and then perhaps he found the loophole, and his stick stopped on the ground.

"This seat is 'Monkey King' Li Yanfeng! Today, I am only here to leave this person." His finger raised slightly, pointing at Yan Yunzhi, "Why don't you leave!?" He didn't even look at the two figures.

The two figures still did not move. They looked at Li Yanfeng, because the other party raised his hand, and they looked back at Yan Yunzhi together, and then looked back at Li Yanfeng.

The little monk stretched out his finger and poked his side: "He, he, he... is Li Jianfeng."

"Well, well, I heard it."

"What should we do..." the little monk asked in a low voice.

Their agreed plan was clearly to find the other party to settle accounts when no one was there tonight, so as not to fight on the street today and kill the innocent indiscriminately. At this time, the plan had not yet begun, and it died...

Li Yanfeng was full of momentum. He thought that after saying his name, the two onlookers would run away. However, after two breaths, the two passers-by standing on the side did not move. He looked over, and then found that the two people's eyes were also staring at him.

Six eyes相relative, a strange embarrassment.

Li Yanfeng's cheeks twitched, and he muttered in his heart: "It's evil, there are really all kinds of fools tonight..." When he blocked the street before, there were a few fools who had nothing to do, but they had to rush over to be beaten black and blue by him. At that time, he was intimidating people, but he also felt that these people were stupid and disgusting. At this moment, without bystanders, he only hated this group of fish.

Then, he saw the taller young man on the opposite side stretch out his hand and point to this side: "Why do you want to catch her?"

This voice sounds... a bit innocent.

I fuck your father.

What does this have to do with you——

The backyard was quiet, the autumn, after the rain, this night, there was a tsunami in Li Yanfeng's heart, but his eyes were calm and did not let anyone know.