"Be careful!" Meng Lang hurriedly wanted to step forward to help, but his vision blurred.

"Bang!" Yuan Li flew back and hit the guardrail again.

The sharp weapon in his hand dropped to the ground with a clang, and he covered his abdomen and curled up into a shrimp, obviously badly hurt.

"Hiss!" Meng Lang took a breath.

I knew that Yan Weiwei was powerful, but I didn’t expect that she was so powerful?

I thought it would be a three-hundred-round battle, but I didn't expect to defeat my opponent in one round. How about the former detective captain?

Apparently the director didn't get enough money?

What he doesn't know is that the Twelve-way Tan Kick, also known as the Twelve-way Dan Kick, is known for its ferocity and instantaneous explosive power. When fighting against others, the victory or defeat is often decided in an instant.

Different from the showy martial arts, this kind of martial arts passed down by Yan Weiwei's family can be called a "national martial arts" specially used for actual combat.

Of course, the reason why Yuan Li was so inexperienced was because he was successfully attacked by Meng Lang earlier and his left arm was injured. Even his vision was affected, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

But now is not the time to marvel.

When Meng Lang saw that the opponent was injured and stiff, he immediately took out something like a flashlight and wanted to step forward to apply the wound.

But the wheels of history are turning again...

Yuan Li, who seemed to be lying on the ground in pain, suddenly stood up, and then reached into his arms with his right hand.

The next moment, the black gun was pointed at Yan Weiwei.

"careful!"

Even though he had been mentally prepared, Meng Lang felt a rush of death when facing the gun, and instinctively rushed towards Yan Weiwei, who was already frightened.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!