Unexpectedly, this guy with dark skin was so fierce. The man in the shirt was shocked and immediately rushed towards Canglang with a loud shout.

If you want to successfully rob Dudu and Xiaoxiao as planned, you must first kill Canglang!

As soon as the figure shook, a strange and cold aura suddenly burst out from the man in the shirt, like a poisonous snake living in the shadows all year round. His sharp fangs were gloomy and cold. He had just two steps in front of Canglang. His hands alternated instantly, with one hand becoming a claw and the other hand becoming a fist, and he even attacked Canglang's face and middle chest at the same time!

Canglang took a sudden step back, his upper body leaned back with all his might, and one leg was instantly raised and blasted out. Calculated by the length of the legs and arms, the shirt man would definitely be kicked without waiting for the attack of the man in the shirt to arrive first.

The man in the shirt didn't seem to want to fight Canglang hard. On the side of his body, he actually avoided Canglang's straight kick. His hands changed and grabbed Canglang's shoulders.

Canglang was slightly shocked. The man in shirt was not as powerful as him at this moment. According to the conversion of the Chinese Kung Fu level, the man in shirt had reached the mid-stage of the legendary master.

But despite this, Canglang was still seventy-sixth-minute sure to keep the man in the shirt. In terms of close combat, except for the monster Chen Tian, ​​Canglang had never been afraid of anyone.

With a cold smile, Canglang let the man in the shirt rush to him, but he didn't wait for the man in the shirt to grab Canglang's shoulder. Canglang turned around suddenly, punched out his right hand, and fisted, hitting the man in the shirt's ribs.

The man in the shirt has used his moves at this time, and he has nowhere to leverage his strength to change his moves. He knows that he can't avoid this attack, so he can only try to retreat and distance.

boom!

With a dull impact, the man in the shirt felt a burning pain in his ribs, and the strong impact force made him take a step back. The man in the shirt was shocked, as if he hadn't expected this black guy to be so powerful. If he hadn't tried his best to keep the distance, the blow would have broken his ribs.

After one blow, Canglang did not give the man in the shirt a chance to report it. He made another move with his footsteps, and punched out his fists one after another, like a high-swinging hammer. It was powerful and the storm was hard to resist.

The man in the shirt raised his arms to block it, but the violent force smashed his arms open and directly hit his chest. The dull impact made him practice retreating, his body was overturned, and he hit the wall behind him with a bang!

At the same time, Canglang swung his right leg and hit the man in the shirt's head. All the movements were done in one go, flowing, and there was almost no stop. His moves were fast and cruel.

The man in the shirt looked terrifying and ferocious. He stomped his feet and flashed a distance from Canglang. He reached behind his right hand and pulled out a bright samurai sword from his guitar bag.

The blade is sharp and the cold is overwhelming.

With a knife in his hand, the man in the shirt's breath was sharper and more sinister than before, and his momentum actually reached a peak. With a grim smile, the man in the shirt held the knife in both hands and slashed over, like mercury pouring, and the cold light was pressing!

Canglang's pupils contracted and he retreated violently. No matter how much he was conceiving his fighting ability, he did not dare to fight head-on with the weapons. It was just that his colleague who had retreated, the man in the shirt had followed closely, and the samurai sword in his hand swept across the situation. The sharp blade broke through the space and approached quickly.

With his body as he tried his best to bow, and in the midst of lightning, a short-blade wolf teeth slid out from his right sleeve.

Wolf Teeth is a must-have identity symbol for everyone who hires Wolf Teeth. Although Canglang usually does not like to use Wolf Teeth in combat, the Wolf Teeth Dagger is like their identity proof and has never left them.

"Bang!"

The golden sword hit the alley with a crisp sound. The dagger in Canglang's hand barely blocked the sweeping samurai sword and burst out a series of sparks. Even so, the sharp samurai sword tip still cut his clothes, leaving a slight wound of about ten centimeters on his stomach!

Fortunately, he blocked it in time, otherwise if this move was hit, even if Canglang did not die, he would end up being cut open and cut off.

Seeing the wounded wolf, the man in the shirt seemed to be getting braver as he fought, as if a wild beast, waving his samurai sword and rushing up again, approaching step by step.

Now the weapon is shorter than the other party, and it is in the alley. Almost a long sword of the man in the shirt blocks all dodging routes. Canglang cannot come forward rashly, so he can only hold the wolf teeth in his hand to make defense and moves to resist!

Ding Ding Dangdang, and in an instant, the two of them blasted several moves. The man in the shirt relied on his advantage of his weapons, and each time he held the knife with both hands and waved the sword heavily. Canglang held the wolf's teeth tightly in his hand, his arms were trembling slightly, but his face was as cold as ever, and he did not force hard work. He was waiting for an opportunity to appear, a man in the shirt could not meet the strength.

Because according to the current slashing and strength of the man in the shirt, even if he is only in his thirties and is full of energy, he will not be able to support him for long.

Sure enough, after just a few dozen seconds, the man in the shirt who had slashed more than a dozen times suddenly raised his sword with both hands. But at this moment, Canglang saw that his degree had slowed down. Although it was still dazzling, it left a gap.

It was this gap that Canglang bent a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his body instantly sided, avoiding the blade of the man in the shirt from the side, and bending upwards with his body, his whole body was arched and bullying, and his feet suddenly burst out when he was approaching the man in the shirt. The wolf teeth in his hand were like a sickle in the hands of the god of death, and flashed across the shirt's neck.

At such a close distance, the shadow of death was shrouded. The man in the shirt was obviously startled. He had no time to withdraw his long sword to block it. His body rotated violently. At the critical moment, he used his back to block the thunder attack of Canglang. The samurai sword in his hand swept across the wall and drew a deep gully.

"puff!"

The dagger stabbed into the man's shoulder of the shirt. Canglang pressed his right hand hard and took the opportunity to cut out the man's shoulder of the shirt, leaving a bloody wound.

However, because the man on the shirt had a guitar bag blocking the back, although the wound was bleeding profusely, it was not very deep and had not had a great impact on combat effectiveness.

It seemed that the man in the shirt responded so quickly and missed the opportunity to kill with one blow. At this time, the man in the shirt had already swept around and swept across.

Canglang instantly lowered his head and bent down, rushed over from the other side of the man in the shirt. At the moment when he crossed the man in the shirt, he punched the man in the shirt with his left hand.

The man in the shirt shook his body suddenly and took two steps back!

The scene was a bit strange at this time. Canglang was standing inside the alley, while the man in the shirt was blown by him and stood at the entrance of the alley. The two of them happened to change positions. Canglang was about to block the man in the shirt just now, but now it has become a man in the shirt, blocking Canglang's retreat.

Neither of them acted rashly without permission, and seemed to have reached a balance of right at this moment. Once they took another move, they would be thunderous and would kill with one blow.

After a few minutes of fighting, more people watching the fun were surrounded by the alley where there were no one. The man in the shirt looked cold and seemed to know that it was impossible to rob Dudu again today. So he snorted coldly and stuffed his long knife into his guitar bag, covered his wound and quickly merged into the crowd and left.

Canglang did not pursue him. First, he didn't know if this was the other party's lure away from the mountain. Second, many people have already seen the battle here, and it is probably not long before the police will arrive. If you don't leave now, you'll be more troublesome.

At this time, Ning Xiaoxiao seemed to see through the glass that Canglang had finished the battle, but Dudu walked out of the snack bar.

"Let's go home!" Canglang picked up a large pile of shopping bags he threw on the ground, protected Dudu and Ning Xiaoxiao and left quickly.

Back at the beauty apartment, Chen Tian sat alone in the yard. Ning Xiaoxiao knew that Canglang must have something to say to Chen Tian, ​​so she obediently took Dudu upstairs.

"What's wrong? Are you following me?" Although Canglang covered the wound on his abdomen with his clothes, Chen Tian still saw something strange at a glance, his breath was unstable and his breathing was uneven!

Canglang clicked, lifted his clothes and looked at Chen Tian's wound, "It's an island Japanese, and it's not weak, it's equal to me, and he fought and ran away!"

Chen Tian's eyes tightened, "He actually hurt you?"

Chen Tian knew Canglang's fighting strength. Ordinary masters could not be Canglang's opponents at all, let alone hurt Canglang. It seems that Meichuan Neiku did bring capable people here this time, no wonder he dared to be so arrogant.

"Well, he was not feeling well. I punched twice and stabbed him in the shoulder."

Chen Tian grinned, "It seems that the boy Meichuan Neiku is not giving up. If I don't go to trouble him, he will be like a dead dog biting me!"

Canglang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Do you want me to do him tonight?"

"You go and treat the wound first, and then wait until Feilong comes back in the evening!"

Canglang nodded and went to treat the wound by himself. As a mercenary who often traveled through the war, he could still deal with this kind of physical injury by himself.

"Dad, dad, come and see the clothes that sister bought for you." Dudu shouted with his little hands waving his hands in the room.

Chen Tian smiled and walked into the room and saw that Ning Xiaoxiao had already taken out her clothes, which was a light gray casual outfit.

"Hey, it's really good. The little girl is the best for us. I'll agree to you any reward you want!"

Ning Xiaoxiao blinked, "I really agreed to everything?"

"Uh..." Chen Tian was stunned, "Isn't it because I asked me to agree to you, right? Could it be a little too sudden?"

Ning Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Suddenly you are so tall, I don't want you to agree with me. I just heard that you and Long Yun plan to set up a construction company?"

"Well, yes, I'm about to tell you about this. You don't go out shopping tomorrow. Take the people from the Long family to recruit."

"Recruitment? OK, but what I want to tell you is not this, I plan to..."

"You are planning to go to a construction company to work, right? No problem, how about you, I will give you a general manager?" Chen Tian agreed. Anyway, Long Yun had said this, and Chen Tian happened to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, hey!

"Uh..." Ning Xiaoxiao was confused for a moment, unable to believe it, "You asked me to be the general manager?"
Chapter completed!