He Has a Dragon

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Hong Burang has ended up in such a miserable situation today. In the final analysis, the most suitable word is to bully others.

If he hadn't been chasing after him fiercely and wanting to put Wang Le to death, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

I believe that if Wang Le loses today, then Hong Burang will wash away the so-called shame and avenge his great revenge. He will be so high-spirited.

In the final analysis, it still echoes the old saying: The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. This has been true since ancient times.

What's more, this is a fight to the death, where only one of the two can survive, and there is no room for mercy or sympathy.

Because the other party does not die, your family will fall into a state of overthrow and destruction.

So at this time, Wang Le, who had walked into the empty alley and was invisible, was very cold and ruthless.

Tonight, if Hong Bu lets him die, he, Wang Le, will have trouble sleeping and eating. In the days to come, he will spend every moment in fear because he is afraid that the other party will lose to him and will target Xiao Yuanfang and his wife, the Mu family, and even Jiangnan. Fatty and Xu Xingen are helpless relatives and friends.

By then, no matter how powerful Wang Le's personal force is, he will be unable to save himself from the fire if he can't break the fire from far away!

Back to the subject, Hong Burang was leaning against the alley wall at this time, his chest heaving violently, and his bloodless face showed pain and even regret.

He couldn't help but regret that he rushed to China from the United States this time and only brought two yellow-level martial arts masters from his clan. If he had made more preparations and invited two or three more xuan-level martial arts masters like him, then today's The ending will definitely not be like this.

But there has never been any regret in the world about taking medicine, and this time is like going eastward, never to return. Now there is no use regretting it even if it means life and death.

The only thing that can be done now is to escape with one's life, first go to the ancestral land to find the treasure that can prolong the life of the ancestor, and then return to the United States to regroup, wait until the injury is healed, and then fight back to China to avenge today's revenge!

"Wang Le, I will come back!" Hong Burang calmed down his fierce breathing, suppressed his frustration, forced himself to lift his spirits, and growled in the dark empty alley with unforgettable hatred in his eyes.

Immediately, Hong Burang stepped away from the wall, stood up straight, and quickly walked toward the exit at the other end of the alley, which was illuminated by street lights.

"There is no need to come back. You can stay in Sijiu City. I will choose a place with beautiful scenery for you!"

Just when Hong Burang was about to reach the exit of the alley, Wang Le's disembodied and murderous voice floated into his ears in the darkness, and he couldn't help but turn around and look behind him.

"As a martial arts person, being sneaky is nothing. You can come out with certainty!" Hong Burang forced himself to use his innate power to activate the ancient defense technique, and then said with a cold snort.

At this time, Wang Le, who was invisible, remained unmoved. He let out a chuckle and replied nonchalantly: "I have given you a chance to fight in an open and fair manner before. Now that you are on the road to escape, I will use all means to pursue you." In the end, it’s understandable.”

When Hong Burang heard what Wang Le said, his dignity as the head of the Hong family was severely trampled once again. He couldn't help but grow angry and roared: "You are a despicable villain, you will only use these third-rate methods!"

At this time, Hong Burang was extremely aggrieved. Back in Hong Kong Island, Wang Le, a villain, did not dare to confront him head-on. He almost lost his hair with dozens of grenades. Now he is hiding in the dark, ready for sneak attacks anytime and anywhere. .

Suddenly, Hong Burang, who was very vigilant, felt a cold wind sweep across his face, and saw the invisible Wang Le rising into the air, tapping the wall with his toes, and swung out the special military thorn in his hand, which was swift and extremely vicious. The ground was inserted into Hong's left eye!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, although Hong Burang couldn't see the invisible Wang Le or the specially-made military thorns coming from the attack, he also knew that the opponent's target was the vital part of the head.

Immediately, he saw Hong Burang pressing one side of his body against the wall to avoid Wang Le's attack.

Then Hong Burang's knees bowed slightly, his feet and ankles exerted force, his body jumped up, and he rose up against the wall, quickly hiding above it.

Seeing this, Wang Le, who was already in mid-air in the alley, kicked the walls of the buildings on both sides of the alley and used the force to jump up, pursuing him relentlessly.

"Boom!"

Wang Le's iron fist, which was originally intended to hit Hong Burang, was dodged. It was unable to recover and directly hit the concrete wall, making a dull and harsh sound. The fine earth and rocks fell down one after another as the fist was pulled out of the wall.

Hong Burang, who had dodged a blow, was no longer as brave as before. He had no intention of fighting back. He only focused on escaping. Besides, he couldn't find the target if he wanted to attack, because Wang Le, who was invisible, moved erratically. , moving very quickly in the air, as if walking on the ground.

In this way, Hong Burang and the invisible Wang Le chased back and forth in the mid-air of the dark empty alley. Wang Le held tightly the specially-made military spur that was made invisible by the power of the PoWan FaYanLong, like a poisonous snake's Snake Xinzi, in silence, hesitated and stabbed Hong Burang's vital parts with great ferocity.

With a "pop" sound, Hong Burang couldn't dodge, and the special military thorn that Wang Le held tightly in his hand caught the gap and inserted it into the opponent's abdomen.

Hong Burang was in severe pain in the air and almost lost his balance. He stepped on the wall and fell down from a height of more than ten meters in the alley.

At the critical moment, Hong Burang swung out his hand and transformed into an eagle's claws and latched into the wall to stop the falling momentum. At this time, he was only three meters away from the ground, narrowly avoiding the tragic fate of being smashed into bones.

Wang Le, who was invisible, saw that Hong refused to bleed. He was like a shark smelling blood. The fierce light in his eyes suddenly rose, as if it was about to turn into reality. He turned over in the air, with his feet facing up and his head facing down. Holding the military thorn in his hand, he continued to chase Hong Burang below.

At this time, Hong Burang, who had become a frightened bird, keenly felt the murderous aura above his head, like a dark cloud pressing down on him.

In the blink of an eye, Hong Burang's scalp was about to explode. He understood that now was the time to fight desperately. If there was any more hesitation, then next year today would be his memorial day for Hong Burang!

While thinking about it, Hong Burang just kept doing nothing. He raised his head, opened his mouth, and spit out the mini scimitar weapon that exuded a bright white light from his mouth again.

In an instant, the mini scimitar weapon swelled up in the storm and became more than one meter in size. However, the light it emitted was no longer as dazzling as before, and its dejected state was clearly visible.