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Chapter 290 Old Friend

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    0290 old friend

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    Before Yang Yang understood what was going on, his body suddenly slumped.

    His left calf was cut off and he fell directly to the ground!

    "Ahhh! My legs!"

    Yang Yang wailed, but Liao Yang stood up crookedly and walked to Yang Yang carrying the sword.

    "Japanese swordsare quite fast."

    Liao Yang smiled with blood on his face.

    "don't want¡­¡­"

    Before Yang Yang could finish speaking, Liao Yang's knife had already penetrated his neck, penetrated his throat, and nailed him to the ground.

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    Yang Yang¡¯s eyes widened, he struggled twice, and finally stopped moving at all.

    ""

    The cheers stopped, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

    What kind of street fighting king is just a pitiful guy in front of a real master!

    "Fuck! It really doesn't work!"

    After Gu Lan saw it, he couldn¡¯t stop cursing in his heart.  What kind of thing did the Jinfu Gang find and give away to their heads?  If he loses his equipment, he can fatten up Liao Yang!

    Liao Yang stood there with the sword on his shoulder, and his eyes were starting to get a little dark.

    His body was shaking slightly, and the sound of his own heavy breathing could be heard in his ears.

    "It's so pitiful."

    A voice rang in Liao Yang's ears. Liao Yang suddenly trembled and turned to look in the left direction.

    A short man with a crew cut wearing a Chinese tunic suit stood there at some point.  He looked ordinary, except for a terrible scar that crawled on his face like a bug.

    "who?"

    Liao Yang asked subconsciously.

    "Didn't you hear what the host said, Liu Bo?"

    The man grinned, "It's just a pseudonym. You can call me whatever you want."

    While he was speaking, he was playing with a coin in his hand, but kept staring at Liao Yang.  Liao Yang had a feeling that he was being targeted by hunters, which made him slightly uneasy.

    "That's not right"

    Liao Yang knew that his thinking was a little slow. He suddenly understood and looked at Liu Bo.

    "You are a killer"

    "Hey, how did you find it?"

    Liu Bo was a little surprised, "There is something."

    "bad mood."

    As Liao Yang spoke, he stretched out his trembling left hand and took out a crumpled box of cigarettes from his pocket.

    "That old man is quite powerful I don't want to give away 300,000 yuan"

    "You should be a powerful person."

    Liu Bo bowed slightly to Liao Yang, "But I got an advantage today."

    As he spoke, he suddenly popped out the coin and hit Liao Yang in the face.

    Liao Yang knew the exact same method.  While holding the cigarette in his mouth, he raised his sword and hacked away the coin.

    The next second, Liao Yang felt severe pain in his left shoulder.  Liu Bo didn't know when his hand was already on Liao Yang's shoulder.

    Tiger claw?

    He actually used this skill, and with just a little force, he broke Liao Yang's left arm with a snap!

    Liao Yang took advantage of Liu Bo's secret joy, opened his mouth, turned out a blade with his tongue, and spat it out at Liu Bo!

    Poof!

    The blade pierced Liu Bo¡¯s eye directly, causing Liu Bo to scream in pain!  The blood almost obscured Liu Bo's sight!

    And the next second, Liao Yang had grabbed the sword and slashed it down Liu Bo's head!

    Card!

    The sword was stuck on Liu Bo¡¯s Tianling Cap, but his head had been split open!  The killer who was just proud turned into a corpse in the blink of an eye.

    "It's troublesome"

    Liao Yang kicked Liu Bo down, grabbed his left arm with his right hand, pulled it up, and straightened the dislocated left arm.

    "But this alignment is only temporary, and some follow-up treatment is needed, otherwise Liao Yang's left arm will still have some problems even if it grows well.

    "Liu, Liu Bo is also dead"

    This time, even Shen Donghai couldn't calm down, and there were some fluctuations in his voice.

    "It's actually a bit surprising However, Liao Yang doesn't seem to be in a good condition, and he seems to be falling down at any time."

      "Damn, damn, damn!"

    Ancient blue -eyed beads are also red, a 37 killer in the black list, is this cold?  He is a bullshit killer, he talks so much nonsense, he is just rubbish!  No, no, Wang Wanru cannot be allowed to win no matter whateveneven if she has to pay a heavy price

    He looked at Liao Yang, a crazy light flashing in his eyes.

    Under his gaze, Liao Yang leaned against the weapons rack next to him, took a puff of his cigarette, and then coughed out blood.

    "Liao Yang, surrender!"

    Xia Qingcheng grabbed the railing and shouted at Liao Yang who was not far away, "Quickly replace me!"

    Liao Yang glanced at her, then looked at the other side and sighed.

    "No waythisis not someone you can deal with"

    While talking, a man in sportswear slowly walked over.  He was wearing a black hood, which covered his appearance, making it impossible to tell what he looked like.  However, he was tall, nearly two meters tall, and as strong as an iron tower.  His arms alone are as thick as someone's legs.

    "Alev, is that you?"

    Liao Yang asked directly.

    "it's me."

    The other party spoke pure Chinese, but the moment he took off his hood, he aroused exclamations from those around him.

    This guy is actually a foreign devil!  And judging from the golden beard on his face, he is still an old man?

    "I thought you were dead long ago."

    Liao Yang changed his words to Russian. As he spoke, he took off a two-meter-long red-tasseled gun from the weapons rack next to him and weighed it in his hand.

    "I also thought you were dead long ago."

    While Alev was talking, he also selected a Western-style chain hammer from the weapons rack, turned it around twice in his hand, and tested the weight.  Then, he took off another shield and held it in his left hand.

    "You are so strong, but you still use weapons, are you embarrassed?"

    Liao Yang complained.

    ¡°There¡¯s nothing embarrassing about killing someone.¡±

    Alev said expressionlessly, "What's more, you are a butcher. I can't wait to deal with you with a Gatling in my hand."

    "That's too polite of you."

    Liao Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "We are all descended from the Red Ghost, and our training methods are the same. What do you have to be afraid of?"

    "Fart, that's what I thought back then!"

    Alev¡¯s expression finally fluctuated, and he seemed a little painful, ¡°I think I¡¯m taller and stronger than you! But I can¡¯t beat you every time, which makes me very distressed!¡±

    He stood there and took a deep breath, "However, this suffering is finally over. Today, you will die here."

    "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't be able to get what you want today."

    "It doesn't matter what you said."

    The two people looked at each other, walked around each other, and chatted in Russian.

    Xia Qingcheng watched from the side, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot!

    "What the hell are they talking about? No matter, Liao Yang, listen to me and replace me on stage!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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