Chapter 4358
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The micro punch without a magazine is a scrap iron. Burmese men don't care to take a scrap iron to influence themselves. The right-hand boxer pulls his left hand back, holds a sharp dagger in his left hand, and stabs Liu Ning.
Liu Ning still knows a lot about the ferocious thugs around the drug dealer, because he himself is also the thugs around the drug dealer, but they can't leave the cold defensive weapons, the other side has them, he also has them.
The difference is that the other side is not injured, the action is not affected, and his arm is shot, the action force is affected to a certain extent, the action is inevitably afraid of stagnation.
"Bang!"
In the first round, they met each other on the dagger blade. At the same time, they found that the other side had a dagger in his hand. Liu Ning bent down to avoid the dagger from the other's left hand, but did not avoid the other's fist.
The fist hit his shoulder hard, and the force was as big as a boulder falling from the sky. The whole right arm of his shoulder was shaking, and the blood in his right arm was like a small blood snake winding down his arm.
Left handed!
He's left-handed.
"You, who are you!" The Burmese man opened his mouth coldly. The dagger kept stabbing in front of him. His right hand slowly touched the waist that was scratched at the moment of the fight.
Liu Ning, who stooped to avoid the dagger, scratched the other side's waist with a strange gesture, holding the dagger with the tip of the dagger stained with blood. Liu Ning glanced at the other side's trouser bag with dark blue light, opened his mouth coldly in the local language of Myanmar, "take brother Kun's money to honor his enemies and kill brother Kun's people. Who are we
Wu Jinkun's people!
The Burmese man said coldly, "it turns out that it's the people around Kunge. Kunge is good at it. He also sends the people around him to Lina. No wonder brother Kun will take people up the mountain this time. It turns out that we have an inner ghost around us! "
"Wrong, she was Kunge's man from the beginning. How could she be an inner ghost?"
Liu Ning said, taking the initiative to launch an attack. The other side's constant questioning is obviously to delay time for Lina. I think Lina on the other side of the mobile phone has heard clearly. He who should cooperate has finished cooperating and can solve the problem well!
Both of them have daggers in their hands. At the same time, they try their best to fight the sharp weapons in each other's hands. With the cover of the night, both fists and daggers are stabbed at each other's vital points.
Either you die or I live to fight. Every move is ferocious.
In the mountain, Lina clenches the cell phone that hasn't finished the call. All around the pupil are bloodstained people from Wu Jinkun!
The Chinese girl who has been pretending in front of her for several months is Wu Jinkun's side!
"No wonder she learned Burmese in less than three months. She would have said it from the beginning! No wonder I can always do my job well. I haven't been beaten once. I have been specially trained! "
Li Na grinds her teeth as she holds her cell phone. Her gloomy voice is twisted and squeezed out of her lips. "No wonder Wu Jinkun came back from Laos and started to make small movements. He knew that I was the general's side..."
Lana, the driver, obviously didn't expect it, but it's no surprise to think about it.
She said a few words in a low and cruel voice, and smiled coldly, "since it's brother Kun's side, there's nothing terrible."
"Yes, ang Wen's ability makes people around the general a little bit afraid. Wu Jinkun's people are too proud of him." Lana, the driver, stooped slightly. The voice of the sand was like that of a viper gliding through the rough bark. His hair was creepy.
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The micro punch without a magazine is a scrap iron. Burmese men don't care to take a scrap iron to influence themselves. The right-hand boxer pulls his left hand back, holds a sharp dagger in his left hand, and stabs Liu Ning.
Liu Ning still knows a lot about the ferocious thugs around the drug dealer, because he himself is also the thugs around the drug dealer, but they can't leave the cold defensive weapons, the other side has them, he also has them.
The difference is that the other side is not injured, the action is not affected, and his arm is shot, the action force is affected to a certain extent, the action is inevitably afraid of stagnation.
"Bang!"
In the first round, they met each other on the dagger blade. At the same time, they found that the other side had a dagger in his hand. Liu Ning bent down to avoid the dagger from the other's left hand, but did not avoid the other's fist.
The fist hit his shoulder hard, and the force was as big as a boulder falling from the sky. The whole right arm of his shoulder was shaking, and the blood in his right arm was like a small blood snake winding down his arm.
Left handed!
He's left-handed.
"You, who are you!" The Burmese man opened his mouth coldly. The dagger kept stabbing in front of him. His right hand slowly touched the waist that was scratched at the moment of the fight.
Liu Ning, who stooped to avoid the dagger, scratched the other side's waist with a strange gesture, holding the dagger with the tip of the dagger stained with blood. Liu Ning glanced at the other side's trouser bag with dark blue light, opened his mouth coldly in the local language of Myanmar, "take brother Kun's money to honor his enemies and kill brother Kun's people. Who are we
Wu Jinkun's people!
The Burmese man said coldly, "it turns out that it's the people around Kunge. Kunge is good at it. He also sends the people around him to Lina. No wonder brother Kun will take people up the mountain this time. It turns out that we have an inner ghost around us! "
"Wrong, she was Kunge's man from the beginning. How could she be an inner ghost?"
Liu Ning said, taking the initiative to launch an attack. The other side's constant questioning is obviously to delay time for Lina. I think Lina on the other side of the mobile phone has heard clearly. He who should cooperate has finished cooperating and can solve the problem well!
Both of them have daggers in their hands. At the same time, they try their best to fight the sharp weapons in each other's hands. With the cover of the night, both fists and daggers are stabbed at each other's vital points.
Either you die or I live to fight. Every move is ferocious.
In the mountain, Lina clenches the cell phone that hasn't finished the call. All around the pupil are bloodstained people from Wu Jinkun!
The Chinese girl who has been pretending in front of her for several months is Wu Jinkun's side!
"No wonder she learned Burmese in less than three months. She would have said it from the beginning! No wonder I can always do my job well. I haven't been beaten once. I have been specially trained! "
Li Na grinds her teeth as she holds her cell phone. Her gloomy voice is twisted and squeezed out of her lips. "No wonder Wu Jinkun came back from Laos and started to make small movements. He knew that I was the general's side..."
Lana, the driver, obviously didn't expect it, but it's no surprise to think about it.
She said a few words in a low and cruel voice, and smiled coldly, "since it's brother Kun's side, there's nothing terrible."
"Yes, ang Wen's ability makes people around the general a little bit afraid. Wu Jinkun's people are too proud of him." Lana, the driver, stooped slightly. The voice of the sand was like that of a viper gliding through the rough bark. His hair was creepy.
The micro punch without a magazine is a scrap iron. Burmese men don't care to take a scrap iron to influence themselves. The right-hand boxer pulls his left hand back, holds a sharp dagger in his left hand, and stabs Liu Ning. Liu Ning still knows a lot about the ferocious thugs around the drug dealer, because he himself is also the thugs around the drug dealer, but they can't leave the cold defensive weapons, the other side has them, he also has them. The difference is that the other side is not injured, the action is not affected, and his arm is shot, the action force is affected to a certain extent, the action is inevitably afraid of stagnation. "Bang!" In the first round, they met each other on the dagger blade. At the same time, they found that the other side had a dagger in his hand. Liu Ning bent down to avoid the dagger from the other's left hand, but did not avoid the other's fist. The fist hit his shoulder hard, and the force was as big as a boulder falling from the sky. The whole right arm of his shoulder was shaking, and the blood in his right arm was like a small blood snake winding down his arm. Left handed! He's left-handed. "You, who are you!" The Burmese man opened his mouth coldly. The dagger kept stabbing in front of him. His right hand slowly touched the waist that was scratched at the moment of the fight. Liu Ning, who stooped to avoid the dagger, scratched the other side's waist with a strange gesture, holding the dagger with the tip of the dagger stained with blood. Liu Ning glanced at the other side's trouser bag with dark blue light, opened his mouth coldly in the local language of Myanmar, "take brother Kun's money to honor his enemies and kill brother Kun's people. Who are we Wu Jinkun's people! The Burmese man said coldly, "it turns out that it's the people around Kunge. Kunge is good at it. He also sends the people around him to Lina. No wonder brother Kun will take people up the mountain this time. It turns out that we have an inner ghost around us! " "Wrong, she was Kunge's man from the beginning. How could she be an inner ghost?" Liu Ning said, taking the initiative to launch an attack. The other side's constant questioning is obviously to delay time for Lina. I think Lina on the other side of the mobile phone has heard clearly. He who should cooperate has finished cooperating and can solve the problem well! Both of them have daggers in their hands. At the same time, they try their best to fight the sharp weapons in each other's hands. With the cover of the night, both fists and daggers are stabbed at each other's vital points. Either you die or I live to fight. Every move is ferocious. In the mountain, Lina clenches the cell phone that hasn't finished the call. All around the pupil are bloodstained people from Wu Jinkun! The Chinese girl who has been pretending in front of her for several months is Wu Jinkun's side! "No wonder she learned Burmese in less than three months. She would have said it from the beginning! No wonder I can always do my job well. I haven't been beaten once. I have been specially trained! " Li Na grinds her teeth as she holds her cell phone. Her gloomy voice is twisted and squeezed out of her lips. "No wonder Wu Jinkun came back from Laos and started to make small movements. He knew that I was the general's side..." Lana, the driver, obviously didn't expect it, but it's no surprise to think about it. She said a few words in a low and cruel voice, and smiled coldly, "since it's brother Kun's side, there's nothing terrible." "Yes, ang Wen's ability makes people around the general a little bit afraid. Wu Jinkun's people are too proud of him." Lana, the driver, stooped slightly. The voice of the sand was like that of a viper gliding through the rough bark. His hair was creepy.
