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Meeting Liu Haoran's gaze, Jin Zhening smiled lightly and nodded slightly.

Liu Haoran's eyes lit up, he turned around and shouted:

"Boy, who do you think you are! Is Brother Ning someone you can call whenever you want? If you want to see Brother Ning, pass me first."

Saying that, Liu Haoran bent slightly and rushed out.

Liu Haoran's speed can be described as fast, in the blink of an eye Zhao Qingfeng had already flashed Liu Haoran in front of him.

I saw Liu Haoran's face turned cold, and he held a knife in both hands, and suddenly chopped down from top to bottom.

Seeing that the visitor was not kind, Zhao Qingfeng didn't dare to be careless. The horizontal knife took Liu Haoran's knife, kicked back with one foot, and quickly retreated.

Liu Haoran took advantage of the victory and pursued, rushed forward a few steps, and slashed at him again.

Just listen to clang!clang!clang!

Zhao Qingfeng did not show any weakness and went straight to meet Liu Haoran's blade. Although it was daytime, the confrontation between the two blades still produced sparks.

The two separated with their knives on top of each other, and then rushed forward in a swarm.

Liu Haoran, as a former special soldier, is definitely not bad at his skills, but Zhao Qingfeng, who is on the other side, is not a good person either. To be able to climb to his position in the old man's gang, brains and skills are also essential.

Jin Zhening here only saw the two of them go through a few tricks, and then understood Zhao Qingfeng's strength. He chuckled and said:

"This Zhao Qingfeng's skills are not ordinary, he can fight Lao Ran on a tie."

Ah Xue on the side nodded slightly, watching the battle situation on the side, and said:

"The Old Man's Gang attaches great importance to Zhao Qingfeng, and he can be regarded as one of the top celebrities of the Old Man's Gang. It's not easy to take advantage of him if I fight against him."

Jin Zhening gave a questioning "Oh" and continued:

"Is he not the only celebrity in the Old Man's Gang?"

Ah Xue smiled lightly and said:

"Of course, how can a veteran underworld gang like the Old Man's Gang not have a few capable assistants? Zhao Qingfeng is one of them. Those old guys can't be beaten anymore. These people are theirs now. Puppet, if the six elders of the Old Man's Gang step down, then the remaining high-level members of the Old Man's Gang will take over the positions of the six elders, but there are only six elders, and there are more than six high-level celebrities."

Jin Zhening put his hands in his pockets, loosened his neckline, and said lightly:

"That's okay, we'll see each other one day."

Ah Xue didn't say anything, and silently watched the duel between Liu Haoran and Zhao Qingfeng.

At this time, Liu Haoran and Zhao Qingfeng were fighting fiercely. Both of them had several skin wounds that were bleeding, and their physical strength was also extremely exhausted. While breathing in the fresh air, they carefully observed each other's movements. , I am afraid that I will lose to the opponent.

There was a flash of cold light, and the machete in Liu Haoran's hand had already been slashed out, but the knife in Zhao Qingfeng's hand was not idle, and it slashed straight at Liu Haoran's head.

The two shot directly at each other's vital points, but the two were always firm, and they didn't have the slightest intention to fight back and dodge.

Hearing "Clang!", Liu Haoran and Zhao Qingfeng stopped their hands one after another. At this time, the expressions on their faces were not good-looking. Liu Haoran suddenly stepped back, and Zhao Qingfeng also quickly stood up. Neither of them made a sound. , but Liu Haoran yelled "ah".

Liu Haoran's shoulder was already oozing bright red blood, while Zhao Qingfeng on the opposite side was fine, it was just that his clothes were cut open by Liu Haoran's knife.

Just now, the two men came straight to each other's vital points with their swords. Liu Haoran realized the danger and stepped back first, leaning his body to avoid Zhao Qingfeng's attack, but Zhao Qingfeng didn't give Liu Haoran a chance to catch his breath. With so much force, Liu Haoran couldn't dodge his knife.

Sure enough, Liu Haoran's saber only touched Zhao Qingfeng's clothes due to his defense, but Zhao Qingfeng's saber slashed straight at Liu Haoran's head. It fell on Liu Haoran's shoulder.

Liu Haoran's shoulder was cut to pieces, and the blood soon soaked into half of his clothes. Liu Haoran supported his shoulder with one hand, while still tightly holding the machete with the other hand.

Seeing that Liu Haoran was injured, Jin Zhening here couldn't help frowning, while Ah Xue who was beside him secretly gritted his teeth and said softly:

"Boss, tell Lao Ran to come back! His shoulder injury is not serious!"

Jin Zhening thought for a while, and seeing Liu Haoran's persistence, he still shook his head and said:

"With Lao Ran's personality, if he is called back now, he will not be reconciled."

Hearing Jin Zhening's words, Ah Xue's brows also frowned, and he wanted to rush forward to help Liu Haoran, but in the end, Ah Xue's rationality overcame his impulse, he didn't move, and just waited and watched.

Seeing that Liu Haoran was injured, the surrounding blood soul gang members gathered around, ready to step forward to help Liu Haoran withdraw, but Liu Haoran waved his hand to stop them, and instead of letting them do it, he handed the machete in his hand to him. next to the little brother.

Liu Haoran took off his coat, wrapped it around his injured shoulder a few times, and tied it tightly with his teeth.

It could be seen that Liu Haoran was seriously injured. When the wound was tied, a trace of pain that could not be concealed by reason appeared on Liu Haoran's face, but Liu Haoran did not fall down, but stood up resolutely.

Zhao Qingfeng and the others on the opposite side were also taken aback. They didn't expect Liu Haoran to be so persistent when he was injured. Judging by his plan, he wanted to continue fighting!

But Zhao Qingfeng admired Liu Haoran as an Englishman in his heart, but he couldn't say that in his mouth.

"Boy, you can't do it anymore. You can still stand up after being stabbed by me. You are worthy of being the leader of the Blood Soul Gang Rantang, but now you have lost. Quickly ask your boss Jin Zhening to come out and fight me."

Liu Haoran laughed, the sinister smile on his face was not hidden at all.

Reaching out to take the machete from the younger brother beside him, Liu Haoran took a long breath and said in a low voice:

"It's just a knife, am I not dead yet?"

Zhao Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, it seemed that this Liu Haoran didn't want to give up, as the saying goes, the brave are afraid of death, Zhao Qingfeng felt a chill in his heart, and unconsciously tightened the knife in his right hand.

And here Liu Haoran walked towards Zhao Qingfeng slowly with a knife in his hand.

Zhao Qingfeng gritted his teeth fiercely, and raised his knife to meet him.

Liu Haoran slashed horizontally, without blinking his eyes, and went forward with the knife in one hand, avoided Zhao Qingfeng's blade with one knife, and slashed Zhao Qingfeng's arm with the backhand.

Liu Haoran's cold knife was very fast, Zhao Qingfeng felt a pang, and retreated abruptly, the speed of avoiding the arm was naturally not as fast as Liu Haoran's knife, but he avoided Liu Haoran's blade, and was scratched by the sharp tip of the machete The epidermis of the arm.