My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 141 Night Battle with Lu Yan!

"Stinky boy, no one has dared to call me little old man, either Buddha or grandpa!"

Jiang Xunzheng yawned. He seemed to be asleep just now, and he had already noticed that Li Huaifeng had sneaked in.

"Let's call him Buddha!" ​​Li Huaifeng said with a curl of his lips.

"Isn't it okay to call me grandpa? You've all come to live in my house, and you won't be a family from now on!"

Jiang Xunzheng smiled slightly, and put away the gun hidden under his body. He had already made two preparations, that is, to prevent someone from being assassinated.

"Buddha, you have misunderstood my relationship with the little fox, I really have nothing to do with her!" Li Huaifeng said distressedly.

"What? You despise my granddaughter?" Jiang Xunzheng frowned, and said displeasedly: "My granddaughter wants to have a good appearance, a good figure, good knowledge and self-cultivation. You can marry her and laugh secretly, little girl." jerk!"

There were three black lines on Li Huaifeng's head, and he said desolately: "I don't seem to be here to propose marriage!"

"I didn't say I want to marry you, but I just remind you from my experience that my grandson is a dragon and a phoenix. Now you have a chance, you have to seize it. After this village, there is no such shop!"

Jiang Xunzheng said seriously, maybe it was forced by the situation, which made him very concerned about Jiang Manxin's life events.

"Let's talk about business. The Jiang family has been in constant trouble. How long are you going to pretend to be dead?" Li Huaifeng asked.

"Wait until the enemy reveals its feet and the spies reveal their flaws!" Jiang Xunzheng was there, making Li Huaifeng unable to understand what the other party had behind him.

During the conversation, Li Huaifeng suddenly heard a sparse sound on the roof, although it was very light, it could not escape the ears of the Bing King.

"Someone!" Li Huaifeng pointed to the top, Buddha immediately understood.

At this time, it was past two o'clock in the night, when normal people were in a deep sleep and their alertness was at their lowest, a team of patrolling bodyguards in Jiang's inner house were also listless. They had just walked out of the inner courtyard, but they didn't notice any murderous intent in the darkness.

On the roof of the second floor, Lu Yan led five elites under him, wearing night clothes, and made a gesture of action. The four elites immediately jumped to the east and west rooms, holding their pistols and waiting for them.

Lu Yan and one of them jumped down lightly, hurriedly, and sneaked into Jiang Xunzheng's room through the window.

The room was quiet, except for Jiang Xunzheng who was on the bed, he couldn't hear any wind and grass.

"Behead!" Lu Yan ordered coldly.

The subordinates immediately pulled out the sawtooth sabers and came to the Buddha, intending to pierce his heart.

"You two young men, you don't want to make such a bad face for actually attacking the little old man!"

Li Huaifeng got out from under the bed like a ghost, and grabbed the killer's wrist.

The killer was wearing a Beijing opera facial makeup, although the disguise was excellent, but he was still startled by the sudden appearance of Li Huaifeng, with a shudder in his brows.

"Go to hell!" The killer yelled and was about to attack, when he heard a bang, the whole arm was twisted in a spiral with great force.

The humerus of the upper arm and the ulna of the forearm burst into two sections.

Li Huaifeng didn't even look at it, breaking someone's arm seemed to be a common occurrence, he pushed the killer's wrist with a push, and cleverly snatched the saber from the opponent's hand.

"The guy is nice, but the person isn't great!"

Li Huaifeng got up and kicked the killer flying like a spinning top. He sat on the bed and lit a cigarette, and said casually, "Are you going to chat first, or just start fighting?"

Lu Yan stood upright, his heart beating faster, but not to the point of panic. Li Huaifeng appeared as he expected, but it was unexpected to appear under Jiang Xunzheng's bed.

What is he doing hiding here alone late at night?

Lu Yan didn't think he was protecting the other party, but he didn't have time to analyze it carefully.

He didn't say a word, his hands were in the shape of claws, and he opened his fighting posture, like Muay Thai kicking hands, or ancient martial arts boxing, which is very different from the usual way.

Li Huaifeng threw away the military thorn, his wrists and ankles creaked, and he wanted to meet this mysterious man who didn't look bad for a while.

Lu Yan took the lead in launching the attack. He was known as the God of War in Zhonghai, the number one general under Chu Jianghai's command, and he was by no means an empty name for Lang. The famous masters who were defeated by him, counting dozens of people, had a better reputation than the blood-drinking Jiuzhilong back then.

In his opinion, Li Huaifeng is a master, but by no means a master on par with himself.

His two eagle claws seemed to contain crushing power, his legs were flexible and brisk, and he rushed to Li Huaifeng in an instant.

Pupu, two piercing sounds sounded, and Li Huaifeng's chest and shoulder blades were scratched violently, so fast that it was dazzling.

"Good skill!" Li Huaifeng shouted loudly, without any fear, on the contrary, he was even more eager to fight.

The strong man standing at the top is lonely, and this kind of loneliness cannot be understood by ordinary people.

Li Huaifeng himself is a martial artist, so he can climb to the peak of the king of soldiers. He has a thirst for knowledge when confronting masters. It is more real and expectant than sex on the bed, not a taste.

He clenched his iron fist tightly, and the two of them exchanged at least sixteen moves.

With a vigorous move, the majestic voice exploded in the empty bedroom.

Even Jiang Xunzheng, who had his eyes closed on the bed, was attracted by the fierceness and toughness of the fight between the two.

He is an old Jianghu, so it is natural to see that the strength of these two people is first-class.

Lu Yan's eagle claws moved extremely fast, with a bang bang bang, three consecutive iron claws scratched and grabbed the mahogany coffee table, and the ten-centimeter-thick table was scratched and cracked. If a human bone fell into his hands, it would inevitably be crushed. Years of child skills, a killer weapon practiced.

Li Huaifeng's fighting spirit was stronger, he hadn't encountered such a strong opponent for a long time, and his strength was comparable to that of the man named Lin before, it seemed that Zhonghai Jianghu was more complicated than he imagined.

Bang bang bang, the two of them tossed and twitched, and with a click, the hinged door was kicked to pieces by Lu Yan, and the two of them were beaten from the bedroom to the courtyard.

"Enemy attack, immediately protect the Buddha!" ​​The bodyguards in the mansion noticed something unusual, and two teams of ten people rushed over in an instant.

As soon as they ran to the yard, the four gunmen hidden above were firing continuously, three or four bodyguards were shot and fell down, and the rest of them sought cover with objects, and a fierce gun battle broke out in an instant.

Jiang Manxin, Jiang Zhongguo, and Jiang Yinan were having a meeting in the side hall, when they heard this voice, they hurried out. Seeing the intense gun battle between the upper and lower rooms, their bodies trembled instantly.

Looking at the courtyard again, Li Huaifeng and a mysterious man were fighting fiercely. The fist-to-foot combat was even more violent than a gunfight. The situation was quite chaotic.

Dang clang clang, Li Huaifeng and Lu Yan fought for sixty rounds, and the exchanges between the two sides were inseparable.

Li Huaifeng looked like a battle madman, the layers of clothes on his body were torn, revealing perfect explosive muscles.

He didn't feel tired at all, and the more he fought, the more courageous he fought, and the harder he fought, giving people the illusion that he was getting better.

Although Lu Yan did not lose the wind, he was extremely shocked in his heart. In the three years since he came to Zhong Hai, he had killed countless masters even himself, but none of them was as difficult to deal with as the man in front of him.

He tried to play with [-]% strength at first, thinking that he could figure out the opponent's cards, and later he raised it to [-]% strength, but felt that the opponent was unfathomable. Now he is fighting with all his strength, and he was surprised to find that winning the opponent seems to be something beyond his own ability. outside things.

Is it because I am not in a good condition today?

There was already a layer of cold sweat on Lu Yan's forehead, and he was in an embarrassment of overdrawn physical strength.

With a bang, Lu Yan kicked out and collided with Li Huaifeng's fist, taking advantage of the momentum to distance him by more than four meters.

"Quick retreat!" Lu Yan made a decisive decision, and the killer above covered him with heavy fire.

With his legs stretched out, he stepped on the upright with a run-up, and with two slaps, he jumped onto the three-meter-high roof, as swift as a cheetah, trying to escape.

"I haven't fought enough, where are you going?" Li Huaifeng frowned, faster and pursued the victory.

But as soon as he took a step, a person rushed out of the door and sternly shouted: "Don't chase after the poor, it's important to protect the righteous father!"

Seeing someone approaching, Jiang Zhongguo was overjoyed and shouted: "Boss, you are finally back!"

The person who came was the head of the Eight Great Vajras, who rode his horse and howled the west wind, leaving no trace of blood. Jiang Dafo master sat down the first fierce general, Jiang Xiaofeng.

Jiang Xiaofeng was in his early thirties, with a Chinese character face without anger and prestige, walking with a domineering arrogance, quite the style of a general.

He is much younger than the second child, Jiang Zhongguo, but he can be ranked first among the Eight Great Vajras. His reputation is outstanding, which shows that his strength and means are extraordinary.

"It's just a group of thieves, it doesn't matter if you let it go, let's go and see the condition of foster father!"

Jiang Xiaofeng took the hand of the third younger brother, strided inside, passed by Li Huaifeng, and nodded to him, with an incomprehensible taste in his deep eyes.

(End of this chapter)