Jiang Minghao clearly showed the optimism of the soldiers at this time. Under such hard fighting and life-and-death situations, he can still amuse everyone. This shameless, shameless, and arrogant and self-righteous character makes him aside. Yang Hongren, who was smoking a cigar and watching the game, couldn't help but smiled, and nodded appreciatively, but he did not stop it, as if he had to let his subordinates and Jiang Minghao decide the outcome.
"Dad, please, let Along stop fighting!" Yang Liu knew that Along was only obedient to her father Yang Hongren. She simply knelt in front of Yang Hongren, crying and begging:
"Your daughter, I am a policeman, you encourage your subordinates to fight like this, knowing the law and breaking the law, what do you let your daughter do..."
Before Yang Liu could finish, Yang Hongren, who had big ears and a dragon tattoo on his head, snorted coldly, and said to himself:
"Huh, damn it, after raising you for so many decades, in the end, this cabbage was willing to let other pigs buckle, and just buckle, take care of the black land that gave birth to you!"
"amount·······"
Why doesn't Yangliu understand? These few words that Yang Hongren suddenly popped out were nothing more than saying that she had a lover and forgot her father, making her, a rich and beautiful policeman, be speechless for a moment, but before she turned her mind to respond, Yang Hongren secretly glanced at it and cried. The daughter with red and swollen eyes, tearful of tears, couldn't help but feel distressed, and immediately chilled her voice, pretending to be jealous and comforted:
"Why cry, why don't you cry, isn't your lover a good one, and I didn't see the last finger or something, mother, it's really not a female college student, huh!"
When Yang Liu heard his father’s words, he immediately understood that Yang Hongren would not let Aaron hurt the male god in his mind. But looking at the current situation, he has already hurt an instructor from a border town. If Aaron and this Jiang again Ming Hao continued to fight, but the end result could only be both loses and both sides were not pleased, and she knew his father too much, if he really wanted to stop it, he would have let Along stop.
So Yang Liu could only hold back the cry, wipe away the tears, and wait quietly for Yang Hongren to change his mind.
A woman is always more sensible than rational. Maybe it is Yang Liu who has come too easily. Maybe she is only thinking about her own male god. Where does she know the difficulties of men? Especially the difficulties of his father? If fragility is synonymous with women, then fragile fools are synonymous with women who are caught in a whirlpool of emotions.
How does Yangliu understand the mind of Yang Hongren, a real estate tycoon who started from the bottom of the house? If he accepts his daughter’s proposal, it means that he has openly turned his back on his partner Zhao Ritian. He alone is not Zhao Ritian’s opponent at all, so he must confirm whether the young man in front of him, Jiang Minghao, has this. The strength comes to challenge the incomparable, even Zhao Ritian who has great ambitions.
This is a gamble, a gamble that takes his own wealth and life as a bet. Yang Hongren must be cautious. He must know whether the young man in front of him can let him use up all he has, and even put his family's life on the gamble. capital.
Just now Jiang Minghao poured all his energy into the punch, and he was still slightly at a disadvantage. This was indeed out of Jiang Minghao's accident. How could his character, who never suffers a loss, use his own weakness to fight against the advantage of the victim? Especially the gunshot wound on the right shoulder. The wound had already been torn apart by the shock. The pain was so severe that it had completely affected my punches.
Jiang Minghao simply pulled out the Falcon Wing Saber on his waist and held it back in his hand. At this moment, he suddenly remembered in his mind that he had pierced the head of a wild boar with a knife in the forest. No matter how strong the opponent's stick is, his body can resist the attack. No matter how strong it is, after all, it is a flesh and blood body, how can it withstand the blade of the Falcon Wing Saber? Even if he takes out the stab wrapped around his arm, his level of strength higher than the opponent can also make the Falcon Wing Saber's power reach the level of iron-cutting, which immediately transforms to use his own advantage against Aaron's bottom level. Weak.
"Bang..."
As if it was the pressure of Mount Tai, Jiang Minghao suddenly stepped out, his body shrank slightly, and his sword was placed across his chest in a defensive state. His whole aura rose sharply, as if the injury he had suffered before was killed by his body at this moment. Cover it all up, making the people around you feel palpitation.
But Jiang Minghao knew in his heart that although he had a certain advantage in realm, he was not sure to win the opponent, especially the tactics of military assassination. He knew nothing about it, so he couldn't use it as the fastest and most effective. Defeated by the way, and will not immediately resort to relying on strength to increase the power of the saber.
"rub······"
At this moment, a sound of metal and leather rubbing suddenly sounded, and it was very clear in the deadly atmosphere of this living room. I saw the back of Aaron's right arm, a black military thorn like a dragon coming out of a hole. The ground burst out, as if a spiritual creature suddenly appeared in Aaron's hands.
"call······"
Along stance, holding a military thorn, pointed at Jiang Minghao’s forehead with the tip of the thorn. He is murderous. He does not have the attitude of defensive and temptation like Jiang Minghao. Destroyed, just stopped.
In fact, both Jiang Minghao and Aaron knew that the fastest and most effective way to kill was not with fists or sabers, but with guns. But now it is in China, and it is at Yangliu’s house. There are two policemen on the scene. If you shoot yourself, then this nature will completely change.
The most important thing is that the young man in front of him is a soldier from the Long Kingdom. His skill, aura, and natural dominance and arrogance made Aaron have a feeling of sympathy, and he even regretted, if it were not for that accident, Perhaps he is still wearing the uniform of his life's love and allegiance. Now he is not only to complete the boss's probing command, but also to conquer among the masters.
Jiang Minghao looked at the complicated emotions in Along's eyes. He knew that the bodyguard had complicated thoughts in his heart, and even had unspeakable difficulties. Looking at the angular face, Jiang Minghao suddenly had a name in his mind: Li Yuhui.
"Isn't it...no?"
Jiang Minghao muttered to himself, his voice was so small that he could hardly hear him, but he was sure that this kind of character, which is more courageous, would rather die than bend than bend, would be too similar to Li Yuhui, Jiang Minghao’s mouth was unexpected. A smile was unconsciously revealed. This evil curved corner of his mouth made the opposite Aaron also stunned. He felt that the surrounding air pressure also dropped suddenly, as if the young man in front of him had some conspiracy, he immediately used himself to be hoarse. 'S voice said:
"Come on, fight, have a good time!"
"it is good!"
The simple and clear dialogue between the two made people around them feel that at this moment, the two men holding swords facing each other had the illusion that they were both enemies and friends. Jiang Minghao took the lead and swept toward each other’s neck. It's his experience in fighting since he was a child, and he has to fight for absolute initiative.
"clang······"
As the metal sparks flashed, a clear metal percussion sounded through the entire villa, like a roaring sound. The tremor’s ears hurt, the scalp numb, and the crossed arms look like two giants. The dragons are fighting each other, imagine that if this knife is slashed on a person, it will be dead or maimed, but it will be so cruel that these two guys will strike at one stroke.
At the moment of the collision, both sides felt that the weapon in their hands was struck by a tangible lightning bolt, and both felt that the right arm holding the weapon was numb. They couldn't help but retreat two steps and keep with each other. At a certain distance, the weapon crossed his chest, watching the opponent vigilantly.
"Well, that's good!" Along slightly rotated his wrist, holding the hand of the military stab, and dancing a simple wrist gesture: "You are worthy of this military uniform, tell me your name!"
"Huh?" Jiang Minghao showed a bitter smile helplessly. After playing for so long, this guy didn't even remember his name and didn't have any sense of existence. But then Jiang Minghao stretched out his left hand and touched him lightly. Nose Road:
"How do I feel that you are like a person, especially your name, Aaron!"
Just when Jiang Minghao’s words fell, Along’s original ice-like face suddenly changed, complex, embarrassed, and regretful. These emotions flashed across that firm face, and it made Jiang Minghao like this. People who are good at insight into psychology are also puzzled. Maybe he has too many secrets.
"Come on, let me see what else you can do."
I saw Along's feet opened and closed, and the soles of his feet were like sliding on the ground, moving quickly towards Jiang Minghao. Those two sturdy legs seemed to be two towering trees rising from the sky, dead. Holding the ground, the military thorn in his hand suddenly turned, like a poisonous snake with bright fangs, piercing towards Jiang Minghao's abdomen.
This time, Jiang Minghao was unavoidable. He was lucky with his left hand. He grasped the wrist where Aaron was holding the army stab. At the same time, Jiang Minghao's right hand falcon saber lifted backhand, a cold light glowing with death addiction. The bloody breath slashed towards Along's neck.
At this moment, Jiang Minghao obviously felt that he was restraining the opponent’s left hand from slipping. At that moment, Jiang Minghao felt that Along’s right hand, which was originally as thick as a tree stump, shrank in an instant, and that army spur only made a short pause. Continue to prick towards his abdomen.
"hide······"
The two of them seemed to have a sharp heart, and they both slammed around at this moment. Jiang Minghao's waist was able to escape. The snake-like military sting not only pierced the clothes, but also scratched the oily skin on Jiang Minghao's waist. And Aaron leaned back as well, and the blade of the Hayabusa Saber flashed past less than a millimeter from Aaron's neck. The bitter blade wind directly forced a bloodshot to reflect the epidermis.