Brutal II

Meng Xiaoan narrowed his narrow eyes, showed a thin smile, and said: "Maybe you won't have another chance."

After Meng Xiaoan finished speaking, he pounced like a cheetah, baring his teeth and claws, like a crazy devil.

Li Gan made a beast-like growl from his throat and charged forward like a tiger.

There is no so-called dodge, direct and cold-blooded.

Fist versus fist. At this time, whoever has better physical fitness has an absolute advantage. Meng Xiaoan and Li Gan have almost reached the limit of their physical fitness. Now the two of them are fighting for speed and belief, and the belief to survive.

There was a bang.

Meng Xiaoan was punched so hard by Li Gan that his ribs were immediately broken.

Meng Xiaoan gritted his teeth and when he was knocked back and retreated, he jumped up and kicked Li Gan in the chest.

Li Gan took three steps back, then spat out a mouthful of hot blood.

Meng Xiaoan's right hand covered the place where he was hit by Li Gan's fist, spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and wiped his lower lip: "It seems that none of us can have the upper hand."

Li Gan panted heavily, his eyes as sharp as knives and said: "That's right, no one can take advantage of it."

Meng Xiaoan said: "But don't forget, when both of us have no strength, Fan Xiaoye should be strong, and you will die at that time."

These words were like a knife stabbing into Li Gan's heart.

Meng Xiaoan was right. When the two of them fought until they were exhausted and had no strength at all, Fan Xiaoye was the final winner.

Li Gandao: "Do you think Fan Xiaoye will be on your side?"

Meng Xiaoan smiled and said, "Are we on your side?"

Fan Xiaoye said nothing, just looked at these two men who were almost beasts.

Meng Xiaoan shouted loudly, and once again rushed in front of Li Gan as fast as lightning.

The invincible Xiaoqiang.

Meng Xiaoan insisted on competing with Li Gan for speed and fists, relying entirely on his strong body as a backing. Without special training, he would never have taken such a big risk.

This time Meng Xiaoan once again had a rib broken.

But Li Gan's injury was even more serious. One of his fingers was broken off by Meng Xiaoan.

The fingers become a 90° shape.

Fan Xiaoye was horrified when she heard the sound of bones breaking. She originally had no strength, but when she heard such a terrifying sound, her body seemed to be injected with power and bounced up.

Meng Xiaoan's clothes were all stained with blood, and he didn't know whether it was his own or Li Gan's.

He seemed to show no mercy to this so-called uncle.

Li Gan didn't say a word. In fact, he had no chance to say anything. Meng Xiaoan rushed up again, and the two men fought fiercely again.

Any despicable and shameless move can be used.

When Meng Xiaoan and Li Gan faced each other again, Meng Xiaoan suddenly laughed and pointed at him and said: "You look like a little sheep now."

Li Gandao: "You are nothing more than that."

The tip of his eyebrow was punched by Meng Xiaoan, and he was bleeding continuously.

But he didn't dare to wipe the blood with his hands.

Meng Xiaoan had two teeth knocked out and the bridge of his nose was almost broken.

At this moment, Meng Xiaoan was still in the mood to tease Fan Xiaoye, and turned around and said, "Girls, if I survive, it would be unreasonable for you not to commit yourself to me."

Fan Xiaoye glared at Meng Xiaoan and said: "You are almost dead, yet you are still acting like this...be careful..."

Meng Xiaoan's lips revealed a smile that suggested he had succeeded. He did this on purpose. Unexpectedly, Li Gan actually came in front of him in an instant when he turned around to talk to Fan Xiaoye.

Li Gan's body was in a jumping state at this moment, like a carp jumping over a dragon's gate, with one foot pointed horizontally at Meng Xiaoan's neck.

When Li Gan saw Meng Xiaoan's conspiratorial smile, he suddenly became vigilant, but it was too late.

Meng Xiaoan used his right arm to block the kick, and then held Li Gan's ankle strangely with his left hand. At the same time, he twisted his right foot in a half circle, and his right hand became like a knife, slashing at Li Gan's calf.

A crunching sound.

Li Gan's leg bone was suddenly broken.

Li Gan made a sound like a killing pig.

"You lost." Meng Xiaoan looked coldly at Li Gan who fell to the ground.

Li Gan's left hand covered the calf bone that was "cut" by Meng Xiaoan, his eyes full of helplessness and unwillingness.

"I don't know if you are my uncle, but even if you are, I will do it in a while." Meng Xiaoan said.

"Meng Xiaoan, do you want to kill him?" Fan Xiaoye asked.

Meng Xiaoan said: "It's not that time yet." Meng Xiaoan picked up the small knife on the ground.

Fan Xiaoye looked at Meng Xiaoan in front of him with some fear, his eyes had a cruel and man-eating light.

"In another day, if no one opens the door again, I will start drinking human blood." Meng Xiaoan glanced at Li Gan lightly.

Li Gan smiled: "The Li family drinks the blood of the Li family. This is not a bad thing."

Meng Xiaoan sat on the bed frame and lay down. He was so tired that he wanted to sleep immediately.

"Meng Xiaoan, is he your uncle?"

"Uncle?" Meng Xiaoan sneered, "Ask him, if the situation was equal, would he let me go?" Not a biological uncle?

"No." Li Gan spat out two words.

"Don't you have no strength? Why do you have so much strength to speak now? Are you lying to me?"

Fan Xiaoye said: "Yes, I lied to you, okay." Fan Xiaoye almost wanted to tear Meng Xiaoan's mouth to pieces.

"Brother Zhao, come over here."

"What are you doing?" Boss Fan Xiaoye reluctantly moved his steps and came to the front of Meng Xiaoan.

"Help me relax my shoulders, I'm very tired."

"You deserve to die."

"You are too heartless. Well, help me unzip the zipper. I need to urinate. I don't have the strength to move, and my chest hurts."

"Fuck you, I don't believe you don't have the strength to move."

Fan Xiaoye would not help this guy unzip his pants.

"Hey, are you dead?" Fan Xiaoye watched Meng Xiaoan close his eyes, and shook Meng Xiaoan in a panic. "Meng Xiaoan, don't really die. A devil like you can't die.

"

Meng Xiaoan still didn't answer.

Fan Xiaoye stretched out his hand to feel his breath.

"Meng Xiaoan, Meng Xiaoan." Fan Xiaoye shook Meng Xiaoan violently, and he couldn't breathe at all. "Don't die. I'll help you unzip the zipper."

Fan Xiaoye hurriedly unzipped Meng Xiaoan.

"Meng Xiaoan, you bastard, wake up." Fan Xiaoye punched Meng Xiaoan in the chest.

Meng Xiaoan still didn't wake up.

"Hahahahaha..." Li Gan laughed heartily. "This kid is actually dead. Meng Xiaoan, Meng Xiaoan, although you are young and strong, if you were hit by me three times, even a tiger would die.

, not to mention you are not a tiger."

"What are you going to do? Don't come here." Fan Xiaoye saw Li Gan standing up unsteadily, as if he wanted to walk over and kill her.

"Don't you want to kill me? Kill me when you come here." Li Gan seemed eager to get himself to the door.

Fan Xiaoye took out the knife from Meng Xiaoan's pocket with trembling hands. He held it with both hands and pointed at Li Gan: "Tell you, I'm not afraid of you. Don't come here again." He spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.

Meng Xiaoan suddenly opened his eyes.

When Fan Xiaoye saw Meng Xiaoan come back to life, he was surprised and shook Meng Xiaoan's shoulders violently: "Meng Xiaoan, you finally came back to life. I thought you were dead, you bastard, why should you die if you have nothing to do with it?"

When Li Gan saw Meng Xiaoan suddenly wake up, he was stunned for a moment, and then cursed: "He is indeed a devil."

Meng Xiaoan said: "Miss, you broke all my bones." Meng Xiaoan kept rolling his eyes.

Fan Xiaoye stopped shaking Meng Xiaoan.

"Who told you to blow up and make me cry?"

Meng Xiaoan smiled and said: "Are you going to cry? Are you really or not? Turning around and asking Li Gan. "Is this bitch serious?"

Li Gandao: "I was so scared that I shed tears."

Fan Xiaoye snorted coldly: "I want you to take care of me. I'm just afraid. Didn't you just say you wanted to kill me? Come here now. I'm not afraid of you anymore."

Meng Xiaoan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Xiaoye, this is wrong of you. How can you talk to your elders like this? You can't do this. Be good and apologize to your elders."

Fan Xiaoye said: "Fuck you, you just went to apologize. When he saw you unconscious just now, he thought you were dead and wanted to kill me."
To be continued...