Lustful: Beautiful man, please lie down

Chapter 257
The men in black were wiped out, and the crowd gradually surrounded Li Shaoqun.

Feng Qing and Li Shaoqun fight, it seems that they are evenly matched.

But gradually some people in the crowd couldn't hold back, and they didn't know who fired the black gun secretly.

There was a bloody hole in Li Shaoqun's leg, and he fell to the ground.

Although Feng Qing was a little annoyed, he didn't lose his temper on the spot.

He squinted at Li Shaoqun on the ground, and was more interested in the face under the black veil.

Li Shaoqun looked back at him, with a look of death in his eyes.

The Hongmen disciples shouted angrily, and Yin Qianchuan ran away. They obviously wanted to vent all their hatred on Li Shaoqun.

Someone took the lead and shouted "Revenge", and others followed.

The flow of people squeezed the wind to the back, and only faintly saw those calm and calm eyes between the gaps.

He admires heroes, but being a hero will only lead to his death faster.

For Yin Qianchuan, many people died today.

He De He Neng, that guy doesn't mean he has no background, so what's the situation today.

It is also a skill to make others work so hard.

Li Shaoqun fought angrily in the crowd, it was more like a fight than to delay time, to help Yin Qianchuan buy time to escape.

Feng Qing watched coldly, and couldn't help cursing secretly: "Stupid!"

The crowd is getting bigger and bigger, and there is almost no way out.

The anger of Li Shaoqun's charge and the wound on his leg were also affected, and half of his trousers were stained red.

He was like a ferocious beast before death, with sharp claws hurting people, but he was no longer fearful.

There were fresh wounds on his back, shoulders, and neck. He stood desperately, determined to fight these people to the end.

He is red-eyed, but there are no fewer people.

Blood stained his eyes, but he didn't dare to relax at all. There was only one belief in his heart: he couldn't fall, he had to hold on.

The blade in his hand was almost unsteady, but every time someone came to kill him, he could kill them in time.

Such strong willpower is like a fortress of iron and steel, deterring everyone and making people shudder.

"Come on! Come at me if you have the guts!" Li Shaoqun waved the blade in his hand, clamoring and sneering.

But no one dared to step forward.Hong Men's disciples were wondering if the man in front of him was an immortal monster.

Li Shaoqun looked at the sky, the clouds were floating, like the purest memory in light years.

Abandoning everything was not something he should be crazy about, but he would not let that girl go anyway.

If it's okay to die, he will go for her.

Xiao Chuan, you have escaped now.

Although I haven't confessed my love to you yet, knowing that you can live in the future is enough for me.

Xiao Chuan, you must live well.

Suddenly, Li Shaoqun shouted loudly and jumped up in the crowd.

No one expected that Li Shaoqun, who was so seriously injured, could rush out of the crowd so quickly.

His blade is cold, fast, and strong.

It was close to Feng Qing who stood outside the crowd and watched coldly.

If we don't kill the current head of Hongmen, I'm afraid Yin Qianchuan's future will not be smooth.

The culprit, after all, is him.

Feng Qing looked coldly at the blade that was approaching him, no matter what time, the opponent still wanted to fight to the death.

Ridiculous.

He only turned slightly to avoid this fierce assassination.

Lifting his foot, he stepped on Li Shaoqun's back with even greater strength, and stepped on it firmly.

Li Shaoqun vomited blood, and felt that his bones were about to be broken, his heart and lungs were all tangled together, life would be worse than death.

At the last limit, he had no more strength.

The body was turned over, Feng Qing's hand covered the only light, and it slowly came towards his face.

He was alone, and he had nothing to fear anymore.

Identity is just a disguise.

Li Shaoqun slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)