Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 401 Wife, are you coming... Be willing to admit defeat! (8)

While speaking, Fuding immediately grabbed the steel pipe in his hand and rushed towards the two of them.

He's fast and has solid feet.

It can be seen that not only the base is very stable, but also the strength and explosive power are not to be underestimated.

Obviously, not only Lian Jiazi, but the level is definitely not low.

snort!
Mo Chou snorted coldly, and then rushed forward.

"Honey, I'm coming!"

Murong Lin was indeed faster than him, and with a flash of his body, he was one step ahead of her and came in front of Fuding.

Seeing him make a move, Mo Chou just stood there without moving.

A pair of eyes, just watching the movements of the two carefully.

In Fuding's hand was a two-foot-long steel pipe, but in Murong Lin's hand was a dagger less than a foot long.

Both of them are the type that complement each other with skill and strength.

This fight was really beautiful.

Fuding, who looks very bookish on weekdays, is not soft at all in his shots.

Every move, every style, every blow is full of murderous intent.

Every move is a way to kill, every time it is to attack the vital point.

What head, throat, foot...

Full of insidiousness.

Steel pipes and daggers danced several flashes in the air.

Circle the two in the middle.

Although Murong Lin also practiced martial arts, he used more modern combat techniques.

He doesn't pay attention to the beauty of moves, but pays attention to the fastest and most direct attack.

On one side is Fuding, wishing to kill the opponent immediately.

On one side is Murong Lin, who just wants to count the last spot in his hands, better than his wife.

All of them are inevitable.

At first, Fuding had some reservations.

Because he was worried that Mo Chou would attack alongside him.

Seeing that she was just standing still, he felt relieved and concentrated on dealing with Murong Lin.

The attacking momentum in his hands became more and more fierce.

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is dangerous.

Fuding already had the upper hand in weapons, and coupled with his desperate fighting style, he seemed to have the upper hand.

When Murong Lin was careless, the steel pipe in his hand swept his wrist, and the dagger was thrown away.

PS: Today's text. 20 more. .Afterwards, there will be a Christmas special.Stay tuned, everyone, hehe. .

(End of this chapter)