"Hmph!" An Yuan didn't hear Helian Lingyun's twisted explanation. After understanding Zhao Yulin's words, he snorted coldly. His two skinny hands instantly hooked into claws. His thin and long fingers seemed as fragile as dead branches, but the nails on the front made people shudder. They seemed to be shining silver, which made people have no doubt about their sharpness. When

An Yuan moved, Zhao Yulin was ready. He swung his fist to meet An Yuan's claws. In a battle

between buns and cloth, cloth naturally wins, so when An Yuan saw Zhao Yulin throwing a fist, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he was secretly pleased.

Zhao Yulin didn't seem to care about An Yuan's nails. He just punched him with his iron fist, but he hit An Yuan in the face. He deliberately exposed the empty space on his chest to An Yuan, as if he wanted to exchange a punch for a claw.

An Yuan seemed to see Zhao Yulin's intention. Because he had experienced the power of Zhao Yulin's fist before, he didn't dare to fight him head-on. He had to frown and avoid his sharp edge. He didn't dare to fight him head-on.

If An Yuan took this move, Zhao Yulin wouldn't be stupid enough to fight him head-on. Under Lei Nu's moves, he could move forward and backward freely on the spot. If An Yuan didn't dodge, Zhao Yulin could only withdraw his fist, force him back, and take An Yuan to a place farther away from the warehouse.

When Zhao Yulin arrived, he felt that there were many people lying in ambush around the warehouse, and everyone had a weapon in their hands. He didn't know why they didn't shoot at him immediately, maybe because they were afraid of attracting the police, but now it seems that this An Yuan wanted to defeat him personally.

However, Zhao Yulin roughly understood An Yuan's strength, and he didn't believe that An Yuan had any other ability to make him lose. If this ugly guy couldn't beat him and got angry, he might order the gangsters around to shoot.

Although he had the pace to stay out of the way, delaying time was not a good choice for them. Zhao Yulin decided to lure An Yuan to a slightly farther place to kill him, and it would be best if he could capture him alive for questioning.

Seeing that An Yuan had indeed fallen into the trap and dodged, Zhao Yulin's back convulsed, and his fist stopped in mid-air. He raised his other leg and hit An Yuan's head.

Although An Yuan knew that Zhao Yulin had a backup plan, he didn't expect it to be so fast. Seeing the powerful leg kicking towards him in an instant, An Yuan's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his legs lost support, and he fell directly to the ground. Zhao Yulin

's two attacks missed, but An Yuan didn't look good either. He fell directly to the ground, raising a large cloud of dust.

Without giving An Yuan a chance to get up, Zhao Yulin's back muscles rolled twice again, and the kicking leg immediately changed to a downward strike. Although the force was reduced a lot, if he was hit, I believe that his ribs would not be intact.

An Yuan saw Zhao Yulin's attack moves one after another, and the opportunity he wanted to seize was also taken away by Zhao Yulin. He immediately felt bad, and he didn't know what tricks he used. After luck, the black robe suddenly swelled up, giving him a force, and he rolled to the side.

Zhao Yulin's foot stepped on empty air, and the members of the R organization who were watching the battle saw that An Yuan dodged Zhao Yulin's attack, and they clapped their hands to cheer for An Yuan.

"What a bunch of idiots." Helian Lingyun whispered. He was the only one who saw the ground where Zhao Yulin stepped on was slightly sunken. If it was in the sunlight, you would definitely see the slightest crack.

Even so, the gang of criminals cheered, but it was rare to find an enemy who could dodge the three consecutive moves of "Tianluo".

Helian Lingyun, who knew Zhao Yulin well, could see that the moves Zhao Yulin used in succession must have been killer moves, otherwise these extremely twisted and uncoordinated moves would not be used so smoothly by ordinary people.

Only An Yuan knew his own folly in his heart, and hearing his accomplices around him cheering for him was a great irony to him.

"Ah——" After An Yuan rolled twice, his black robe bulged again. He used his hands to push against the ground, turned over and stood up, without stopping for a moment, and floated towards Zhao Yulin.

His legs were completely wrapped under the black robe, and his motionless arms made it impossible to tell how he "ran" so fast. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, An Yuan had already faced Zhao Yulin.

This time, the two of them fought fist to fist. Zhao Yulin knew that there was a problem with An Yuan's lower body, so he avoided his legs and the hem of the black robe and punched him directly. He thought that this pair of skinny hands would not be good for him, but he instantly felt a numbness starting from the base of his right fist, which spread along the fist bone that was in contact with the black robe and spread to his forearm.

Zhao Yulin first retracted his fist, then stepped back two steps and was about to stop, but his mind moved, his eyes trembled, and his feet kept stepping back seven or eight steps before he could stand firm.

The black robe also retracted his fist, and then stepped back three or four steps before stopping. Although his right hand was hidden in the black robe and could not be seen by outsiders, An Yuan himself groaned in pain, because his whole arm was in severe pain at the moment, and his arm trembled with pain.

"This Tianluo is so strong! His brute force is completely better than mine. It seems that I was too radical just now, and I shouldn't have confronted him head-on." An Yuan thought to himself.

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers who were watching the two powerful men finally face off, when they saw that An Yuan's strength exceeded Zhao Yulin, they all burst into thunderous applause again, shouting loudly: "The envoy is mighty! Kill him! Kill him!"

Helian Lingyun saw that everyone's attention was focused on the envoy and Zhao Yulin, and no one noticed him, so he pretended to hold his stomach and bend over, and walked slowly into the depths of the warehouse with a distorted face.

An Yuan was only concerned about regaining the consciousness of his right hand. Seeing that "Tian Lu" was blown away by his attack, and even his eyes began to float around, he immediately realized that "Tian Lu" seemed to want to escape. How could An Yuan let him go? The first time they met that day, he was ridiculed by him and kicked off his hat. Seeing his face, An Yuan vowed to grind "Tian Lu" to ashes!

"Hey!" An Yuan tapped his feet on the ground again and rushed towards Zhao Yulin, his black robe fluttering in the wind.

Zhao Yulin felt as if a beast was rushing towards him, and the wind was very strong. It was definitely the guy in front of him who used all his strength.

Pretending to be no match for An Yuan and afraid of his attack, Zhao Yulin felt a tremor on his back, quickly stepped back a few steps, and then turned around and ran.

"Where are you running!" Although An Yuan has superb fighting ability, Zhao Yulin found through these two encounters that this ugly freak's mind is really a bit simple. To say that he is simple is to flatter him. It seems that his brain is much duller than that of normal people.

Seeing Zhao Yulin running away, An Yuan chased him without thinking, perhaps because he thought that Zhao Yulin could not beat him, and he did not take other people seriously, so he was not afraid of ambushes at all.

This area is full of such container warehouses, and there are large quantities of goods covered with waterproof cloth around the warehouses.

Zhao Yulin fled everywhere among these goods and the corners of the container warehouses. An Yuan sometimes chased him underground, and sometimes jumped on the goods and chased him in the air. He always followed Zhao Yulin not far away and did not lose him.

"Huh! How stupid! You fell into the trap."

Zhao Yulin chuckled and ran further away with a few jumps, gradually out of the control range of the R organization.

Seeing that he had almost run, Zhao Yulin sensed the surroundings and did not feel the presence of any heavy weapons, so he slowed down his pace and waited for An Yuan to catch up.

When An Yuan found that Zhao Yulin's pace slowed down, he felt something was not good. Suddenly, he remembered whether "Tianluo" would set an ambush here, so he slowed down his pace and stopped not far from Zhao Yulin to be on guard, ready to turn around and run back at any time.

"What? Are you scared? Why didn't I see you scared when I chased me? Don't worry, I came here alone. I don't have any help. Can't you feel it? I just think it's a bit noisy over there. I'll take you to a quiet place to practice with you." Zhao Yulin saw An Yuan's intention and hurriedly spoke to calm him down.

Only then did An Yuan close his feet that had taken a step back. He looked at Zhao Yulin contemptuously and said, "Hehehe, I didn't come with you because I was afraid of an ambush. What are you afraid of? Are you difficult to deal with?"

"Oh! Are you so flattering to me? Then will I look down on you if I don't ambush?" Zhao Yulin pretended to be lucky, secretly using his legs, preparing to use Pianruo Jinghong, intending to quickly deal with An Yuan.

An Yuan also noticed that although Zhao Yulin said this, his body suddenly stopped moving, as if he was preparing to fight. He did not dare to slack off and quickly used his power. While

An Yuan and Zhao Yulin were fighting, Vivian was taken out of the other door at the back of the container by the R organization's minions and directly taken to a car.

Just as the R organization's minions inserted the key into the car and prepared to drive, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. Before he could reach out to rub it, he was hit on the back of his neck. His eyes went black and he fell on the steering wheel.

Vivian grabbed the criminal's collar so that he would not accidentally press the car horn and attract the attention of the R organization members who were ambushing and guarding around.

The two quickly switched seats in the car. Vivian sat in the driver's seat. She glanced at the bastard who was lying on the back seat and hitting her head with a gun. She held back her anger and drove the car very fast.

Is there any need to ask how she managed to break free from the rope? It was Helian Lingyun who tied Vivian up, and this little thing was not difficult for a hired soldier. She had already broken free from the rope not long after she was tied up. She had been holding on to it, but no one noticed her.