When Lao Xiao hit the Luohan's stomach with his knee, he immediately felt something was wrong.

He felt that he was not hitting a human belly, but a stone brick.

"The strength is good, but the skills are a little bad." Luohan's voice suddenly sounded in Laoxiao's ears. When Laoxia reacted, his hands were already tightly controlled by Luohan with his grasping hands, and he could not move for a moment.

There are three key points for Arhat to defeat the enemy with one move.

Strength, speed, skills.

"Don't move around. If you dare to force your hands, your bones will be broken." Luo Han said with a relaxed face.

Lao Xiao sighed and muttered: "It's really the second wave of the Yangtze River pushes the former wave..."

Seeing that Lao Xiao showed no sign of counterattack, Luo Han also relaxed his vigilance a little. He did not think Lao Xiao could escape from being restrained by himself.

Little Grabbing has always been the strength of the Arhat in the army. In the army he served, there are only a handful of people who can surpass him in the small Grabbing.

"Gi Rong, what's going to do next..." Luo Han was about to ask Gui Rong how he would laugh, but he felt that his eyes suddenly became dark, and then a severe pain came from his nose.

When the Arhat recovered, Lao Xiao had already escaped from his restraint, but there was no sign of running away. He stood two meters in front of the Arhat and rubbed his wrists, looking at the Arhat with a smile: "It's amazing."

"You hit me with your head." Luohan frowned and wiped his nose with his hands: "This move is so cruel. Your right hand shouldn't be able to move, right?"

Lao Xiao shook his head: "It's just dislocated, it's okay, you can wait."

After saying that, Lao Xiao gently held his arm with his hand, gritted his teeth, and lifted it up suddenly.

With a crisp sound, Lao Xiao began to gasp in the air.

"Fuck me, it hurts so much." Lao Xiao's smile was no longer so happy, and there was a faint murderous aura: "Your name is Luohan, right?"

"Yes." Luohan nodded.

"Okay, you've explained it today." Lao Xiao said calmly: "When you die, I'll set up a tombstone for you."

"You try." Luohan pulled out the pistol he carried with him from behind his waist and handed it to Gui Rong who was standing next to him to watch the show: "This thing hurts me and affects my performance."

"Are you sure?" Gui Rong asked, looking at the blood-stained Luo Han on his face.

"He can't beat me." Luohan's tone was very calm, without any intention of provocation, nor did he seem to be a sign of conceit.

After answering Gui Rong's words, Luohan also asked Gui Rong.

"How to fight?"

Gui Rong was silent and looked at Luo Han's eyes motionlessly. There were only three words in his eyes.

Kill him.

"Come on." Lao Xiao leaned forward slightly, his muscles were already tensed involuntarily, and he was fully prepared for all the pre-war preparations.

"You can't beat me." Luo Han said, then rushed forward a few steps and directly smashed his fist towards Lao Xiao's head.

Only then did Gui Rong realize how powerful the Arhat is.

He punched him and didn't hit Lao Xiao, but he smashed a punch mark on the wall behind Lao Xiao.

Lao Xiao did not get this punch because of his timely dodging. Of course, he was also very glad that he didn't get this fatal punch.

After that, their battle seemed a little boring.

The old laugh kept dodging, while the arhat kept chasing and attacking fiercely.

After Lao Xiao caught the opportunity, he launched a counterattack, and then they switched the characters who dodged and chased.

In fact, the Luohan initially underestimated the old laugh. He felt that the underworld is not an army. A person who can be famous in the underworld should not be as powerful as he imagined no matter how hard he can fight.

Reality told the Luohan that the underworld and the army also have some similarities, and some underworld figures are not ordinary.

The underworld is as hard-working as some tasks of the army, and even the underworld is more thrilling than the army. Big gangsters like Lao Xiao and others who have come from the dead will encounter all kinds of accidents almost every day.

People who are in danger at any time but are immortal will always have abilities that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Gui Rong didn't say anything, and stood in the corridor of the gambling stalls in a very silent manner, watching the dragons and tigers fighting in the hall.

The location where he stood was the only way to enter and exit the gambling stall except for the back door.

There are dozens of people blocking the back door, so there is no need to worry at all. Lao Xiao is not Wang Qingshan, so he doesn't have the ability to break through the siege.

At the front door, Gui Rong decided to block it himself. As long as Lao Xiao wanted to run away, he would draw his gun and collapse Lao Xiao in one round.

Gui Rong's psychological activities were extremely rich that day.

At the beginning, Gui Rong's psychological activities were probably: "Fuck, can the Arhat handle Lao Xiao? I can't handle it, but I'm embarrassed......"

When they arrived in the middle, when they first started to fight, "Fuck, it seems that Luohan can handle Lao Xiao. Lao Xiao's grandson is obviously not Luohan's opponent!"

But now Lao Xiao and Luo Han have been fighting for a while, Lao Xiao is not as easy to deal with as Gui Rong imagined.

"Fuck... How long has anyone beat me like this...Arhat, you're pretty good..." Lao Xiao covered his ribs with him, gritted his teeth and continued to dodge the Arhat's attack like a storm. Just a few seconds ago, he was kicked by Arhat because of his untimely reaction.

With just a quick and seemingly powerless kick, Lao Xiao's ribs were broken three times.

"You are not bad, you can beat me even more than I thought." Luo Han replied politely: "But you still can't beat me."

"Not necessarily..." Lao Xiao found the arhat's vacancy again, rushed over directly, and smiled and pinched the two fingers of the arhat with his right hand, pulled it down and twisted it violently.

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect the heart. Although the arhat can beat him, he still has the pain.

When his two fingers were twisted by Lao Xiao, he couldn't help but take a breath, and anger slowly emerged in his eyes.

The Luohan did not use all his strength in front of him because he was also thinking about whether to follow Gui Rong's idea?

Should I kill this person I have never known for my own purposes?

But at this moment, the Arhat was already angry with Lao Xiao.

"You're dead..." Luo Han took back the polite expressions on his face, and replaced them with a kind of terrifying anger: "Fuck!!!"

Just as Luo Han was about to start his life with Lao Xiao, Gui Rong's cell phone suddenly rang.

When he took it out, Gui Rong instinctively wanted to hang up the phone, but unfortunately he still didn't have the courage to hang up the phone.

Pretend to not answer the phone if I didn’t hear it? Fuck me! He won’t kill me?!!

In desperation, Gui Rong answered the phone.

"Hey? Boss?" Gui Rong looked at the two people in the field with murderous intent on their faces and asked Chen Baihu on the other end of the phone: "What's the matter with me? Do you have something to do?"

"I always laugh at you, right?" Chen Baihu asked straight to the point.

"He's here with us, what's wrong?" Gui Rong coughed a few times, his expression a little ugly: "He's coming to my place to cause trouble. It's natural for me to keep him in education."

"You fucking want to educate Lao Xiao?!" Chen Baihu started cursing: "You fucking nonsense with me! You really want to educate him! Just fight him one-on-one! Isn't it embarrassing to ask dozens of people to block Lao Xiao?!!"

Gui Rong stopped talking.

"The Chaozhou Gang has already ceased to fight with us. Don't make trouble for me at this time, otherwise I will kill you." Chen Baihu sneered: "Old Xiao cannot move this person. If you move him, the sea west must fight with us to the death."

"but......."

"No, but I don't want to put our club in a dangerous situation anymore." Chen Baihu said word by word, with the threatening meaning being beyond words: "Don't ask me for trouble, have you heard?"

"Then do you mean to let someone go?" Gui Rong asked.

"Release the person." Chen Baihu said: "It's almost enough. Do you understand if you borrow a donkey from the slope?"

"Okay, I'll let people go now." Gui Rong yawned, regained his lazy look at the first time, and shouted at the Luohan: "Luhan! Stop hitting! There's something wrong!"

Hearing Gui Rong's shouts, Luo Han looked back at him. Seeing Gui Rong's serious expression, he realized that doing Lao Xiao is not that simple.

"Okay." The murderous aura on the face of the Arhat quickly disappeared, a calm that ordinary people could not understand quickly spread across the Arhat's face: "If you don't hit, don't hit it."

"Old laugh, you go." Gui Rong made way open the corridor leading to the gambling gate, with a helpless look on his face: "If our boss hadn't asked me to let you go, I really want to see who you and the Luohan are after all..."

Lao Xiao frowned and looked at Gui Rong, then looked at the Arhat carefully, as if he was writing down the Arhat's appearance.

"You are very good at fighting." Lao Xiao's voice was a little hoarse and his face was terrifyingly pale: "It's better than me."

The Arhat smiled and said nothing.

"There are talents in the world. I really can't understand the gangsters nowadays..." Lao Xiao's expression was very complicated, and he walked out of the gambling stage staggeringly. When he walked past Gui Rong, he had no intention of watching Gui Rong at all. He was not afraid that Gui Rong would play a surprise attack and left him here.

After Lao Xiao left, Luohan walked to Gui Rong and asked him in a low voice.

"What's going on?"

"I can't kill him now. My immediate boss speaks. If I kill him, I will die." Gui Rong shrugged: "It's okay, we have a chance in the future."
Chapter completed!