Chapter 470
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Not far from the busiest street in Jinhai City, Zhiyong and I confronted each other.
The two younger brothers around him also followed, but the tall and thin man didn't come and looked very far away.
He may see that this time, Zhiyong is going to make a mess.
The two little brothers are fighting for the power of the dog.
With the momentum of Zhiyong, he looked up at me with his head tilted.
Pretending to force the tiger wanted to scold, but before he could speak, Zhiyong swooped and rushed up.
The cold knife pointed at my chest.
My heart is cold.
This man looks like a fugitive. He wants my life as soon as he makes a move!
Stab it in the chest. If you don't get it right, you'll die.
Since Bruce Lee and snake attacked me last time, I have become a little less nervous when facing the knife. When my hand is moving, my shoulder moves first.
My eyes were fixed on Zhiyong's shoulder, and I was ready to counteract.
But when Zhiyong rushed over, I suddenly felt empty behind me, and then a big dark shadow blocked in front of me.
I was pulled back by my collar, stepped back and almost didn't stand firm.
What appeared in front of me was pretending to be a tiger.
He has a bit of pride today.
Move quickly and quickly without any hesitation.
Whoosh~
Before Zhiyong came, pretending to force the tiger took out a soft sword from his waist! The soft sword didn't straighten after it came out because of its ordinary workmanship. It was still shaking.
It's like JJ running a horse. He can't stand it for half a day.
But it still made Zhiyong scared. He had never seen it before.
This is a soft sword. It should appear in the novel!
In reality, he has never seen it.
All he saw were daggers and machetes.
Zhiyong, suddenly stopped and counselled.
He really counselled.
Facing the black wall like forced tiger, he had the idea of running for his life. He felt that this forced tiger was a living Wulin expert!
Only experts use this thing!
The soft sword kept shaking in front of Zhiyong, not pretending to force the tiger to be nervous, but the soft sword was hard to control. Once it was not used well, it shook hard.
But pretend to be a tiger. In order to pretend to be a tiger, fight!
"Come on, I'll tear you up!" the calm look on the tiger's face made Zhiyong feel that he was a master who didn't leak.
Xiaohe, a fugitive, is most afraid of meeting Wulin experts such as pretending to force the tiger.
Whoosh~
The soft sword moved. It was a test, testing Zhiyong.
Zhiyong subconsciously stepped back.
Pretending to force the tiger to see the right time, he waved his arm violently.
He was so anxious that he forgot how he should have done it. He did it with a machete.
He waved his arm hard. The consequence of using the soft sword was that the soft sword swished back and slapped him in the face.
Slap yourself in the face.
Or with his own soft sword.
Pretending to force the tiger made Zhiyong tremble again, but this time, Zhiyong trembled not because of fear, but because he felt hot on his face.
He felt that he had been teased.
The boy who pretended to be a tiger was teased!
He can't make the legendary weapon at all. What force does he have with himself?
Zhiyong, as soon as he bent over, he plunged over with a standard.
"My grass..." although pretending to force the tiger looks stupid, he reacts very quickly. He was surprised to see Zhiyong rush over, but now he can't hide.
There's no time to hide.
He wanted to use the soft sword to block it again, but before he shot, Heimei rushed up first and buckled Zhiyong's wrist.
Click.
It was a light search, so Zhiyong clasped his wrist.
This is really an expert fight. One move will win or lose.
Black sister is now a bodyguard who pretends to be a tiger, and her skill is becoming more and more powerful.
oh dear.
Zhiyong was stunned.
The hand was caught.
This seems to be Zhiyong's first encounter since he fought so many battles.
For the first time, before he did any harm, he was caught by someone.
This is tantamount to being dismounted!
He looked up incomprehensibly and saw a big black face as rough and crazy as a forced tiger.
It's a woman.
It's the woman he ignored from the beginning.
Why are women so terrible now?
This is a standard catcher!
As soon as the two younger brothers behind Zhiyong saw that the situation was bad, one of them came to help Zhiyong out at the first time, flew up and kicked Heimei's chest.
Heimei didn't hide at all. She clasped Zhiyong's wrist with one hand and punched the boy with the other hand.
The boy's legs are short, and it is estimated that there is not much difference with Heimei's arm span. Before he fully contacted Heimei, Heimei's heavy fist intimately greeted him on the cheek.
Suddenly the boy felt earth shaking.
He flew out sideways and fell to the ground.
One punch is the winner!
Zhiyong was stunned.
My grass, this woman, why is she so powerful?
More fucking than UFC!
"Ah ah ~ ~" the boy shouted for a long time, but there was no other sound in his mouth except one word ah. Why?
Because of his chin, he was dislocated by the black punch!
I can't shut my mouth!
After this time, his life will be engraved with a sentence with a black pen.
A man whose jaw was dislocated by a black sister.
I haven't done it yet. The appearance of Heimei and pretending to force the tiger has disintegrated Zhiyong's confident body just now.
"Be honest and don't suffer any more!" Heimei looked at Zhiyong and said.
In fact, at this time, Heimei was soft hearted.
I don't know why, she felt pity for Zhiyong.
Maybe it's because Zhiyong's face is as obscene as pretending to force the tiger. Maybe it's his practice, which is as hard as pretending to force the tiger to be afraid of death.
Black sister stopped doing it.
Just controlled Zhiyong.
But Zhiyong can't stand it. Heimei doesn't do it. She just grabs him with her hand, which also makes him hurt badly.
Black sister's strength is amazing against the sky!
"Fuck off!" Zhiyong bah and stared at Heimei fiercely.
Now, pretending to force the tiger is not happy.
First, he grabbed the knife in Zhiyong's hand, then recklessly raised his soft sword and began to wave wildly at Zhiyong.
Behind him, I only saw a cloud, sword rain and wind.
Pretending to force a tiger is not suitable for using a soft sword. Now he is like waving a hoe in the ground. The force point and direction are wrong.
Soft sword, it's not used like that at all!
If this goes on, he will only hurt the innocent.
He didn't wave a few times, there were two more blood marks on his face, and then came the voice of black sister.
"You stop! You've pulled me!"
…………
Old nine has something to say.
First of all, to see the friends here, Lao Jiu pays tribute to you. Both members and friends who subscribe all the way have given Lao Jiu great support. Lao Jiu is also very pleased to see so many friends chasing after him every day.
At least it proves that what Lao Jiu wrote is not garbage, but it is recognized by some people.
At least Lao Jiu typing in front of the keyboard every day is not in vain.
However, I still have something to say.
Writing a book is actually the same as cooking.
The so-called public opinion is difficult to adjust.
Light, add some salt, free, add some water.
However, writing is different. It's hard to change what tastes like at the beginning.
Therefore, it is inevitable that for some readers, this book is not in line with their appetite.
Well, if you can follow all the way, Lao Jiu will welcome you with open arms. Here, Lao Jiu also guarantees that the plot will become more and more wonderful in the future, which makes you feel like you have a beautiful dream.
But if I can't follow you all the way, Lao Jiu won't blame you, but I can't help but feel some regret. After all, my idea is good and I want to meet everyone's taste, but this is a Utopia of nothingness. It's unrealistic. There are 100 tastes for 100 people. All Lao Jiu can do is try his best to write the book well.
If you can tolerate Lao Jiu, then I hope you can keep up. I really can't see it. Lao Jiu is not reluctant. They are all brothers!
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Not far from the busiest street in Jinhai City, Zhiyong and I confronted each other.
The two younger brothers around him also followed, but the tall and thin man didn't come and looked very far away.
He may see that this time, Zhiyong is going to make a mess.
The two little brothers are fighting for the power of the dog.
With the momentum of Zhiyong, he looked up at me with his head tilted.
Pretending to force the tiger wanted to scold, but before he could speak, Zhiyong swooped and rushed up.
The cold knife pointed at my chest.
My heart is cold.
This man looks like a fugitive. He wants my life as soon as he makes a move!
Stab it in the chest. If you don't get it right, you'll die.
Since Bruce Lee and snake attacked me last time, I have become a little less nervous when facing the knife. When my hand is moving, my shoulder moves first.
My eyes were fixed on Zhiyong's shoulder, and I was ready to counteract.
But when Zhiyong rushed over, I suddenly felt empty behind me, and then a big dark shadow blocked in front of me.
I was pulled back by my collar, stepped back and almost didn't stand firm.
What appeared in front of me was pretending to be a tiger.
He has a bit of pride today.
Move quickly and quickly without any hesitation.
Whoosh~
Before Zhiyong came, pretending to force the tiger took out a soft sword from his waist! The soft sword didn't straighten after it came out because of its ordinary workmanship. It was still shaking.
It's like JJ running a horse. He can't stand it for half a day.
But it still made Zhiyong scared. He had never seen it before.
This is a soft sword. It should appear in the novel!
In reality, he has never seen it.
All he saw were daggers and machetes.
Zhiyong, suddenly stopped and counselled.
He really counselled.
Facing the black wall like forced tiger, he had the idea of running for his life. He felt that this forced tiger was a living Wulin expert!
Only experts use this thing!
The soft sword kept shaking in front of Zhiyong, not pretending to force the tiger to be nervous, but the soft sword was hard to control. Once it was not used well, it shook hard.
But pretend to be a tiger. In order to pretend to be a tiger, fight!
"Come on, I'll tear you up!" the calm look on the tiger's face made Zhiyong feel that he was a master who didn't leak.
Xiaohe, a fugitive, is most afraid of meeting Wulin experts such as pretending to force the tiger.
Whoosh~
The soft sword moved. It was a test, testing Zhiyong.
Zhiyong subconsciously stepped back.
Pretending to force the tiger to see the right time, he waved his arm violently.
He was so anxious that he forgot how he should have done it. He did it with a machete.
He waved his arm hard. The consequence of using the soft sword was that the soft sword swished back and slapped him in the face.
Slap yourself in the face.
Or with his own soft sword.
Pretending to force the tiger made Zhiyong tremble again, but this time, Zhiyong trembled not because of fear, but because he felt hot on his face.
He felt that he had been teased.
The boy who pretended to be a tiger was teased!
He can't make the legendary weapon at all. What force does he have with himself?
Zhiyong, as soon as he bent over, he plunged over with a standard.
"My grass..." although pretending to force the tiger looks stupid, he reacts very quickly. He was surprised to see Zhiyong rush over, but now he can't hide.
There's no time to hide.
He wanted to use the soft sword to block it again, but before he shot, Heimei rushed up first and buckled Zhiyong's wrist.
Click.
It was a light search, so Zhiyong clasped his wrist.
This is really an expert fight. One move will win or lose.
Black sister is now a bodyguard who pretends to be a tiger, and her skill is becoming more and more powerful.
oh dear.
Zhiyong was stunned.
The hand was caught.
This seems to be Zhiyong's first encounter since he fought so many battles.
For the first time, before he did any harm, he was caught by someone.
This is tantamount to being dismounted!
He looked up incomprehensibly and saw a big black face as rough and crazy as a forced tiger.
It's a woman.
It's the woman he ignored from the beginning.
Why are women so terrible now?
This is a standard catcher!
As soon as the two younger brothers behind Zhiyong saw that the situation was bad, one of them came to help Zhiyong out at the first time, flew up and kicked Heimei's chest.
Heimei didn't hide at all. She clasped Zhiyong's wrist with one hand and punched the boy with the other hand.
The boy's legs are short, and it is estimated that there is not much difference with Heimei's arm span. Before he fully contacted Heimei, Heimei's heavy fist intimately greeted him on the cheek.
Suddenly the boy felt earth shaking.
He flew out sideways and fell to the ground.
One punch is the winner!
Zhiyong was stunned.
My grass, this woman, why is she so powerful?
More fucking than UFC!
"Ah ah ~ ~" the boy shouted for a long time, but there was no other sound in his mouth except one word ah. Why?
Because of his chin, he was dislocated by the black punch!
I can't shut my mouth!
After this time, his life will be engraved with a sentence with a black pen.
A man whose jaw was dislocated by a black sister.
I haven't done it yet. The appearance of Heimei and pretending to force the tiger has disintegrated Zhiyong's confident body just now.
"Be honest and don't suffer any more!" Heimei looked at Zhiyong and said.
In fact, at this time, Heimei was soft hearted.
I don't know why, she felt pity for Zhiyong.
Maybe it's because Zhiyong's face is as obscene as pretending to force the tiger. Maybe it's his practice, which is as hard as pretending to force the tiger to be afraid of death.
Black sister stopped doing it.
Just controlled Zhiyong.
But Zhiyong can't stand it. Heimei doesn't do it. She just grabs him with her hand, which also makes him hurt badly.
Black sister's strength is amazing against the sky!
"Fuck off!" Zhiyong bah and stared at Heimei fiercely.
Now, pretending to force the tiger is not happy.
First, he grabbed the knife in Zhiyong's hand, then recklessly raised his soft sword and began to wave wildly at Zhiyong.
Behind him, I only saw a cloud, sword rain and wind.
Pretending to force a tiger is not suitable for using a soft sword. Now he is like waving a hoe in the ground. The force point and direction are wrong.
Soft sword, it's not used like that at all!
If this goes on, he will only hurt the innocent.
He didn't wave a few times, there were two more blood marks on his face, and then came the voice of black sister.
"You stop! You've pulled me!"
…………
Old nine has something to say.
First of all, to see the friends here, Lao Jiu pays tribute to you. Both members and friends who subscribe all the way have given Lao Jiu great support. Lao Jiu is also very pleased to see so many friends chasing after him every day.
At least it proves that what Lao Jiu wrote is not garbage, but it is recognized by some people.
At least Lao Jiu typing in front of the keyboard every day is not in vain.
However, I still have something to say.
Writing a book is actually the same as cooking.
The so-called public opinion is difficult to adjust.
Light, add some salt, free, add some water.
However, writing is different. It's hard to change what tastes like at the beginning.
Therefore, it is inevitable that for some readers, this book is not in line with their appetite.
Well, if you can follow all the way, Lao Jiu will welcome you with open arms. Here, Lao Jiu also guarantees that the plot will become more and more wonderful in the future, which makes you feel like you have a beautiful dream.
But if I can't follow you all the way, Lao Jiu won't blame you, but I can't help but feel some regret. After all, my idea is good and I want to meet everyone's taste, but this is a Utopia of nothingness. It's unrealistic. There are 100 tastes for 100 people. All Lao Jiu can do is try his best to write the book well.
If you can tolerate Lao Jiu, then I hope you can keep up. I really can't see it. Lao Jiu is not reluctant. They are all brothers!
Not far from the busiest street in Jinhai City, Zhiyong and I confronted each other.The two younger brothers around him also followed, but the tall and thin man didn't come and looked very far away.He may see that this time, Zhiyong is going to make a mess.The two little brothers are fighting for the power of the dog.With the momentum of Zhiyong, he looked up at me with his head tilted.Pretending to force the tiger wanted to scold, but before he could speak, Zhiyong swooped and rushed up.The cold knife pointed at my chest.My heart is cold.This man looks like a fugitive. He wants my life as soon as he makes a move!Stab it in the chest. If you don't get it right, you'll die.Since Bruce Lee and snake attacked me last time, I have become a little less nervous when facing the knife. When my hand is moving, my shoulder moves first.My eyes were fixed on Zhiyong's shoulder, and I was ready to counteract.But when Zhiyong rushed over, I suddenly felt empty behind me, and then a big dark shadow blocked in front of me.I was pulled back by my collar, stepped back and almost didn't stand firm.What appeared in front of me was pretending to be a tiger.He has a bit of pride today.Move quickly and quickly without any hesitation.Whoosh~Before Zhiyong came, pretending to force the tiger took out a soft sword from his waist! The soft sword didn't straighten after it came out because of its ordinary workmanship. It was still shaking.It's like JJ running a horse. He can't stand it for half a day.But it still made Zhiyong scared. He had never seen it before.This is a soft sword. It should appear in the novel!In reality, he has never seen it.All he saw were daggers and machetes.Zhiyong, suddenly stopped and counselled.He really counselled.Facing the black wall like forced tiger, he had the idea of running for his life. He felt that this forced tiger was a living Wulin expert!Only experts use this thing!The soft sword kept shaking in front of Zhiyong, not pretending to force the tiger to be nervous, but the soft sword was hard to control. Once it was not used well, it shook hard.But pretend to be a tiger. In order to pretend to be a tiger, fight!"Come on, I'll tear you up!" the calm look on the tiger's face made Zhiyong feel that he was a master who didn't leak.Xiaohe, a fugitive, is most afraid of meeting Wulin experts such as pretending to force the tiger.Whoosh~The soft sword moved. It was a test, testing Zhiyong.Zhiyong subconsciously stepped back.Pretending to force the tiger to see the right time, he waved his arm violently.He was so anxious that he forgot how he should have done it. He did it with a machete.He waved his arm hard. The consequence of using the soft sword was that the soft sword swished back and slapped him in the face.Slap yourself in the face.Or with his own soft sword.Pretending to force the tiger made Zhiyong tremble again, but this time, Zhiyong trembled not because of fear, but because he felt hot on his face.He felt that he had been teased.The boy who pretended to be a tiger was teased!He can't make the legendary weapon at all. What force does he have with himself?Zhiyong, as soon as he bent over, he plunged over with a standard."My grass..." although pretending to force the tiger looks stupid, he reacts very quickly. He was surprised to see Zhiyong rush over, but now he can't hide.There's no time to hide.He wanted to use the soft sword to block it again, but before he shot, Heimei rushed up first and buckled Zhiyong's wrist.Click.It was a light search, so Zhiyong clasped his wrist.This is really an expert fight. One move will win or lose.Black sister is now a bodyguard who pretends to be a tiger, and her skill is becoming more and more powerful.oh dear.Zhiyong was stunned.The hand was caught.This seems to be Zhiyong's first encounter since he fought so many battles.For the first time, before he did any harm, he was caught by someone.This is tantamount to being dismounted!He looked up incomprehensibly and saw a big black face as rough and crazy as a forced tiger.It's a woman.It's the woman he ignored from the beginning.Why are women so terrible now?This is a standard catcher!As soon as the two younger brothers behind Zhiyong saw that the situation was bad, one of them came to help Zhiyong out at the first time, flew up and kicked Heimei's chest.Heimei didn't hide at all. She clasped Zhiyong's wrist with one hand and punched the boy with the other hand.The boy's legs are short, and it is estimated that there is not much difference with Heimei's arm span. Before he fully contacted Heimei, Heimei's heavy fist intimately greeted him on the cheek.Suddenly the boy felt earth shaking.He flew out sideways and fell to the ground.One punch is the winner!Zhiyong was stunned.My grass, this woman, why is she so powerful?More fucking than UFC!"Ah ah ~ ~" the boy shouted for a long time, but there was no other sound in his mouth except one word ah. Why?Because of his chin, he was dislocated by the black punch!I can't shut my mouth!After this time, his life will be engraved with a sentence with a black pen.A man whose jaw was dislocated by a black sister.I haven't done it yet. The appearance of Heimei and pretending to force the tiger has disintegrated Zhiyong's confident body just now."Be honest and don't suffer any more!" Heimei looked at Zhiyong and said.In fact, at this time, Heimei was soft hearted.I don't know why, she felt pity for Zhiyong.Maybe it's because Zhiyong's face is as obscene as pretending to force the tiger. Maybe it's his practice, which is as hard as pretending to force the tiger to be afraid of death.Black sister stopped doing it.Just controlled Zhiyong.But Zhiyong can't stand it. Heimei doesn't do it. She just grabs him with her hand, which also makes him hurt badly.Black sister's strength is amazing against the sky!"Fuck off!" Zhiyong bah and stared at Heimei fiercely.Now, pretending to force the tiger is not happy.First, he grabbed the knife in Zhiyong's hand, then recklessly raised his soft sword and began to wave wildly at Zhiyong.Behind him, I only saw a cloud, sword rain and wind.Pretending to force a tiger is not suitable for using a soft sword. Now he is like waving a hoe in the ground. The force point and direction are wrong.Soft sword, it's not used like that at all!If this goes on, he will only hurt the innocent.He didn't wave a few times, there were two more blood marks on his face, and then came the voice of black sister."You stop! You've pulled me!"Old nine has something to say.First of all, to see the friends here, Lao Jiu pays tribute to you. Both members and friends who subscribe all the way have given Lao Jiu great support. Lao Jiu is also very pleased to see so many friends chasing after him every day.At least it proves that what Lao Jiu wrote is not garbage, but it is recognized by some people.At least Lao Jiu typing in front of the keyboard every day is not in vain.However, I still have something to say.Writing a book is actually the same as cooking.The so-called public opinion is difficult to adjust.Light, add some salt, free, add some water.However, writing is different. It's hard to change what tastes like at the beginning.Therefore, it is inevitable that for some readers, this book is not in line with their appetite.Well, if you can follow all the way, Lao Jiu will welcome you with open arms. Here, Lao Jiu also guarantees that the plot will become more and more wonderful in the future, which makes you feel like you have a beautiful dream.But if I can't follow you all the way, Lao Jiu won't blame you, but I can't help but feel some regret. After all, my idea is good and I want to meet everyone's taste, but this is a Utopia of nothingness. It's unrealistic. There are 100 tastes for 100 people. All Lao Jiu can do is try his best to write the book well.If you can tolerate Lao Jiu, then I hope you can keep up. I really can't see it. Lao Jiu is not reluctant. They are all brothers!
