Chapter 471
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Today's dress is very special.
With a soft sword, he looks like Simon blowing snow.
However, the act of pretending to force the tiger and his appearance have nothing to do with Ximen blowing snow. He is Ximen sweeping snow.
His action and energy are like sweeping snow.
Next, it's quite rhythmic.
If the black sister's cry hadn't interrupted him, he would have swept more.
He basically died with Zhiyong. He wasn't hitting people at all.
"Wife, what's the matter?" pretended to force the tiger to stop and looked at the black sister.
Black sister pointed to several blood marks on her back: "can you watch it!"
"Oh, I'll be careful ~" pretending to force the tiger also feels a little wrong. After all, he's hitting people. How can he hurt his own people by mistake?
With that, he asked Heimei to change her posture, blocked her behind him, and then raised her soft sword again.
Zhiyong is really afraid of the soft sword in his hand. Although it doesn't hurt much, it tortures people like pulling a hole in you with a knife.
However, although he pretended to force the tiger to greet him hard, he was not less injured.
The soft sword was a double-edged sword in his hand. It hurt others and himself.
Zhiyong, I don't want to be tortured by this big girl like embroidery.
So, when he pretended to force the tiger to start, he bowed his head, hit his body hard, and added an eagle hook foot below.
Pretend to force the tiger to fight, but he also has weaknesses.
Every man has his weakness.
Zhiyong is also worried. Ignore it, otherwise he won't use such a dirty method to deal with the forced tiger.
Bang~
There was a dull noise. I heard it really in the back.
It's the sound of Zhiyong kicking under the tiger, which makes people feel painful.
"Oh, my grass!" no matter how powerful the tiger was, he couldn't carry it. He tilted and fell back to suppress the black sister.
At the same time, Heimei grabbed Zhiyong's wrist and let go.
Zhiyong turned and ran without thinking.
I caught up in two steps and grabbed Zhiyong's clothes.
He really has no fighting spirit now. He wants to run. Facing my extended hand, he just bowed his head and danced a ballet in front of me.
The clothes swished off.
I was stunned. I was brave and flexible.
His actions in front of me seemed to make me have a beautiful dream.
It seemed that I saw a mermaid dancing ballet~
That beautiful figure and flexible posture made me unforgettable.
In less than a second of my stupidity, Zhiyong walked with the people around him and ran away.
He came and walked gently without taking away a cloud.
"Pretending to be a tiger, are you okay?" I went to help pretending to be a tiger. He stretched out his hand to pull me, but I suddenly noticed that his hand had just touched his place.
So I quickly retracted my hand.
Black sister looks more anxious than pretending to be a tiger.
Can she take it easy?
What will she do if the tiger thing breaks down and doesn't work?
What should she do in the dead of night every day?
How can she live!
Looking at the place where they left, my eyes became deep.
It is reasonable to say that they should not be in Jinhai city now. They should have run away for a long time, but why do they dare to appear in Jinhai city now?
Who is standing behind him?
Who is behind him?
……
Through one alley and another.
A turn is another acceleration.
Zhiyong, like a cheetah on the grassland, runs desperately with all his strength, as if he had no goal.
In front of him, all the streets and pedestrians disappeared. There was a vast expanse of grassland.
In Zhiyong's head, there is no one, no building, only grassland.
He is the cheetah that flies by~
"My grass, slow down, slow down..."
Thin and tall, he couldn't run. He didn't expect Zhiyong to have such good physical strength. He ran for nearly two kilometers in one breath. He still didn't mean to stop at all.
Still accelerating, still running, still enjoying their youth.
This makes him a little bit of a circle. Why did he coax Zhiyong who threatened to work hard with Zhang Wen just now? Why did he counsele at once?
How can you run faster than yourself?
This desperate effort is to run to the end of the world?
Zhiyong didn't seem to hear the man. His two legs were still tossing quickly.
"Hey, my grass, Zhiyong!" the tall thin man and his two younger brothers couldn't run.
He shouted to Zhiyong who scattered ducks in the distance.
The man looked back. No one from Zhang Wen came after him. He was relieved.
At this moment, he felt as if he had won.
In terms of physical strength, Zhang Wen's people lost.
Zhiyong heard the tall and thin voice. He looked back. They didn't follow, and ran back.
Stand still in front of tall and thin people.
Zhiyong has been on the rhythm and can't stop now.
"What's the matter?" Zhiyong asked innocently, not knowing what the man called himself.
"I grass... You... You're not tired?" the tall and thin man was really convinced of Zhiyong. Why is he so strong.
"Tired?" Zhiyong stared at him with surprised eyes, "are you not good at kidney?"
In a word, the tall thin man and his two little brothers were speechless.
But one of the younger brothers didn't want to say it, he couldn't say it.
His chin is off. His whole face hurts now.
"What are you running for?" the tall and thin man didn't want to quarrel with Zhiyong.
"Nothing..."
When the tall and thin man said this, Zhiyong also felt that he had no face. Just now he was the first to stay to confront Zhang Wen, and now he is the first to run.
The painting style turns too fast. No wonder they are tall and thin. They can't accept it for a time.
But those two people like Heishan are Wulin experts.
As soon as the master makes a move, he knows whether there is one.
Especially the woman, the strength, the impact force, the impact force, is not what ordinary people can have at all.
Has exceeded human limits.
In contrast, Zhang Wen seems a little small.
"The people around Zhang Wen are really powerful." Zhiyong sighed.
"I really convinced you. Can you stop first?" the tall thin man couldn't stand seeing Zhiyong still standing still.
This Zhiyong, how can he run so fast?
When it comes to physical strength, Zhiyong must have no problem. When he was in the number, he was famous for a long war and never lost.
He has always exhausted all his opponent's physical strength. He still looks like a person who has nothing to do.
One, two, three, stand.
Zhiyong stopped and looked at the tall thin man with a little innocent eyes.
"I said Zhang Wen was hard to mess with. Just now I let you run. You have to stop!"
"Didn't I want to try how deep the water is?"
Zhiyong's words are the truth.
He has long wanted to fight Zhang Wen, but he has never had a chance. This time, he has achieved his wish.
"OK, let's go and inform brother first!" said the tall thin man.
Zhiyong nodded. Several people took a car from the roadside and left.
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Today's dress is very special.
With a soft sword, he looks like Simon blowing snow.
However, the act of pretending to force the tiger and his appearance have nothing to do with Ximen blowing snow. He is Ximen sweeping snow.
His action and energy are like sweeping snow.
Next, it's quite rhythmic.
If the black sister's cry hadn't interrupted him, he would have swept more.
He basically died with Zhiyong. He wasn't hitting people at all.
"Wife, what's the matter?" pretended to force the tiger to stop and looked at the black sister.
Black sister pointed to several blood marks on her back: "can you watch it!"
"Oh, I'll be careful ~" pretending to force the tiger also feels a little wrong. After all, he's hitting people. How can he hurt his own people by mistake?
With that, he asked Heimei to change her posture, blocked her behind him, and then raised her soft sword again.
Zhiyong is really afraid of the soft sword in his hand. Although it doesn't hurt much, it tortures people like pulling a hole in you with a knife.
However, although he pretended to force the tiger to greet him hard, he was not less injured.
The soft sword was a double-edged sword in his hand. It hurt others and himself.
Zhiyong, I don't want to be tortured by this big girl like embroidery.
So, when he pretended to force the tiger to start, he bowed his head, hit his body hard, and added an eagle hook foot below.
Pretend to force the tiger to fight, but he also has weaknesses.
Every man has his weakness.
Zhiyong is also worried. Ignore it, otherwise he won't use such a dirty method to deal with the forced tiger.
Bang~
There was a dull noise. I heard it really in the back.
It's the sound of Zhiyong kicking under the tiger, which makes people feel painful.
"Oh, my grass!" no matter how powerful the tiger was, he couldn't carry it. He tilted and fell back to suppress the black sister.
At the same time, Heimei grabbed Zhiyong's wrist and let go.
Zhiyong turned and ran without thinking.
I caught up in two steps and grabbed Zhiyong's clothes.
He really has no fighting spirit now. He wants to run. Facing my extended hand, he just bowed his head and danced a ballet in front of me.
The clothes swished off.
I was stunned. I was brave and flexible.
His actions in front of me seemed to make me have a beautiful dream.
It seemed that I saw a mermaid dancing ballet~
That beautiful figure and flexible posture made me unforgettable.
In less than a second of my stupidity, Zhiyong walked with the people around him and ran away.
He came and walked gently without taking away a cloud.
"Pretending to be a tiger, are you okay?" I went to help pretending to be a tiger. He stretched out his hand to pull me, but I suddenly noticed that his hand had just touched his place.
So I quickly retracted my hand.
Black sister looks more anxious than pretending to be a tiger.
Can she take it easy?
What will she do if the tiger thing breaks down and doesn't work?
What should she do in the dead of night every day?
How can she live!
Looking at the place where they left, my eyes became deep.
It is reasonable to say that they should not be in Jinhai city now. They should have run away for a long time, but why do they dare to appear in Jinhai city now?
Who is standing behind him?
Who is behind him?
……
Through one alley and another.
A turn is another acceleration.
Zhiyong, like a cheetah on the grassland, runs desperately with all his strength, as if he had no goal.
In front of him, all the streets and pedestrians disappeared. There was a vast expanse of grassland.
In Zhiyong's head, there is no one, no building, only grassland.
He is the cheetah that flies by~
"My grass, slow down, slow down..."
Thin and tall, he couldn't run. He didn't expect Zhiyong to have such good physical strength. He ran for nearly two kilometers in one breath. He still didn't mean to stop at all.
Still accelerating, still running, still enjoying their youth.
This makes him a little bit of a circle. Why did he coax Zhiyong who threatened to work hard with Zhang Wen just now? Why did he counsele at once?
How can you run faster than yourself?
This desperate effort is to run to the end of the world?
Zhiyong didn't seem to hear the man. His two legs were still tossing quickly.
"Hey, my grass, Zhiyong!" the tall thin man and his two younger brothers couldn't run.
He shouted to Zhiyong who scattered ducks in the distance.
The man looked back. No one from Zhang Wen came after him. He was relieved.
At this moment, he felt as if he had won.
In terms of physical strength, Zhang Wen's people lost.
Zhiyong heard the tall and thin voice. He looked back. They didn't follow, and ran back.
Stand still in front of tall and thin people.
Zhiyong has been on the rhythm and can't stop now.
"What's the matter?" Zhiyong asked innocently, not knowing what the man called himself.
"I grass... You... You're not tired?" the tall and thin man was really convinced of Zhiyong. Why is he so strong.
"Tired?" Zhiyong stared at him with surprised eyes, "are you not good at kidney?"
In a word, the tall thin man and his two little brothers were speechless.
But one of the younger brothers didn't want to say it, he couldn't say it.
His chin is off. His whole face hurts now.
"What are you running for?" the tall and thin man didn't want to quarrel with Zhiyong.
"Nothing..."
When the tall and thin man said this, Zhiyong also felt that he had no face. Just now he was the first to stay to confront Zhang Wen, and now he is the first to run.
The painting style turns too fast. No wonder they are tall and thin. They can't accept it for a time.
But those two people like Heishan are Wulin experts.
As soon as the master makes a move, he knows whether there is one.
Especially the woman, the strength, the impact force, the impact force, is not what ordinary people can have at all.
Has exceeded human limits.
In contrast, Zhang Wen seems a little small.
"The people around Zhang Wen are really powerful." Zhiyong sighed.
"I really convinced you. Can you stop first?" the tall thin man couldn't stand seeing Zhiyong still standing still.
This Zhiyong, how can he run so fast?
When it comes to physical strength, Zhiyong must have no problem. When he was in the number, he was famous for a long war and never lost.
He has always exhausted all his opponent's physical strength. He still looks like a person who has nothing to do.
One, two, three, stand.
Zhiyong stopped and looked at the tall thin man with a little innocent eyes.
"I said Zhang Wen was hard to mess with. Just now I let you run. You have to stop!"
"Didn't I want to try how deep the water is?"
Zhiyong's words are the truth.
He has long wanted to fight Zhang Wen, but he has never had a chance. This time, he has achieved his wish.
"OK, let's go and inform brother first!" said the tall thin man.
Zhiyong nodded. Several people took a car from the roadside and left.
Today's dress is very special.With a soft sword, he looks like Simon blowing snow.However, the act of pretending to force the tiger and his appearance have nothing to do with Ximen blowing snow. He is Ximen sweeping snow.His action and energy are like sweeping snow.Next, it's quite rhythmic.If the black sister's cry hadn't interrupted him, he would have swept more.He basically died with Zhiyong. He wasn't hitting people at all."Wife, what's the matter?" pretended to force the tiger to stop and looked at the black sister.Black sister pointed to several blood marks on her back: "can you watch it!""Oh, I'll be careful ~" pretending to force the tiger also feels a little wrong. After all, he's hitting people. How can he hurt his own people by mistake?With that, he asked Heimei to change her posture, blocked her behind him, and then raised her soft sword again.Zhiyong is really afraid of the soft sword in his hand. Although it doesn't hurt much, it tortures people like pulling a hole in you with a knife.However, although he pretended to force the tiger to greet him hard, he was not less injured.The soft sword was a double-edged sword in his hand. It hurt others and himself.Zhiyong, I don't want to be tortured by this big girl like embroidery.So, when he pretended to force the tiger to start, he bowed his head, hit his body hard, and added an eagle hook foot below.Pretend to force the tiger to fight, but he also has weaknesses.Every man has his weakness.Zhiyong is also worried. Ignore it, otherwise he won't use such a dirty method to deal with the forced tiger.Bang~There was a dull noise. I heard it really in the back.It's the sound of Zhiyong kicking under the tiger, which makes people feel painful."Oh, my grass!" no matter how powerful the tiger was, he couldn't carry it. He tilted and fell back to suppress the black sister.At the same time, Heimei grabbed Zhiyong's wrist and let go.Zhiyong turned and ran without thinking.I caught up in two steps and grabbed Zhiyong's clothes.He really has no fighting spirit now. He wants to run. Facing my extended hand, he just bowed his head and danced a ballet in front of me.The clothes swished off.I was stunned. I was brave and flexible.His actions in front of me seemed to make me have a beautiful dream.It seemed that I saw a mermaid dancing ballet~That beautiful figure and flexible posture made me unforgettable.In less than a second of my stupidity, Zhiyong walked with the people around him and ran away.He came and walked gently without taking away a cloud."Pretending to be a tiger, are you okay?" I went to help pretending to be a tiger. He stretched out his hand to pull me, but I suddenly noticed that his hand had just touched his place.So I quickly retracted my hand.Black sister looks more anxious than pretending to be a tiger.Can she take it easy?What will she do if the tiger thing breaks down and doesn't work?What should she do in the dead of night every day?How can she live!Looking at the place where they left, my eyes became deep.It is reasonable to say that they should not be in Jinhai city now. They should have run away for a long time, but why do they dare to appear in Jinhai city now?Who is standing behind him?Who is behind him?Through one alley and another.A turn is another acceleration.Zhiyong, like a cheetah on the grassland, runs desperately with all his strength, as if he had no goal.In front of him, all the streets and pedestrians disappeared. There was a vast expanse of grassland.In Zhiyong's head, there is no one, no building, only grassland.He is the cheetah that flies by~"My grass, slow down, slow down..."Thin and tall, he couldn't run. He didn't expect Zhiyong to have such good physical strength. He ran for nearly two kilometers in one breath. He still didn't mean to stop at all.Still accelerating, still running, still enjoying their youth.This makes him a little bit of a circle. Why did he coax Zhiyong who threatened to work hard with Zhang Wen just now? Why did he counsele at once?How can you run faster than yourself?This desperate effort is to run to the end of the world?Zhiyong didn't seem to hear the man. His two legs were still tossing quickly."Hey, my grass, Zhiyong!" the tall thin man and his two younger brothers couldn't run.He shouted to Zhiyong who scattered ducks in the distance.The man looked back. No one from Zhang Wen came after him. He was relieved.At this moment, he felt as if he had won.In terms of physical strength, Zhang Wen's people lost.Zhiyong heard the tall and thin voice. He looked back. They didn't follow, and ran back.Stand still in front of tall and thin people.Zhiyong has been on the rhythm and can't stop now."What's the matter?" Zhiyong asked innocently, not knowing what the man called himself."I grass... You... You're not tired?" the tall and thin man was really convinced of Zhiyong. Why is he so strong."Tired?" Zhiyong stared at him with surprised eyes, "are you not good at kidney?"In a word, the tall thin man and his two little brothers were speechless.But one of the younger brothers didn't want to say it, he couldn't say it.His chin is off. His whole face hurts now."What are you running for?" the tall and thin man didn't want to quarrel with Zhiyong."Nothing..."When the tall and thin man said this, Zhiyong also felt that he had no face. Just now he was the first to stay to confront Zhang Wen, and now he is the first to run.The painting style turns too fast. No wonder they are tall and thin. They can't accept it for a time.But those two people like Heishan are Wulin experts.As soon as the master makes a move, he knows whether there is one.Especially the woman, the strength, the impact force, the impact force, is not what ordinary people can have at all.Has exceeded human limits.In contrast, Zhang Wen seems a little small."The people around Zhang Wen are really powerful." Zhiyong sighed."I really convinced you. Can you stop first?" the tall thin man couldn't stand seeing Zhiyong still standing still.This Zhiyong, how can he run so fast?When it comes to physical strength, Zhiyong must have no problem. When he was in the number, he was famous for a long war and never lost.He has always exhausted all his opponent's physical strength. He still looks like a person who has nothing to do.One, two, three, stand.Zhiyong stopped and looked at the tall thin man with a little innocent eyes."I said Zhang Wen was hard to mess with. Just now I let you run. You have to stop!""Didn't I want to try how deep the water is?"Zhiyong's words are the truth.He has long wanted to fight Zhang Wen, but he has never had a chance. This time, he has achieved his wish."OK, let's go and inform brother first!" said the tall thin man.Zhiyong nodded. Several people took a car from the roadside and left.
