The little girl jumped away, Xia Shan thought about it, and still followed.

The little girl gave him a good feeling, much better than Qin Kesong.

It's getting dark, and it's not safe for the little girl to be outside alone......

Moreover, she also underestimated the Qian Arrow beside Qin Kesong too much......

"Qian Jian, do you still dare to chase after you?" In a small forest outside Gordon Villa, Pei Weiwu took off his hat, turned around slowly, and looked at Qian Jian.

"Is that you?" Qian Jian frowned, "You didn't leave, you brought me here......

"Of course it's me...... I just realized that after being open for most of my life, it feels good to use a few yin tricks occasionally. ”

"Pei Weiwu ......"

"Wrong, it's Pei Wenwu. Pei Wenwu shook his head, "When my father and mother gave birth to me, they hoped that I would be both civil and military. But I didn't want to think about those thoughts, and when I was seventeen, I killed them and changed my name to Pei Weiwu. Now it seems that my father's mind is still correct. ”

"Are you ......" Qian Jian looked around, "alone?"

"Of course it's one person, there are so many people, how can I lead you out...... Suffer death. ”

Qian Jian is not a reckless man, nor is he a young man who is easy to get hot-blooded, three against two that day, he wants to be a difficult fight, one against one, he is definitely not Pei Wenwu's opponent.

So, the money arrow turned around and ran.

However, compared to Qian Jian, Pei Wenwu was taller and more flexible, and Qian Jian didn't run a few steps before the sound of breaking wind sounded in his ears.

Qian Jian rolled on one side to dodge, and when he got up, he stared at Pei Wenwu with solemn eyes.

"I don't want to go, you can't run away, my Pei family has no queen, you all have to die!" Pei Wenwu walked slowly towards Qian Jian, and at the same time carefully stared at Qian Jian's every move.

The lion fights the rabbit, and still uses all his strength.

When he was more than half years old, he finally cared about the problems of future generations, and finally remembered that he still had a waste son.

In order to practice and practice his body, the methods he used were too domineering, and he had already lost his fertility.

And when he learned that his son could no longer give birth, Pei Wenwu became a lone wolf wandering in the Yan Country, and if he didn't kill everyone who had anything to do with Qin Kesong, he wouldn't miss it, and he couldn't miss it.

Qian Jian stood up and dealt with it with all his might.

Between the masters, there has never been a steady victory, not a real hand-to-hand, and the victory or defeat is especially unknown.

It can only be said that Qian Jian knows that his victory is very small.

……

Xia Shan followed the little girl out of the community, looking at the traces deliberately left, which should be the clues that led away Qian Jian, Xia Shan was a little curious - do you want to catch up and take a look?

Or follow the little girl?

After all, there seems to be someone watching the little girl......

That Pei Wenwu is quite meticulous in his work, and he has a two-pronged approach, right?

……

The little girl hummed happily and walked to a place in the grove where she and her friend had agreed.

Thinking of her as the head of the eldest sister of the cold kite, she dominates the Internet, there is a sky with the key in hand, and she has friends all over the Yan country, what she wants to do is not a matter of words.

"Ride my beloved little motorcycle...... Leng Kite happily picked up the motorcycle she had agreed with her friends to put here, and went to put on a helmet while leaning against her body to prevent the red motorcycle from falling.

At this time, a man's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "Little girl, where are you going?"

The man's Yan Guohua was not very good, and the little girl's body stiffened slightly for a moment before she turned to look at the man.

Leng Kite smiled sweetly at the man, "Uncle, what are you doing here?"

The man said in the Yan Mandarin dialect, which he was not very proficient in, "I'm waiting for you here." ”

"What are you waiting for me to do?" Leng Kite tilted her head ignorantly, but her two little hands were quietly adjusting their positions in secret.

Suddenly, while still having a well-behaved and simple smile on his face, Leng Kite grabbed the handle of the small motorcycle, and the whole person jumped on the spot, ready to fly into the car and slip away.

It's a pity that the man grabbed the clothes on the back of Leng Kite's neck.

The cold kite was very small—compared to this man.

So her whole body was carried by the man and hung in the air.

Leng Kite hung her head in frustration, "Why are you catching me~"

The man smiled, still in a half-baked Yanguo dialect, "Master asked me to take you back, but I can't let you run away." ”

The man shook the cold kite he was holding in his hand and smiled proudly.

Behind him, another voice suddenly sounded.

"Hey, brother, what are you doing here?"

The voice was gruff, sounding like the words of an uncle with a full beard.

The man turned around and saw only a man wearing a security guard uniform with a strip of cloth covering his face and head.

The only pair of eyes on his face is reflected, reflecting the picture of him carrying the little girl.

The man looked at Xia Shan and smiled, "You are the mysterious person of that day, my master is jealous of you, I am not afraid of you." ”

As he spoke, the man threw down the little girl, and kicked her ass at the same time, "Stay obediently, don't ask for hardship." ”

Leng Kite responded aggrievedly, "Oh~"

The man clenched his fists and looked at Xia Shan with interest, the master was afraid of him, it was afraid that he would sneak attack with a black gun in the back.

This kind of person who can't get on the stage and can only sneak attack, how powerful can he be to deal with it head-on?

At this distance, pulling out a gun is looking for death.

The man grinned wantonly, and then suddenly ran two steps and jumped up, and rushed towards Xia Shan in the air, smashing Xia Shan's door with a casserole-sized fist.

The man's momentum was fierce, like a tiger descending from a mountain.

Xia Shan smiled faintly, met the wrist of the man's fist from the bottom with one hand, grabbed his armpit with the other, and threw the man more than three meters away with a reflexive turn.

Clapping his hands, Xia Shan said, "Didn't your master teach you not to leave the ground easily?"

The man jumped to his feet, looked at Xia Shan angrily, and rushed over again.

But this time he listened to Xia Shan's words and didn't jump up rashly to hit Xia Shan.

A straight punch that is steady.

Xia Shan deviated his body and pushed away the straight punch with one hand.

The man punches again.

Summer Hill dials again.

At the same time, Xia Shan opened his fist on the side of his upper body, and kicked the man's calf and leg bones with a kick from his lower body.

The man hurried, bent his knees to block.

His body suddenly became half shorter, and Xia Shan slapped his chin from the bottom up, and the man was pushed backwards by this palm.

Xia Shan followed half a step forward, and smashed down with a hard punch on the man's chest.

"Bang"!

The man's big body slammed into the ground, and his whole body was hit by Xia Shan's punch in the air, and he couldn't breathe for a long time, lying on the ground gasping for breath.

The speed of this fight was so fast, the little girl on the side just opened her eyes wide, and the winner had already been decided.

Xia Shan squatted down and looked at the man with a grin, "Are you afraid of me now?"

The little girl Leng Kite also came over at this time, standing next to Xia Shan, she also squatted down, and looked at the man lying on the ground with watery eyes, "Uncle, you scared me to death just now!"

The man was lying on the ground, covering his chest with one hand, and he didn't forget to stare at Xia Shan fiercely.

Xia Shan's eyes were full of playful smiles, and the man felt that his eyes were equal to giving Xia Shan for nothing, and he glared at the little girl again.

The little girl suddenly leaned towards Xia Shan, put on a pitiful look and said, "Brother, he scared me~"

Xia Shan first corrected the little girl in a rough voice, "It's uncle, not brother." ”

Then Xia Shan slapped the man lying on the ground again, "Apologize!"

The man knew that it was useless to stare at Xia Shan, so he glared at the little girl, resolutely did not apologize, and proved his backbone with his actions.

The little girl's mouth was deflated, and she looked like she was about to cry, "Uncle, you're so scary~"

Xia Shan slapped the man again, "Look, the little girl is about to cry, hurry, make her laugh!"

Xia Shan's slap was a little heavy, and the man's eyes softened, but he still didn't say a word.

Ruan Jin felt a little aggrieved in his heart, he was a big man, where would he tease the little girl......

Seeing that the man was not enlightened, Xia Shan personally taught, "Come, say, you are a pig!"

The man tilted his head and didn't look at Xia Shan.

He didn't want to be led by a rope.

Xia Shan slapped him on the chest, countering violence with violence.

The man was turning his head, looking at Xia Shan, his mouth moved, and only then did he say aggrievedly in the half-baked Yan Guohua: "You are a pig!"

Xia Shan slapped it again, "Wrong, say, I'm a pig!"

"Oh, you're a pig!"

"Hey, I can't tell if it's a pig!" said - I - yes - pig!" Xia Shan instructed word by word.

Ruan Jin was a little confused, looking at Xia Shan, he tentatively learned Xia Shan's rhythm word by word and said, "You—are—pig!"

The little girl burst out laughing.

"Hey!" Xia Shan's eyes widened.

Before Xia Shan made a move, Ruan Jin didn't want to suffer this humiliation again, so he slapped his palm on the back of his neck and fainted.

Xia Shan withdrew his hand curtly, "It's a wolf to kill ......"