The stubborn resistance between me and the Sandman finally reached the point where we could not sustain it.

As soon as this thought crossed my mind, my eyes closed and I fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but I didn't wake up naturally, but I was awakened by a huge movement.

It was a loud crash from the metal security door, which I could hear clearly because I was so close.

It even felt like it was ringing in my ears, and it shook my eardrums.

When I was sleeping, I opened my sour eyelids, and I felt unpleasant that I was disturbed to rest.

Who, the hell Lao Tzu is still sleeping-

Wait a minute!

I slammed my spirit, instantly freed from the entangled sleepiness, and felt a chill all over my body.

My day, Lao Tzu's current situation is not to sleep in a safe place.

I saw that the old silver stick was still pressed under me, and subconsciously probed his breath with my fingers.

Some of them are abnormal, and the nerve centers that control breathing may be affected, and breathing is very short, which seems to be quite difficult.

But in the end, even if he has breathing, it's okay, at least Lao Tzu didn't kill anyone.

As soon as I thought about it, I heard a loud "bang" again.

When I looked up, the inside of my mother's door lock was deformed.

The old silver stick is also quite remote here, not the kind of community where the population lives relatively densely. Therefore, such a movement did not alarm others.

Who will be the person who will break into the door at this time?

I was not quite sober and my mind suddenly felt a chill when I thought about it.

Ning Banglan's smiling face suddenly appeared in my mind.

"Li Linjun, are you dead?"

"Can't you do this little thing?" a cold and displeased female voice came from outside the door, although it sounded good, but there was a disgusting disgust in her tone.

It's Ye Ling!

I instantly thought of Ye Ling's hidden skills, and just a small show was enough to shock me before.

No, she's coming in.

According to my speculation, Ye Ling should be equivalent to the master of the Wing Chun Bridge Seeking Realm. For a person like me who is still in the stage of small thoughts, if he confronts her head-on, he will probably die in nine lives.

"Then the only way to win is to win by surprise!"

Just like the old silver stick plotted against me before, despite the huge gap in our strength, we still almost let him succeed.

No matter how awesome the master is, there is also the possibility of capsizing in the gutter, not to mention that Ye Ling should not be strong enough to be ineffective in sneak attacks.

These thoughts flashed through my mind, and I reacted quickly.

I picked up the unconscious old silver stick and pressed it against me, making the illusion that I was being knocked unconscious by him at the same time.

Then I picked up the fragment of the beer bottle on the ground, held it in the palm of my hand, and then slapped it on the floor with the back of my hand facing the sky, covering it completely.

I pretended to close my eyes, but there was a very fine gap between my upper and lower eyelids. Under the cover of the eyelashes, it is seamless.

Listening to the loud noise outside the door, I felt nervous for some reason, and I didn't know if such a method would work.

Finally, with a "clang", the door was violently broken.

Ye Ling walked in condescendingly and saw our miserable situation at a glance.

She frowned and shook her head sarcastically. I don't know if I am ridiculing me for being calculated by my own brothers, or ridiculing the old silver stick for playing tricks and being overturned by me.

"In that case, the police will love the situation where you all die together, right?" she laughed suddenly, flipped the crowbar in her hand into an arc, and then turned her back to her.

Ye Ling is like a beautiful woman cooking at home, casual and relaxed, knocking her high heels on the floor lightly and heavily.

With a "snap", Ye Ling's heel bounced to the sole of his shoe, and a cold and reflective blade emerged with a "bang".

And the moment she lifted her legs, I saw the wonderful scenery under her skirt.

A voice suddenly roared in my head, "It's now!"

Without warning, I grabbed Ye Ling's ankle violently, and then tugged at it violently.

Ye Ling's face changed, and he was unstable by my center of gravity, but he quickly swung his legs and swept towards my neck with the blade of the sole of his shoe.

However, I simply threw myself to the ground, and even pressed her to the floor with her unsteady center of gravity.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and she frowned in pain.

Ye Ling's right leg was pressed forward by me, and the slender stockings Yu Yuehui were all separated diagonally and pressed to the right arm. If a person with a bad ligament is forced to make such a gesture, it is estimated that he will die of pain and even serious damage to the ligament.

However, Ye Ling just glared at me angrily, and the sharp end of the crowbar in his hand slammed into my head.

I jerked my arm and elbowed her arm away.

He pressed his arm against her left hand, and pressed the sharp fragment of the bottle against her jade-like neck.

"If you move again, I promise to kill you. "One of my hearts was beating wildly, and I couldn't guarantee that I had subdued this woman.

Sure enough, Ye Ling sneered, slammed his left heel on the floor again, popped out a sharp blade, bent his long legs and stabbed at me.

My Nima feels like I'm about to blow up, why do I still have my left foot!

And I can still move my left leg so much when I am pressed to the ground, are you stepping on a horse a water snake, what kind of non-human flexibility is this?

Lao Tzu didn't even think about it, he immediately pressed her left leg down with his right leg, and struggled to clamp it in the crook of his hind leg.

In order to subdue this woman completely, I have used all my might.

Or to put it another way, Lao Tzu has used all the skills of the weight-bearing station and the sheep.

If Ye Ling can still break free with such a passive attitude, I will be ruthless even if she is ruthless.

Of course, the price of her cruelty is that I will pierce the glass shards into the artery of her neck!

The sneak attack was successful, and this hidden woman continued to hide her level.

I don't know if Ye Ling will be very angry in his heart, obviously stronger than my combat power. But under the sudden sneak attack, I didn't even use real kung fu, and I was directly subdued.

Ye Ling was pressed under me in a very distorted posture, and the previous action of resisting and struggling made our bodies infinitely contacted.

I pressed on her so hard that there was hardly a gap. In that wonderful feeling, I was stunned and reacted.

It's so immortal, this gesture is just between the gap between her two peach buttocks.

Ye Ling looked at me as if he wanted to kill someone.

I could smell the faint fragrance of her, but I had to suppress the restlessness in my heart, after all, nothing was more important than life and death.

"If you struggle a little longer, I promise to kill you. "My voice was low and my eyes were cold.

However, Ye Ling looked at me coldly, and even said disdainfully, "Do you dare?"

Damn, despise Lao Tzu?!

"Do you think I dare?" I said, the shard of glass in my hand deflecting away from the major artery and piercing her neck.

The red blood meandered and flowed, contrasting with the snow-white neck.