"Well, I've said what I need to say, and it's a pretty pleasant conversation. Wen Xuan suddenly said with some ease.

Wen Xuan's words were finished, but Han Fei still had a doubt in his heart, when they shook hands before, what was going on with that strange feeling, not only himself, Han Fei believed that Wen Xuan must have felt it too.

There are some words that Han Fei will not hide in his heart, and then he opened his mouth to ask this question, but he didn't expect Wen Xuan to do a Tai Chi, and he didn't explain at all, Han Fei knew that it was futile to continue to ask, so he smiled and stopped talking, and when the time came, he would naturally know what he should know.

"In that case, let's go back. After Han Fei finished speaking, he made a gesture of please, although this woman was a little arrogant, but Han Fei's influence on her was generally very good, after all, beautiful women naturally have an advantage.

Wen Xuan smiled and didn't say anything, but when she had just stepped down from the rock, Han Fei suddenly saw that something seemed to flicker behind Wen Xuan, and Han Fei's face suddenly turned to the side.

"Be careful!"

Han Fei rushed forward in an instant, knocking the defenseless Wen Xuan to the ground at once, and almost in a moment, a cold texture flew out close to the two of them.

It was a thick knife face, with a layer of cold light under the moonlight, directly cutting off a small tree with both hands around it!

Han Fei's face instantly turned cold, this thing is too penetrating, it is simply a miniature version of the bed crossbow, if it is hit by a bullet, there is still a possibility of survival, but if it is touched by this thing, the whole person will be cut into two pieces with one sword!

"Did your enemy come to the door?" Wen Xuan, who was lying in Han Fei's arms, asked coldly, Han Fei himself was also confused, the big golden teeth were hiding and didn't dare to show his face, who else dared to make trouble for himself without opening his eyes?

Before he had time to feel the warmth of the lovely child in his arms, Han Fei had already felt that seven or eight people were rushing towards this side at a rapid pace.

The neat and uniform style is obviously specially trained, and it is much stronger than ordinary bastards, but it is still a little worse than the dozen or so thugs in the big golden tooth field.

Because of this, Han Fei couldn't figure out where the other party came from.

"Hide behind this rock, and don't tell you not to come out. After Han Fei finished speaking, he greeted the group of people, for fear that the battle arena would affect Wen Xuan's hiding place.

The seven or eight men had a clear goal, and they rushed straight towards Han Fei, and then looked at the tools in their hands, daggers, three-edged thorns, and tai knives, and even two people rushed towards here with their bare hands.

Han Fei's face was slightly strange, what kind of combination is this?

At this moment, the man with the knife had already rushed in front of Han Fei, looking at the clogs he was wearing under his feet, Han Fei couldn't help but show a sneer on his face, he didn't know how to change his shoes when he came out to work, this kid was a little too pretended.

Han Fei's body shook instantly, and the sword in the hand of the island man had already been raised high, and he was about to slash down with a decapitation slash, when he suddenly felt that the Chinese man had disappeared in front of him.

Then there was a crisp "click", the cracking sound of the clogs was clearly audible, and then an inhuman scream sounded under the night sky, and the island man immediately fainted with his head tilted, and the flesh and blood of his feet seemed to be buried deep in the soil with the broken clogs.

Han Fei didn't stop, and rushed straight towards the man holding the three-edged thorn, and he was still a little bit of a pound among these people.

This guy should be an international mercenary, a three-edged thorn in his hand is like a spirit snake, the first few sword flowers are just phantoms, after thinking that he has deceived Han Fei, the three-edged thorn immediately stabbed at Han Fei's ribs at a tricky angle.

I have to say that this guy is quite a bit hot when he uses a knife, but it's a pity that in the face of absolute strength, this skill is just a joke.

The speed of the three-edged thorn was very fast, but Han Fei's speed was faster than him, and just as the tip was about to pierce into Han Fei's skin, the mercenary suddenly found that his hand could no longer stab forward!

Before he could come back to his senses, someone seemed to have flicked a finger on his wrist, and suddenly he felt as if a strong current was passing through his arm for a while, and the three-edged thorn also came out of his hand, and then there was a sharp tingling sensation in his neck, and the mercenary's eyes were black, and then he fell on his back.

Han Fei quickly withdrew the three-edged thorn, and blood flowed down the blood trough, the thing was good, but it was a pity that there was still a few points missing from his human heat.

At once, the two companions lay down, and the rest of them were a little swaying for a while.

At this moment, Wen Xuan was walking towards the sports car, and his light and breezy appearance seemed to be as natural as the female president who got off work and walked towards her car, where was there a little awareness of being on the battlefield!

Those guys glanced at each other, and immediately changed their targets and rushed towards Wen Xuan.

Only then did Han Fei react, it turned out that this group of people was coming for Wen Xuan, and the reason why they had faced him before was because he was the only man with the ability to resist.

Solve your own problem, and the remaining Wen Xuan can't turn the sky at all, maybe he will go back alive, and the commission he will get will be even more generous.

Wen Xuan obviously realized that this group of people was coming for her at the beginning, otherwise she wouldn't have been so anxious to get into the car, and it should be the correct style of painting to stay behind honestly.

"What a cunning woman. Han Fei muttered to himself, and then rushed towards Wen Xuan's side at a faster speed.

Wen Xuan's reaction was not fast, but it was a pity that her speed was a beat slower after all, and when she had already pulled the doorknob with one hand, a strong man with knotted muscles had already grabbed Wen Xuan's arm.

But in the next second, the strong man's face turned the color of pig liver, and he fell down weakly while holding his crotch, and under the cold moonlight, Han Fei vaguely saw that there seemed to be a little blood stain on the needle-pointed metal heel, this woman's hand was really black enough!

Han Fei couldn't help but shudder, just try to change him to the position of that strong man, I'm afraid he won't be able to avoid this sharp cut off of his grandson's feet.

What surprised Han Fei the most was that even at this moment, this woman's face did not have the slightest panic, she still had that arrogant and indifferent appearance, as if these killers who were struggling to rush towards her were just a few bugs.

Maybe this woman is a sloth, even if the knife is cut on her body, she still lies lazily on the tree and squints, and she will not feel pain until seven or eight hours later.

Don't look at Wen Xuan doesn't seem to care, but Han Fei doesn't dare to take this risk, if Wen Xuan really has an accident, the family behind her will definitely overturn the entire seaside, and all the people who have been in contact with her during this time, the best ending within the three generations of the direct family is humane destruction.

It is said that beautiful women are all red-faced and troublesome, Han Fei finally understands the essence of this sentence now, is this woman funny or something, after solving that strong man, she is not in a hurry to get into the car, but instead interjects and looks at the red-eyed killers with interest.

"It's not shallow to hurt people!"

Han Fei slammed his foot into force, and the whole person rushed out like a bow and arrow with enough strength, and kicked his right foot hard at the vest of one of them.

The latter suddenly flew away as if he had been hit by a high-speed sports car, and his body twisted in a strange position in mid-air, and when he landed, it was already like a piece of plasticine folded in half, and his head was already hanging on his buttocks.

Even the most powerful yoga master can't complete such a difficult movement alive, this guy seems to have his spine shattered into a mess.

Wen Xuan just looked at Han Fei like this, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently showed a light smile, this man still cares a lot about his life and death, although the ingredients mixed in this are a bit complicated, but strictly speaking, he is also the first man to work hard for her.

Wen Xuan was not in a hurry to get into the car now, he leaned directly on the car door and looked at the dragon and tiger fight in front of him, the only regret was that the two sides were not an order of magnitude at all.

In just half a minute, Han Fei had already pulled the three-edged thorn out of the back of a Muay Thai master, and as for the rest of them, they were all lying to the ground and twitching unconsciously.

If you are lucky, you can spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair, and if you are unlucky, you can only count on the next life.

Han Fei looked up at Wen Xuan, who had a breezy face, and couldn't help but sigh, this woman was detached from beginning to end, without the slightest sense of apology, she was busy working here, she was good, she really looked lively on the side. ()