The mutation came too fast and too fast, so fast that Zhang Fan didn't react at all.

When he reacted, the short knife in the sleeve of the student wearing the school uniform and the peaked cap had already slipped down, held it in his hand, and resigned fiercely towards Qin Duxue's abdomen.

The cold sword light was snow-white, whiter than the surrounding snow, and time seemed to stand still at this moment, and he struggled to rush in the direction of Qin Duxue.

However, it was already too late, and the knife in the student's hand was only a few centimeters away from Qin Duxue's stomach.

It was originally a sudden assassination when he passed by, the distance was very short, and he made a decisive move, without dragging the mud and water, and the assassination time was even more compressed.

Simple, straightforward, but also fatal.

"Qin Duxue!" Zhang Fan's pupils shrank and shouted hoarsely.

However, Qin Duxue didn't move at all, the expression on her face was still indifferent, and she looked at the killer coldly.

The killer still kept his head down, but this time, he could see his expression clearly, and with a fierce smile on his face, he struggled to plunge the knife into Qin Duxue's stomach.

Swish!

In this flash of light, Qin Duxue moved.

With a slight tap of her toes, the whole person quickly swept backwards, and suddenly opened up the distance.

Her long hair fluttered, her arms outstretched, her left foot bent, her right foot straight, and she jumped in mid-air.

That is, this is a vacancy, Zhang Fan has arrived.

He grabbed the student killer's knife with a fierce face, his bloodshot eyes staring at him fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him in one bite.

Tick.

There is the sound of liquid dripping.

Light, yet harsh.

Blood splattered down from Zhang Fan's palm and fell into the white snow, instantly staining the white snow on the ground.

The blood spread rapidly, and soon spread to all sides, and it seemed that the snow around Zhang Fan was stained red with blood.

Just now, Zhang Fan grabbed the knife stabbed by the killer with one hand, and the sharp dagger was inserted into Zhang Fan's flesh palm, stabbing a bloody hole in his palm.

However, at this time, Zhang Fan seemed to have lost his sense of pain, his eyes were always on the killer's face, and suddenly, he grinned at the killer.

Laughing wildly, laughing hideously.

Syllable.

The other intact hand grabbed the wrist of the killer holding the knife, and Zhang Fan smiled cruelly: "You can't run now." ”

The killer's expressionless face was finally moved, and a look of surprise appeared.

He was surprised that Zhang Fan blocked this blow in such a lifeless way, and he was even more surprised that Zhang Fan's amazing willpower - if a normal person's palm was pierced, he would have fainted in pain, but this brother not only did not faint, but grabbed his hand vigorously.

Qin Duxue on the side also walked over with a cold face, especially after seeing Zhang Fan's palm, a rare anger appeared on her exquisite face.

"Hurt him, you deserve to die. ”

Qin Duxue said, her eyes indifferent as if she were looking at another corpse.

She came to Zhang Fan's side and slapped her palm lightly.

The clouds are light.

The wind is light.

"Poof!"

However, the student killer's mouth spurted a large amount of blood, and his face was pale.

Qin Duxue was still unmoved, and continued to slap the second palm.

"Whew-"

When the second palm was slapped, the wind blew around, the snowflakes on the trees and the ground were blown up, and a large stone not far away began to appear on the surface of a small crack.

The ancients had clouds, one hit the dead cow, the second shook the mountain, and the third and four gods were unstoppable.

The gist of this sentence is that there are thousands of Chinese warriors, and there are very few who have practiced internal strength, and these martial artists are divided into four layers, one heavy strength can kill the cow, the second can shatter the mountain stone, and as for the triple strength and four heavy strength, it is difficult for the gods to resist.

Qin Duxue caused cracks to appear in the bluestone in the distance with just one palm, indicating that her internal strength had been practiced to the point of double strength.

The killer looked at Qin Duxue's palm with a horrified look, knowing very well that if he received that palm, he would definitely die or live.

He was also decisive, snorted, and directly tore off his arm that was grabbed by Zhang Fan.

The severed arm snapped from the shoulder and fell to the ground, splattering blood and forming a river of blood on the ground.

The killer didn't want that broken arm, and fled with severe pain.

At this moment, there was the sound of hurried footsteps all around.

The bodyguards of the Qin family rushed over when they heard the wind, and when they saw a large area of blood and a broken arm on the ground, they immediately gasped.

The housekeeper asked with concern, "Miss, we're late." ”

Qin Duxue ignored it, but looked at Zhang Fan with concern and asked, "Zhang Fan, how are you?"

"It's okay, I can't die. ”

Zhang Fan's face turned pale and he smiled reluctantly.

After speaking, he closed his eyes and fell straight back.

Qin Duxue hurriedly caught the body, so that Zhang Fan's head was pillowed on Qin Duxue's full chest.

"So soft, so soft......"

"Mommy's Taste ......"

This was Zhang Fan's last thought before he fell into a coma.

Qin Duxue hugged the unconscious Zhang Fan, her face was pale, her chest rose and fell violently, and she was obviously not angry.

It's not that the killer wants to assassinate him, but that he actually bleeds this man.

"The murderer can't live, and besides, find out the instigator. Qin Duxue's voice did not carry a trace of emotion, and said indifferently.

"Yes. ”

The housekeeper answered, not daring to say anything more, because he knew that this time, the young lady was really angry.

——

Simon Meeting.

Qin Dongsheng, as usual, sat on the sofa in the private room, listening to the guzheng of the mountains and flowing water, and tasting the tea.

Crunch –

The door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.

Qin Xudong walked in and said with a smile, "Cousin, why are you so interested?"

"How can you see it?" Qin Dongsheng opened his eyes and asked with a smile.

"My cousin listens to "Guangling San" when he is in a normal mood, listens to "Ambush on All Sides" when he is in a bad mood, and listens to "Yangchun Baixue" when he is in a good mood. Qin Xudong said with a smile: "Today's musician's performance of "Yangchun White Snow" proves that my cousin is in a good mood. ”

"Hahaha......" Qin Dongsheng laughed three times and beckoned Qin Xudong to sit down: "Come, Xudong, sit, how about tasting this tea." ”

Qin Xudong sat down, but did not drink tea, looked at Qin Dongsheng, and said with a smile: "Cousin, I'm here to tell you a piece of news." ”

"What's the news?" Qin Dongsheng asked with interest.

"Cousin Twilight has been assassinated. ”

“……”

The smile on Qin Dongsheng's face stiffened, he put down the teacup and asked, "Is Twilight all right?"

Qin Xudong shook his head and said, "Cousin Duxue is fine, but Zhang Fan has something, Zhang Fan blocked a knife for Duxue." ”

"Twilight is fine. Qin Dongsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's really a good thing, the person who should have had an accident has an accident, and the person who shouldn't have an accident is fine." ”

Qin Xudong still smiled meaningfully, and said, "But, cousin, have you ever thought that if such a big thing happens, who will be the first person Cousin Duxue suspects?"

Hearing this, the smile on Qin Dongsheng's face slowly disappeared, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

"Why not?" Qin Xudong gloated and said: "You also looked for Zhang Fan a few days ago, and you didn't want Zhang Fan to appear at tomorrow's charity dinner, but Zhang Fan was injured today, do you think that with Duxue's IQ, you can't guess the relationship?"

Listening to Qin Xudong's words, Qin Dongsheng squinted his eyes and laughed, his eyes flashing with a cold light: "So, I, Qin Dongsheng, can't be a good person?"

Qin Xudong shrugged his shoulders and said, "It seems, yes." ”