Pan Xiaodie didn't expect anyone to be around at all, and he slapped her, which scared her.

The two thugs who were holding Pan Xiaodie heard the sound, and before they could turn their heads, they were knocked to the ground by a carp rushed by Ding Yanqing.

Then the two of them grinned in pain and couldn't stand up for a short time, but Ding Yanqing was very depressed, not because of a headache, but because of a ding, the defense attribute was -2, and the strength was -1.

This... Is it not okay to attack with the head? Is it only to be beaten? Or is it to be beaten with the head?

The mourning mark not far away next to him was even more angry when he heard the sound here.

"If you want to be a hero and save the beauty, die fat, this time I will fulfill you and die together. ... The rest of the people were on me, and a few of them were hacked to death. ”

Since the boss had spoken, the surrounding thugs immediately rushed to Ding Yanqing, who was depressed.

Seeing a knife slashing at him, Ding Yanqing immediately dodged to the left. Before he had time to think about what to do, he picked up Pan Xiaodie, who was screaming, and ran.

He didn't run anymore without running two steps, because there was a crackling sound behind him, and then he saw that the two dogs arrived in front of him, and he was relieved.

The second dog stood in front of Ding Yanqing with a snort, and he didn't know where to pick up the two sticks, and said loudly, "Young master, you run." I'll help you block it. ”

...... Ding Yanqing has a black line, and the people chasing him have let He Xiaojun solve a large part of it by the way, and the rest are hesitant and dare not move, who else is in the way?

The second dog, who didn't pay attention to the determination, looked at He Xiaojun like a tiger entering the flock, it was really majestic. The majestic momentum of seeing people and destroying ghosts once again refreshed Ding Yanqing's cognition.

In fact, it is not only him, the most intuitive feeling is the group of people who fell to the ground and cried for their father and mother. Sanda pays attention to one hit and defeats the enemy with one move. And He Xiaojun is even more extreme, coupled with his speed, he is often "a small hand raised, down a row" speed in the clearance.

However, He Xiaojun acted completely according to Ding Yanqing's instructions, and only solved some of the people at the beginning. After that, it was completely straight towards Ma Jun and the two.

Perhaps men and women have different perspectives, saying that men are rational and women are emotional. Like Pan Xiaodie.

After being pulled and running two steps away from the crowd, he saw that he was out of the danger zone. Secretly took out her mobile phone and secretly called her "stupid brother".

Pan regretted it, she wanted to go home. She doesn't want to stay here anymore, she wants to go back to school, and she misses her even more.

In just such a while, Ma Jun already had several wounds on his body in order to protect Li Tie, although the problem was not big, but it also affected his performance.

At this time, seeing a person coming straight towards him in the crowd, Ma Jun's heart was cold.

He was not afraid, but a calm man, because his physical strength was not much, and his body was already sore.

The man walked up to him and looked at him, laughing.

"Oh, it's really big, so many of my little brothers haven't killed you, it's really tight. ”

The person who came was the mourning standard, and he knew how powerful He Xiaojun was. Force may be between winning or losing, and if the two of them make a move, it may not end so quickly, and it may take too much time.

He saw that Ma Jun here was already covered in blood, and his movements were not as light as at the beginning, and he concluded that this thousand-mile horse was already at the end of the crossbow, so it was better to solve it first.

Ma Jun knew that Fu Biao had followed Bai Qinghong for many years, and his force was naturally not weak, even if he was not an opponent in his heyday. Just now, I just saved my friend.

Unexpectedly, the loss of the standard directly asked for the lives of the two of them, and it really didn't reason with you at all. Ma Jun slowed his breathing and said to the mourning standard.

"Today is the end of the day, and if there is a recurrence, this revenge will be returned. ”

These few sentences are very ancient, and they almost make the mourning standard happy. He didn't want to talk nonsense with this little bastard anymore, so he took the knife and ran to Ma Jun to cut it down.

Ma Jun had already gone out of the lamp, and he had no strength to resist at all, so he secretly thought that my life would be over, so he had to close his eyes and wait for death.

But I heard two sounds of "woo" and "pop" in my ears. He didn't feel the knife slashing at him, and when he opened his eyes, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

It turned out that a young man just now grabbed a knife that was mourning the mark and broke it violently. At this moment, the young man stood in front of Ma Jun with half a blade in his hand, looking at the mourning mark on the opposite side like a god of war.

Looking at the half-cut knife in his hand, Mourning Biao gasped. The situation just now was not ordinary, you must know that your actions were not immobile, but slashed at Ma Jun very quickly. This young man was able to grab the knife in motion and break it violently. That's.

I've never seen anyone so good, is this martial arts, kung fu, or am I simply dazzled?

Fortunately, the mourning standard Jianghu is experienced, and after calming down, he threw half of the knife on the ground. I took two more from the little brother next to me.

smiled and said to the young man in front of him, "Wonderful, very wonderful." But... You're still going to die. I'm going to see if you can break the knife in my hand. ”

This young man is He Xiaojun, why did he just break the knife of the mourning standard? Instead of directly dealing with the mourning standard? Because Ding Yanqing's sentence was just to protect the two of them, and the rest was not to be taken care of.

Ma Jun's blood surged, but he lost a little too much blood, and his whole body was weak, and he couldn't even say words of thanks at this time.

Although the mourning standard held two knives in his hands, he still didn't dare to rashly attack He Xiaojun, because this young man was a little unfathomable.

There is a stalemate here, and the three of Ding Yanqing are lively. When the gangsters saw the eldest brother running straight to Ma Jun, they also knew that the mourning target was ruthless, and there would definitely be no chance for them to perform, so they set their eyes on Ding Yanqing.

And Ding Yanqing, who was stared at by a large circle of thugs, was a little absent, plus his heart was weak. Because he was considering whether to use that 1 mission point, so that he could have half of He Xiaojun's force.

But the previous system blocked this road, and if you want to take the initiative to attack, you can, then you don't need attributes. This is a bit more than worth the loss for Ding Yanqing.

The scene just now was seen by the second dog who had been paying attention to He Xiaojun, and a golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes. Secret Dao: How tall is this person, he can break a knife with his bare hands.

Pan Xiaodie was still crying into the phone, and Ding Yanqing didn't pay attention to it, because he noticed that the people around him were a little eager to try.

Just as he was paying attention to the person on the left, a person on the right came over with a nunchuck and was calling Ding Yanqing. He reacts to 20 points, that is, the level of ordinary people, and he can't react at all.

The snap hit his head, and Ding Yanqing felt a buzz in his head, and then fell to the ground by inertia.

Everyone thought that they had knocked down one and were about to deal with the traitor Ergouzi, but they heard a loud roar.

"Come on, pretentious. Lao Tzu's 30 years of hard work finally has a place to use. ”

Everyone was shocked: iron... Iron head work?