Sister Fox was crazy, raised her hands, pinched and pinched me, and grew her mouth and tried to bite me.

I'm not afraid of her pinching and pinching, especially her little girl, the strength is not great, and I don't hurt, but biting with the mouth is different.

I looked at her "bloody mouth", and my first reaction was to hurriedly put my hands on her shoulders, and I tried to block her like this.

Sister Fox bit me a few times in the air, especially now that she is a little delirious, and her expression is particularly hideous. When she found that she couldn't bite me at all, she didn't use her brain much, but forcibly stretched her neck.

I wonder how her neck is so long, and she can stretch it so long when she is stretched so long. Her mouth was one step closer to my face.

I put one hand free and held her chin to be safe. I was also careful not to get my finger too close to her mouth, otherwise she would have bit my finger and it would have been broken.

Sister Fox still didn't give up, staring at my face, she stuck out her tongue again, which seemed to say, even if she couldn't bite me, she would lick me with her tongue.

There was still a thick amount of saliva on her tongue, and she was breathing hard, and a breath came at me.

I smell a very strong smell of fish.

I originally guessed that Sister Fox was also poisoned, but now that I look at it, she is not only poisoned, but she is still a serious victim.

I'm afraid that her saliva will not be contagious, especially if it falls on my face like this, won't it pit me?

I was in a complete hurry, and at this time, I exerted a force on my waist, and the knees of my legs were also pushed up.

My explosiveness is very timely and powerful, and Sister Fox was suddenly out of balance by such a belt. She sat on top of me and rolled forward.

Sister Fox finally fell to the ground head-on. As soon as my body relaxed, there were no limits. I immediately got up with a carp, half squatting and half standing.

I looked back at Sister Fox. Like a madman, she grunted and tried to sit up slowly.

To be honest, Sister Fox is not a strong person, and when she fights with me, it is purely the rhythm of the eight punches of the king. And it's not hard for me to submit her.

The problem is that she is **** now, plus she is a woman. When I look at her, I can see her body, I can see those sensitive things. I sometimes have similar thoughts to beards, I am such a man, I really want to deal with a woman with fists and kicks, more or less unreasonable.

I hesitated, but Sister Fox had already sat up, and she turned her head to look at me, grinning again.

I knew that I couldn't delay any longer, so I forcibly persuaded myself, and there was another wave of ruthlessness.

I leaned over to Sister Fox, aimed at her head, and shot a penalty. With a bang, Sister Fox was kicked by me and threw herself to the ground.

I know how hard I can use it, and I'm confident in it.

I stared at Sister Fox to see how she reacted next. But Sister Fox didn't faint, but struggled to sit up.

I was amazed, and I didn't have time to think about it. I took two steps back and looked at her head, ready to do it again.

Sister Fox turned her head to look at me viciously. I don't know if she was scared by me, but all of a sudden, her body went limp, and she forcibly held that breath in her heart. She couldn't bear it and fell to the ground again, and there was no movement.

I felt a little relieved. Then I turned my energy and looked at my beard again.

The "battlefield" on the other side of the beard is a bit lively in comparison. He and Imu almost rubbed together, Imu was tugging at his beard's two hands, and the two brothers were kicking each other.

In fact, it can be seen that Yimu is at a disadvantage and can't beat the beard at all, so he has now chosen a stupid move, pulling the beard to death, making the beard's hands useless, and the two can only attack each other with their feet.

We are not just fighting, but we have actions and tasks. I don't care if it's one-on-one or one-on-two.

I looked around, found a nearby chair, and picked it up.

I shouted to the beard, "Brother, stand out, I'll come!" ”

I grabbed my chair and walked over to them. The beard suddenly snorted, and Imu's face changed when he noticed me, especially the chair in my hand.

He stopped tugging at his bearded hands, and immediately screamed and yelled, and attacked a few times.

He also took advantage of this momentum and jerked back. In this way, he was completely separated from his beard.

I quickly joined up with Beard and looked at Imu coldly. Yimu looked a little timid, and kept scolding in his mouth, "Yaga! ”

Then he touched his waist and pulled out a sword.

The sword had a scabbard, and it was a foot long. He decisively pulled his sword out of its scabbard.

I admit that I don't know much about things like swords, especially in today's society, where there are any swordsmen, even if they can fight, they all use machetes and the like.

I observed that the sword was very thin, not much thicker than chopsticks. One word comes to mind, fish intestine sword.

Imu waved the fish intestine sword a few times, probably looking for the feel first. Beard squinted at this time, looking at Yimu's movements, and he said sarcastically, "What the hell are you holding an oversized toothpick?" ”

Imu Qi's whole face turned even redder, and he screamed, holding the fish intestine sword, and stabbed it at the beard.

The beard told me not to interfere, and he took another step forward.

I can see that Beard wants to try to grab the white blade empty-handed, the problem is that Imu knows some skills, plus this is also a very difficult move, we usually have more contact with hand-to-hand combat, and we know very little about skills such as grappling and grabbing blades.

Beard fought with Imu a few times, and Beard suffered a loss because of it.

Imu whewed again, slashing horizontally with the fish intestine sword. A big hole was made in his beard and clothes.

The beard stepped back in time. I hurriedly stared at it. This big mouth only damaged the clothes, but fortunately it didn't hurt the flesh.

I suggested to the beard, that means, let's go up together, you don't have to do it, you have to take the white blade.

When I said this, he stiffened his face and replied, "What's the matter?" Look down on your brother? ”

Hu Zi snorted stubbornly, and asked me to retreat a little more, so as not to delay his "work". Then he pointed at Yimu and scolded, "Plaster dog, don't be stunned, take your toothpick and kill it again, grandpa will teach you a few hands." ”

Imu is very sensitive to the word dog, and he barks again, especially in the bark, which is very heartbreaking.

I'm all taking this Imu, and my heart says what's wrong with him? Why do you call before every call? Tired or not tired and panicked, if you want to fight, how can there be so many words.

But Imu didn't think so much of me, and when he was happy, he ran to Beard again, and poked his sword at Beard's face.

If this sword had been stabbed in the beard's face, I guess the beard would have to hang up. But the beard was very calm, and he was not in a hurry to dodge.

When the tip of the fish intestine sword was very close, the beard tilted his head sharply and turned his head.

The beard opened his mouth wide and bit down on the fish intestine sword.

The teeth of the beard were so strong that I heard a rattling sound. Beard and Imu parted again, this time Imu chose to take the initiative to retreat.

Imu looked at the fish intestine sword in his hand, and it was unexpectedly interrupted, and only half of it was left.

The beard bit the other half of the mouth, but the beard was not uninjured, and there was a corner of the mouth that was cut by the fish intestine sword, and a little blood flowed out.

Beard didn't care, snorted, and spat out the half of the sword, and with a clang, the sword fell to the ground.

Beard smiled evilly and asked Imu, "Guys, where did you buy this toothpick?" Parallel imports, right? Why is it so unsturdy? ”

Imu's expression was rich, first surprised, then confused, and finally completely frightened. Think about it, if anyone sees Hu Zilu with such a hand, he will be frightened.

Imu was silent for a few seconds, and then asked, "Who are you guys?" ”

I thought to myself, this kid wasn't incorrigibly stupid. Of course, my beard and I don't give it all up. The beard came up and blew hard, pointed at himself with his thumb, and drank, "Lao Tzu is an Interpol, you're done, little plaster, you know?" If you illegally imprisoned and poisoned the prisoners, it is estimated that you will be shot, ah no, the shooting is too light, and you will be shot. ”

I said in my heart that beard can really fool, why did the word "cannonball" come out? And the beard paused, and his face softened, and let Yimu know the face and hand over the poison, which can be regarded as a confession of leniency, and the punishment will be reduced and changed to shooting.

I don't know what Imu thinks, and how much he believes Beard's words, but his whole face is sinking anyway, and he is about to drip water.

He was ruthless again, and shouted at the two of us, "The warriors of the Great Plaster Country will never surrender, and I would rather commit suicide than be disgraced." ”

Hu Zi took a sip, pointed to the half-cut fish intestine sword in Yimu's hand, and said, "You are a deflated three, what kind of crazy words are you spitting, Lao Tzu is more serious with you today, you hurry up, don't ink, hurry up and cut my stomach, let me see what it looks like?" ”

Then the beard looked at me. I understood what the beard meant, and I answered, "Imu-kun, I told you about the consequences of seppuku, you know?" People have a conditioned reflex, and the moment you stab the fish intestine sword into your stomach, you will feel a sharp pain, and your subconscious will also affect you, so that your final strength will not be too great. You can't cut yourself to death at once, but you can only leave a hole in your stomach. Your internal organs, like intestines or something, will flow down this hole. Plus, you're going to bleed profusely and you're covered in a lot. ”

I saw that Imu's whole face was blue, and I paused and said, "You know what? After seppuku, you have to stay up until the blood runs out, and then you can die a painful death, and it is not dignified at all, but disgusting. ”

I read that right, Imu was really frightened, and his hands shook a little at the end.

The beard snorted and scolded, "Didn't you shout about seppuku?" Shake it, you're such a coward! ”