Chapter Twenty-Eight: What About Waste!

Seeing that the little guy could recognize herself at a glance, Alina was very surprised. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

They hadn't seen each other for nearly a year, and Zhong Xuexue was only about two and a half years old at that time.

I didn't expect this little guy's memory to be so good!

Alina nodded to Zhong Xuexue with a paralyzed expression, and said comfortingly: "Xuexue, don't worry, I'll rescue you right away." ”

Then he pointed the knife at the clown and repeated, "Let her go, and you can walk away in peace!" ”

The clown didn't seem to take Alina's intimidating threats to heart, but just looked down and asked the little girl in his arms, "You know each other?" ”

"Hmm!" Zhong Xuexue nodded heavily and replied quickly: "Aunt Alina is a good friend of my mother, and they met when they were in high school in the UK. A year ago, I went with my mom to visit her in the UK. ”

Little Scandal was a little depressed and muttered, "She has known your mother for so long?" How did I not know? ”

Zhong Xuexue rolled her eyes and said, "Aunt Alina and my mother know each other, is it necessary to get your consent?" I warn you not to hit my mother's idea! ”

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Hit your mom idea? You made it up with your mother and me, do I need to beat my wife's idea?

was choked by Zhong Xuexue for a few words, if it wasn't for the mask to cover it, he was sure that his face would be very bitter now.

Hesitantly looking at the two women in the room, the clown asked Zhong Xuexue in a deep voice, "So, they are worthy of trust and can guarantee your safety?" ”

"Of course! Aunt Alina is my mother's best friend, and Sister Shirley grew up watching me, so how can they be bad people! ”

Alina can't deny, if it weren't for the deep relationship with Charlene, like sisters. She categorically would not use life-saving moves, and forcibly rushed here to save Zhong Xuexue.

After a deep look at Alina, the clown finally let go of the little girl in his arms, "I hope what she said is true, otherwise you will be hunted down by me to the ends of the earth!" ”

If it weren't for Qi Bo's life, based on Zhong Xuexue's rhetoric alone, the clown would not have entrusted Zhong Xuexue to these two contractors anyway.

But now he has no other choice, he just hopes that his daughter's vision is fine.

After Zhong Xuexue was put down, she didn't run to Alina's side, but grabbed the clown's trouser leg and asked in a childish childish voice: "Uncle, are you going to save Qi Bo?" ”

The clown rubbed Zhong Xuexue's head, which made the little girl's face full of unwillingness, looking at the little girl's bulging bun face, the clown stopped and nodded: "In my heart, he is an indispensable brother!" ”

"Since he is your indispensable brother, you are still standing here and saying such things...... Don't worry, I'm going to save Zibo, I don't want him dead! ”

The corners of the mouth twitched under the clown mask, didn't this pull me and not let me go?

"Don't worry, he'll be fine!"

With that, the clown's figure disappeared into the room out of thin air.

Looking at the empty door, Zhong Xuexue wrinkled her little nose and said in a low voice: "Uncle, you must save Qi Bo!" ”

After saying this to the clown who had gone away, she turned around and walked in front of Alina, and said coquettishly: "Aunt Alina, aren't you in England?" Why are you here? And why is Sister Shirley with you? ”

"Auntie misses you, can't you?" Alina put away the long knife in her hand, gently scratched the little guy's nose with her fingers, and said with a rare smile.

"Yes, but your answer is very far-fetched!" Zhong Xue Snowman said with a ghost.

On the side, Shirley walked up to her, gently hugged Zhong Xuexue, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be poor, I'll go back to see your mother, she's in a hurry now!" ”

As soon as she heard that her mother was worried about her safety, Zhong Xuexue finally showed an anxious look on her little face, and said loudly: "Hmm! Aunt Alina, Sister Shirley, let's go back quickly! ”

"No, you go back with Shirley first, I still have things to deal with."

Alina lifted her sword and walked towards the door without looking back.

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The rich night, the cool rain, and the sweat of beans are mixed together, making the vision more and more blurred. The wound on his chest that had been scratched by Rahal was now coming from a crusting pain.

But Qi Bo didn't dare to stop his steps, he knew that as long as he slackened a little, he would be caught up by the person behind him.

At this point, all Qi Bo could hear was the sound of his heart beating wildly.

I don't know how far I ran, but eventually Zibo came to a stop in a messy meadow.

It seems that this should be the place where a housing developer contracted to build a real estate in the future.

If you continue to run like this, sooner or later you will be caught up by that person, and the clown should also take Zhong Xuexue to a safe place.

While his strength was not exhausted, Qi Bo gritted his teeth and resolutely decided to stop here and have a real PK with that person.

If there is no foreign aid, Qi Bo is sure that he will be 100% able to get the bento this time.

When Rahal saw Zibo stop, he stopped his steps at the same time, standing less than five meters away from Zibo, looking at him with a cat-and-mouse gaze.

At the same time, he jokingly asked, "Why don't you run?" Aren't you a good runner? ”

Since he decided to stay and fight this guy, Qi Bo also let go.

Turning around, he sneered: "Alas, no one who can run can outrun a mad dog in estrus!" ”

Although he can't beat this person, he can't be soft in his mouth!

Rahal was not provoked, but laughed and said, "Mad dog? Haha, not bad! I love this adjective! ”

Thinking that the victory was in his hands, Rahal did not immediately screw out Zibo's head, pulling out his heart and feasting on it.

"If you don't want to die, just kneel down and beg me, maybe I'll let go if I'm in a good mood!"

Because every time Rahar hunts prey, he deliberately gives them a few minutes to survive, using words to play tricks on the psychology of the prey, and to play with the intelligence of these guys

Looking at their desperate and helpless expressions, or the dying struggle of the dog jumping off the wall, in order to satisfy his certain sick psychology.

However, Zibo did not show any superfluous expression on his face, just looked at Lahal sarcastically.

It looked like he was feeling pity for a madman who had gone insane.

"It's not terrible to have a lower IQ, it's really incorrigible to force a naΓ―ve person with a mental retardation! You're here to kill me, and even if I kneel down and beg you, you won't be able to let me go. Besides, we haven't started to do anything, so why do you look like you're winning? ”

Rahar laughed and said, "Yes, even if you kneel down and beg me to let you go, I will still kill you!" As for hands-on? Haha, do you think you alone can beat me Lahal? ”

Qi Bo spat out, showed his coquettish middle finger again, and said: "Don't let the hen open the screen and be amorous, I'm not interested in knowing the name of a mad dog, don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up!" I don't have the leisure to listen to you mentally retarded and blind BB! ”

Rahal put away his smile and said coldly: "Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you!" ”

With a speed invisible to the naked eye, Rahar formed five fingers into claws and quickly bullied Zibo's chest, trying to use the same move against him.

This time, on the open grass, Zibo barely escaped the piercing heart claw, but the claw wind still scratched his coat.

"Not bad! It seems that there is still some strength......"

Although he said this, the movement of Rahar's hand did not stop.

He appeared in front of Zibo again in the blink of an eye, and struck him at Zibo's head with a fist.

As soon as Zibo stopped, he knew that Rahal appeared in front of him again, and in a hurry, he could only cross his arms to protect his head, hoping to block the punch.

"Click!"

With the sound of bones breaking, Zibo's whole body flew sideways.

Rahal didn't stop, but instead jumped into the sky and punched Zibo in the chest again, who was still flying in the air.

There was another crisp sound of bones shattering, and Qi Bo, who was flying in the air, fell heavily to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The rain fell on Zibo's face, quickly washing away the blood gushing out of his mouth.

Rahal walked up to Zib's side and stomped his chest, "Where did that momentum go?" Waste is waste! It's only a lip service. ”

Forcibly swallowing back the blood that came out of his throat, Qi Bo opened his mouth and took a hard breath before replying intermittently, "Ahem, I'm ...... Rubbish...... Again...... What do you think? That's only ...... Proof...... You only have ...... This little bit of ability to bully waste! ”

As Qi Bo spoke, red blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Hearing this, Rahal increased the strength of his feet a little more, and said coldly: "Hmph! Waste still dare to talk back! ”

Seeing that Qi Bo didn't make a sound, he realized that he had closed his eyes tightly and seemed to have fainted.

Removing his foot from Zibo's chest in boredom, Rahal pouted, "It's so cheap for you to die in your sleep!" ”

Grabbing Zibo's hair, Rahal raised his other hand to cut off Zibo's head.

When the knife was about to touch Zibo's neck, Zibo suddenly opened his eyes in a second, raised his hand and struck Rahal's head.

Rahal didn't expect Qi Bo to wake up at this time, and he was caught off guard, and he ate Qi Bo's fist well.

Immediately, Rahal's whole person flew upside down several meters away, and the skull mask that had been on his face all the time was also lifted off under Zibo's punch.

But the punch didn't actually hurt Rahal, and when the guy flew in the air, he only held himself on the ground with one hand, and then did a backflip to easily defuse the impact of the punch.

Rahal stopped steadily not far from Zibo, covered his head with his hands, and said with a wicked smile: "Counterattack before death? Hehe, in my opinion, it's just a poor donkey! β€œ