Chapter Thirty-Eight—Bunching Up the Cloth

The first time I saw someone start to undress in the middle of a fight, Xiao Qiao's weird behavior fell into the eyes of others and was simply a psychotic approach, but would he do such a brainless thing? The answer is no. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info As for the twists and turns, only Xiao Qiao himself knows.

If you want to talk about this, you have to start last weekend.

After lunch, Xiao Qiao lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, thinking carefully about what happened in the mall yesterday.

Thinking about the benefits of being rich and powerful? No, Xiao Qiao is not very keen on chasing fame and fortune, he is thinking about the female clerk.

Just being enveloped by the murderous aura she unleashed, the woman would collapse. Why is that? Thinking of the murderous aura that was terrifying as substance, Xiao Qiao also had a palpitation.

It's horrible.

"Brother Yu, why is your murderous aura so powerful, I think you can use it as a weapon. When I want to imitate you, I can't? "Xiao Qiao didn't come up with a reason for it by himself. He doesn't know much about murderous spirits, thoughts and things that can't be seen or touched.

"Hehe, people are different from each other, and there is no comparison. Even you are fundamentally different from me now. Xiang Yu replied.

"Is it because you are stronger than me that the murderous aura you release is so much stronger?"

"You misunderstood. The essential difference I am talking about is that you have not killed anyone, and I have killed. Xiang Yu said leisurely. Murderous and murderous, kill in the first place. If you haven't even killed anyone, how can you be murderous? You think you're murderous when you blow your beard and stare at it a few times, but it's nothing. ”

Murderous aura generally refers to only those whose hands have really been stained with blood. Ordinary people are angry just to make it feel like you're angry, and there is no threat to life. People who have killed people are different, when they are angry, they don't want to beat you, but to kill you on the spot in order to release this breath. People who can treat other people's lives as ants often release such a death signal when they look at each other!

Hearing Xiang Yu talk about killing people so lightly, Xiao Qiao had goosebumps all over his body. If he could only use his murderous aura in this way, then he would rather not. No one has the right to take the life of another, even if there is a great reason for it, even if that person is an unforgivable sinner.

"Don't be so depressed, you have a kind heart that doesn't want to hurt people, that's good." Xiang Yu comforted: "Besides, the murderous spirit is only useful for some guys who are not strong, and if you meet someone who is a little capable, no one will be affected at all." As long as you can make reasonable use of the various things around you when you are in trouble, you will be fine. ”

"Brother Yu, then let me ask you a more extreme question. What would you do if you didn't have anything around you to take advantage of? "Xiao Qiao is a thoughtful person, he doesn't just think about the ideal situation. Although the chance of not having something to take advantage of is small, it does exist and should not be overlooked.

Because negligence at this time is often a dead end.

"Then use what you have."

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Look back to the bar.

Behind it is a bar booth with enough seats for five or six people; On the left is the table that was kicked over by Brother Guang, and the glass surface has been shattered; On the right are the gangsters of the Tianyou Gang, who may rush up at any time; Directly in front of him is Brother Guang holding the "Shadow", he has adjusted well, at least much stronger than Xiao Qiao; Overhead is a computer moving head lamp, about four meters away from Xiao Qiao's head; Beneath your feet is a buried floor with all kinds of footprints and garbage.

So, what can be used for all these things around? The sofa is still a table, Xiao Qiao doesn't have the strength to use it at all; The front and the right are full of enemies; The moving head light is too high to reach; Not to mention the ground. You can't rely on external forces, so you can only find a way from yourself.

"Calm down, calm down, Xiao Qiao. Take advantage of what you have on yourself. Xiao Qiao wanted to calm himself down and recall carefully, but every cell in his body trembled excitedly because he was too excited: "What car must have a road in front of the mountain, what willows and flowers are bright and another village, all nonsense!" It's still up to you. Think! Hurry up and think about it, Xiao Qiao! ”,

What else is in you? It is estimated that the banknote of 30 yuan for taking a taxi, the fruit mobile phone taken from Zhao Zhuo, a pack of tissues, the key to the villa gate, the ID card, and ...... Gone? How can these things come in handy?

"No, no, no, there must be something left behind.... Grass! It's so uncomfortable that the clothes are sticky....." Just as Xiao Qiao finished saying this sentence frantically, the whole person was stunned.

Clothes.

It's clothes!

Xiao Qiao slowly took off his shirt, which had already been stained with sweat and blood, and at this time he was holding it in his hand, and there was even a trace of red thread dripping to the ground. The corners of Xiao Qiao's mouth pulled out a trace of an unfathomable smile, and he didn't know what the meaning was. I don't know what the situation is for others, but Brother Guang sees it appropriately, and Xiao Qiao can still laugh at this time, which puts great pressure on his heart.

"Hah!" Xiao Qiao roared, his arms suddenly raised solid muscles, he twisted his wrist quickly, and his clothes spun around. Soon, the wet cloth danced and twisted into a strand under the strength and speed of Xiao Qiao's celebration, and it made a "woo" waving sound. The thin fabric in Xiao Qiao's hand was like an iron whip whistling in the wind.

Bundle up into soldiers!

He ignored the surprise and uneasiness in Brother Guang's eyes, and he didn't appreciate the excitement of succeeding in the first experiment. Xiao Qiao leaned down and shifted his weight down, and the muscles on his tense legs jumped up.

The cloth whip in his hand made a terrifying arc, mixed with the terrifying sound of breaking wind, without giving the other party a trace of life, and smashed it angrily at Brother Guang's head.

Brother Guang was terrified, this kind of magic skill that can only be known in chivalrous novels or movies was actually used so handily by Xiao Qiao. He finally knew where the source of the uneasiness in his heart was, which was Xiao Qiao's endless methods.

"Humph! I don't believe how powerful a mere rag can be! ”

The attack range of the cloth whip is very large, and this trouble must be solved first before it is possible to pull Xiao Qiao back into the range that he can stab. Brother Guang picked up the "Shadow" in his hand and wanted to collide with Xiao Qiao's cloth whip, intending to use the sharp blade to break through his weapon.

No matter how much the clothes are twisted into weapons, they will be pierced by the blade. Of course, Xiao Qiao understood this truth, and threw the phone directly with his left hand, hitting Brother Guang's right hand, and his movements involuntarily deviated from the original direction. The cloth whip fell, and in the latter's wide-eyed gaze, it was directly whipped on his shoulder, and immediately the side of Brother Guang's body collapsed.

The group of thugs surrounding Xiao Qiao didn't need to wait for the order to do it anymore, and they immediately moved when they saw that their boss was injured. One ran upstairs to find Yin Tianyou; There are two more to support Brother Guang; The others all attacked Xiao Qiao. Brother Guang is the idol in their hearts, and the ideal of being a gangster is to hope to become a master like Brother Guang one day, but the master is defeated in front of their eyes, how can they sit idly by?

Courage is commendable, but ability is insufficient.

Xiao Qiao, who was barehanded, couldn't get close, let alone hold a cloth whip. The machete fell, but Xiao Qiao's shadow was lost. By the time he wanted to put away the knife and make another move, Xiao Qiao's cloth whip was already getting bigger and bigger in front of him.

Xiao Qiao, who has an extra weapon in his hand, is undoubtedly like a tiger, fighting more than a dozen people by one person is completely crushed, and he is ruthless, everyone who has the courage to rush up, he will break one of the opponent's legs very simply. Soon, Xiao Qiao was the only one standing in the place around the booth.

He stopped his movements and stood in the middle, and the whip spread out. The garment was completely scrapped, and it was clean when it was worn, but it was cut out later, and now it has basically become a strip of rag. "Give me the trench thorns, and I can consider just breaking your hands."

Everyone was cold, listening to Xiao Qiao's words, it seemed that he broke Brother Guang's legs or made a big concession? If this was what he had planned, what would it have to be?

"Hey, fuck you." Brother Guang's body rushed up again after half a day.

"Since you don't want to cut off your hands, then I'll fulfill you!" Xiao Qiao directly broke his right hand, and the "Shadow" fell off from Brother Guang's hand and was picked up by Xiao Qiao.

The Yin family is the enemy of the Lin family, and it is a crime that wants to be unfavorable to the eldest lady.

It's Xiao Qiao's enemy.

Therefore he will not have mercy.

The feeling of holding it in his hand is more touching than watching others use it, Xiao Qiao cut out a beautiful knife flower from the trench thorn, and said: "I heard that there is a sword called Chengying, which is named because you can't see the sword body, you can only see the sword shadow; You can only see it in the light, so I'll call you Chengxi in the future. ”

At a dawn in the spring and autumn period, in a pine forest on the outskirts of Weiguo, a pair of hands slowly raised in the moment when the sky was black and white.

In the middle of the two hands is a sword hilt, only the hilt of the sword does not see the body of the long sword, but on the north wall there is a faint shadow of the sword, the shadow of the sword only exists for a moment, and then disappears with the coming of day, until dusk, the sky is getting dark, and in the moment of day and night, the shadow of the sword reappeared.

Raised hands draw an elegant arc, waving to a tall ancient pine tree next to it, there is a gentle "click" in the ear, the tree body shook slightly, no change, but soon after, the lush pine cover fell leisurely in a gentle southerly wind, flattening the convex circle of annual rings, showing the passage of time. The darker the sky became, the sword returned to nothingness, the ancient twilight closed silently, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

This shadowless sword is the Shadow Sword.

Suddenly, the eerie silence was broken by the sound of leather shoes on the stairs.

"Wow, it's Yin Tianyou and Yin Mingrui, so handsome......"

"The Yin family appeared, and now there is a lot of excitement."

Xiao Qiao narrowed his eyes. "It's finally here!"