The phrase "striking first to be strong and then suffering" will never be outdated no matter where it is placed.

Gong San'er watched Mu Chi and his party leave, waited for a while, there was no movement, and quietly opened the door, but a huge figure covered him, Gong San'er wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, raised his head, not that Qingqing or anyone.

"San'er, hungry?" Qingqing looked at Gong San'er who was shrunk by the neck, lowered her head and asked, her height of 1.8 meters is like a father and son compared to Gong San'er, who is less than 1.6 meters.

Gong San'er touched her stomach and turned her head, but her hands were trembling.

"I'm going to cook." Qingqing smiled, her two eyes bent into crescents, but they were really a little terrifying.

"Where you need it, I'll deal with it." Gong San'er hurriedly stopped Qingqing, he knew Qingqing's craftsmanship clearly, it was almost a fight with the dark cuisine, and she would keep watching Gong San'er finish eating, it was simply torment.

"San'er, are you hiding something from me?" Qingqing looked at Gong San'er, who was obviously frightened, and found that Gong San'er was not an ordinary abnormality, of course, if Gong San'er was normal, it would be abnormal.

"What else do I have to hide from you?" Gong San'er hurriedly made an excuse, but his unmanageable expression betrayed him.

Qingqing's expression suddenly turned cold, and she said in a low voice: "Do you want to leave here, if you want, I won't stop you, and now my father is not here." ”

Gong San'er's eyes were about to pop out, he didn't want to leave, he really wanted to rush out now, but in the face of a woman who might just be this one in her life, Gong San'er felt that if she left like this, would she have a clear conscience.

"I know I can't keep you, let alone be your woman, but I just want to see you a few more times." Qingqing lowered his head, one or two tears fell in a low voice, Gong San'er looked at a loss, he suddenly hesitated, but it was just a moment of hesitation, gritted his teeth and said: "Qingqing, I am not the kind of man you imagined, I am just a wreck, it's not that you are not worthy of me, it is that I am not worthy of you, I owe too many debts in my life, and I have done more sins, I don't want to harm you, you are a good woman, but I haven't met a good man." ”

Gong San'er rushed out directly, leaving a woman crying silently.

Gong San'er went all the way unimpeded, came out of the gate, and slapped himself hard, feeling that he was really not a thing, and people were hypocritical, and his words were even more hypocritical.

Three black Harvard off-road cars passed by Gong San'er, Gong San'er turned his head and watched the three cars rampage into the old man's mansion, and several capable security guards were directly solved by a few men who got off the back car, the method was not an ordinary professional, and the remaining two cars went straight to Mu Chiyun's villa.

Gong San'er was stunned for an instant, where did this group of people jump out of, and suddenly thought that there seemed to be only Qingqing in it, Mu Chi Yan brought everyone out, it could be an empty city, the purpose of this group of people was self-evident, Gong San'er shuddered, not knowing what he should do now.

Controlling Qingqing is equivalent to giving Mu Chi Wei a heavy blow, to be able to understand in this way that the old man's mansion still dares to start, in Xuzhou Gong San'er only thinks of one person, that is, the other of the three giants thinks that Gongsun Qiang will also be Mu Chi Gong's sworn enemy in the future.

"Could it be that Tang Chuanzong is dead?" Gong San'er stood there and muttered, if he left now, it had nothing to do with it, but could he? Can't he? Gong San'er felt a splitting headache, turned her head ruthlessly, just took two steps, slapped herself hard and said: "Gong San'er, are you still a gentleman, how is Qingqing treating herself?" Don't you know? ”

Gong San'er rushed out like crazy, the direction is the master's mansion, maybe Gong San'er has a lot of things to worry about, but if a woman who is good to him can betray, he is not Gong San'er, even if he loses his life.

The glass of the mahogany villa was directly broken, and the two people were directly beaten out, but after a while, another person was also thrown out, that person Gong San'er knew, Zhang Jingma, could be a trump card of Mu Chi Yan, and he was also the storage of the town here.

Gong San'er shook his head vigorously, not letting himself think about it anymore, and rushed directly to the villa, but as soon as he entered the door, he was beaten out by Leng Buding's leg, and two men in black blocked in front of Gong San'er.

There was the screaming of Qingqing from upstairs, and the sound of fighting gradually coming down.

Gong San'er held the dagger tightly in his hand, gasped for breath, and hunched his body to stare at the two black-clothed men in front of him.

Gong San'er rushed out without warning, his body seemed to be bounced out by something, and instantly pounced on a man in black, and before the man in black did not react, the black cloth dagger exploded on his neck, and another kicked Gong San'er out with an instant, but Gong San'er only stayed on the ground for less than a second, and rushed up again, the dagger changed from the right hand to the left hand at some point, and brushed against the neck of the man in black, leaving only a fleeting light.

Gong San'er gasped for breath, the two men in black had already fallen to the ground, Gong San'er didn't stop any longer, and walked upstairs step by step, and at this time, there was also a group of people downstairs.

The leader was a one-eyed man, the man had just taken in a series of actions of Gong San'er, and his face did not show horror, but showed a relaxed and natural smile, like watching an action movie.

"San'er, don't worry about me, you" Qingqing shouted anxiously, but halfway through, she saw Gong San'er's expression, exactly the same as when she protected her before, like a wolf who would not fall as long as she didn't lose her life, and because of this, Qingqing has always been fascinated by Gong San'er.

"Leave her behind." Gong San'er immediately stood at the door with a horizontal knife, blocking the way of this group of people.

"What if I don't?" The one-eyed man touched his head, with a smile on his face, and glanced at a bald man beside him, who nodded his head and led the few people who tied Qingqing to change the back door.

Gong San'er was red-eyed and wanted to catch up with them, but he had to knock down the one-eyed man in front of him, who was also a fierce general under Gongsun Qiang, Zhang Qiling.

"The knife is good, but I don't like daggers, it's too much to put on the table." Zhang Qiling didn't care about Gong San'er's murderous gaze, his hand touched the handrail, and he went down the stairs step by step, and the few people escorting Qingqing behind him walked farther and farther, but what Gong San'er was worried about now was not that, but whether he would die at the hands of this man today.

"You must know that in a duel of the level of Mu Chi Wei and Gongsun Qiang, a woman can't control the battle situation." Gong San'er gasped.

"Can't do it? I don't think Mu Chiwei can conjure up a girl again, strike first to be strong, and then to suffer, now this Jianghu will not talk about morality. Zhang Qiling chuckled, the hand touching the guardrail was slightly forced, and his body was directly propped out like a lever, and with the help of this explosive force, he rushed straight towards Gong San'er.

Gong San'er didn't dare to gasp for a moment, and tried his best to make a defensive posture.

In an instant, Zhang Qiling appeared in front of Gong San'er, and his hand hit Gong San'er's arm directly in the shape of a knife, and at this moment, Gong San'er's dagger that was wiped in his hand behind his back was drawn out like this, but it stopped less than a centimeter away from Zhang Qiling's waist, Gong San'er's wrist was grabbed by Zhang Qiling, and the dagger in Gong San'er's hand fell off directly, and the dagger in mid-air was instantly grabbed by Zhang Qiling's other hand, and it was on Gong San'er's neck like a flowing cloud.

A drop of cold sweat fell on the dagger of Gong San'er, the dagger blade had already entered his neck for a few minutes, and the slight pain spread all over his body.

"Master, the knife is on your neck, do you hide or not?" Zhang Qiling still had an idle expression, a little lazy and a little decadent.

Gong San'er was covered in cold sweat, silent, the dagger went a little deeper, and Gong San'er gritted his teeth.

"To hide or not to hide." Zhang Qiling said word by word, looking at Gong San'er with a little playfulness in that eye, maybe he just wanted an answer, or finally played with this famous master.

Gong San'er looked directly at Zhang Qiling's eyes, his face kept trembling, and he felt that this dagger was getting deeper and deeper, as if it was about to cut his neck at any time.

"Hide!" Zhang Qiling suddenly said sharply, and the tendons of his hand burst out instantly, and the dagger also became powerful.

"Hide!" Gong San'er's voice seemed to come from the soul, and perhaps the next moment, the dagger had already cut off his neck.

The dagger stopped instantly, and it seemed that at the same time as Gong San'er said the word, Zhang Qiling smiled, took back the dagger, wiped the blood on the dagger, and stood the dagger on the mahogany table, leaving like this, leaving Gong San'er soaked in sweat.