Chapter 3 I Don't Fight

Zhao Xiaoming was also surrounded by everyone. Originally, this series of events had little to do with him, but he didn't leave. As a military cadet, he is destined to have a military career in the future. Therefore, as a future soldier, he has the responsibility and obligation to stop the group fights and protect the safety of the people!

He shot at the thugs who were holding the killing stick, his movements were sharp and fast, the shot was precise and fast, and the thugs who were in front of him were all beaten to the ground, and the killing rod could no longer be raised.

"Boy, you're pretty skilled!"

There were too many people, and there was a lot of commotion, and he didn't see who the person who spoke at all, and he could only tell from his hearing that it was a middle-aged woman with a thick Yucheng accent.

In fact, before the group fight, there were three women standing next to him. It's just that there were too many people at the time and they didn't care!

Three women poked on the ground in a triangular shape, all of them tall and burly. Led by a man in his forties, with thick eyebrows and short hair, a big face and round buttocks. Wearing a set of three-tight high-end sportswear, bright red, like a fire, standing beside her, there is a feeling of being burned.

Actually, that's a sense of oppression! This woman has a strong domineering aura all over her body, and this aura radiates an aggressive edge like a sword and dagger, giving people a feeling of tension, suffocation, and panic!

In order to control the situation, three women also joined the fight. They were all super strong, and the stunts of grabbing knives with their bare hands were played neatly, and with the cooperation of Zhao Xiaoming, they quickly gained the upper hand, and the weapons seized around them were piled up into a small mountain.

"Who are these girls? What a brave horse! Whoever marries such a girl as a wife will have nightmares when he sleeps at night! ”

"Shh......h Don't talk nonsense, see? The older one, the one in red clothes, the one with a sideways face and a wrinkled face, I seem to have seen it somewhere, and eighty percent of it is also with that kid! ”

"Well, it's definitely a gang, even a fool can see this. It must have something to do with the Jilu Military Academy, it seems that there is some origin! ”

Several security guards who had been robbed of their weapons gathered together and muttered, and from time to time they floated at them with vicious eyes!

Zhao Xiaoming glanced at the woman, and the eyes of the two people happened to meet together! The woman's face was murderous, her eyes were as sharp as an eagle falcon, and she suddenly noticed that Zhao Xiaoming was looking at herself, and her eyes immediately converged a lot, and she nodded at him with a smile and expressed her politeness!

Zhao Xiaoming is also in a fog now, he also feels that this woman is very familiar, but he can't remember where he has seen it. He looked at her a second time, and he didn't expect that the woman was also looking at him, and when his eyes met again, the woman's face turned red, and she bowed her head shyly, and turned around and hid behind the other healthy woman.

Zhao Xiaoming felt puzzled, it was strange enough for a woman to look like this, and she still knew how to be shy, hehe, interesting!

At this moment, the crowd behind him flashed to the side, and more than two dozen young women walked out of the Cuihua A building.

At the forefront is Jin Cuihua, the only daughter of Jin Guangding, president of Longteng Group.

Jin Cuihua is a girl who is very well-known, even far more than her parents. There are not many adults and children in the entire Jade City who don't know her.

She is tall, with thin eyebrows and big eyes, fair and shiny skin, except for the occasional hint of cold murder in her eyes, she is very endearing in other aspects. This is a cold and charming woman!

Zhao Xiaoming knows her.

She once led more than 100 street thugs to surround the military academy, and fifty or sixty people were injured in that brawl, and two thugs had their ribs broken.

"Third aunt, this is the boy, he is Zhao Xiaoming......" Huang Mao followed behind a beautiful woman, pointing at Zhao Xiaoming and scolding.

The beautiful woman looked at Zhao Xiaoming coldly, and then met Cuihua's eyes, and the two nodded in tacit understanding.

"Everyone listen to me, look at the lively, nothing to do with the ability, hurry up and get out of the way for me, lest Miss Ben kill you today and splash your blood!" Cuihua stood in front of the crowd and said viciously.

The people ran away with a hula, leaving only dozens of injured security guards at the scene.

The old security guard was carried over by a few cronies, and as soon as he saw Cuihua, he opened his mouth and cried!

"Miss, my old Zhang has been working in Longteng Group for more than 20 years, and today is the first time I have been beaten like this, you have to call the shots for me, Miss......" He cried while pointing at Zhao Xiaoming.

Jin Cuihua stepped forward with a smile and said gently: "Old man, you can go with confidence, Miss Ben never rubs sand in her eyes, I will seek justice for you!" After speaking, she glanced at Director Huang behind her, and the beautiful woman seemed to understand, and ordered a few healthy women behind her: "You guys, go get a big coffin, put this old guy inside, leave a few more holes, don't suffocate him." Then send it to the logistics company and send this old guy back to my hometown cleanly! Tell his family that from now on, let him stay at home honestly, and once he finds out that he dares to step into the Jade City for half a step, he will be killed! ”

The beautiful woman's cold eyes were full of murderous aura, and she was so frightened that Lao Zhang cried and tossed for a long time, and finally was carried away.

Jin Cuihua smiled and looked around.

"Huang Mao, hand over the spicy three to me!" Cuihua spoke softly.

Several people also brought the spicy three up.

Rasan was beaten even worse, his whole head was bloody, and there was not even a piece of good meat.

Rasan was lying on a stretcher, his right arm drooping, as if he had also been broken!

"Your name is Spicy? Hehe, what a handsome man! Cuihua looked at him with a smile and said.

Rasan grinned in pain, how could he be in the mood to listen to her nonsense, and he didn't dare to offend her publicly in front of everyone, so he had to endure the pain and nodded to Cuihua.

"Hey, answer me, okay? Are you a spicy three? Jin Cuihua stretched out her hand and grabbed Rasan's right arm, and Rasan screamed in pain and fainted.

"Go, buy another coffin board, and send him back to my hometown too!" Director Huang said.

"No, no, no...... Recently, my company's funds have been a little tight, so let's put him and Lao Zhang in a coffin! Don't they like to fight? Just let them have enough! Save a coffin board, and there's another one waiting to be used! Do you say yes, classmate Zhao Xiaoming......" Jin Cuihua spoke slowly and softly, but the onlookers listened to it gloomy and terrifying.

"What do you mean, Jin Cuihua? I can tell you, I'm here to deliver water, not to fight! ”

"Oh, hahaha...... Why, when did a dignified ace cadet of the Jilu Military Academy change his career to become a water delivery man? Jin Cuihua's cold eyes revealed Sen Sen's murderous aura!

"Jin Cuihua, what I, Zhao Xiaoming, do has nothing to do with you, you better take care of your own employees!" Zhao Xiaoming said.

Jin Cuihua's face changed, and she smiled after a cold moment: "Classmate Zhao Xiaoming, my internal garbage has been cleaned up. Now, I'm going to declare war on the outside world, I don't know if you dare to fight? ”

"I repeat, I'm not here to fight." Zhao Xiaoming got up and wanted to leave, he knew that this Jin Cuihua was not an idle person, and he couldn't afford to provoke her at all.

"Zhao Xiaoming, you injured dozens of our employees, do you think you can still get out of the way?" Director Huang stepped forward in front of Zhao Xiaoming. This is a young woman of twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a well-proportioned and shapely body, and she is an authentic beauty embryo!

The fragrance on her body was fragrant, and Zhao Xiaoming was dizzy!

"Miss Huang, it's been a long time! I remember that not long ago, you used a killing stick to injure nine of my classmates at the Jilu Military Academy, and we don't seem to have settled this account yet! Zhao Xiaoming said angrily.

"Really? Hehe, classmate Zhao really has a good memory! Yes, my Yellow Lotus has always acted above board, and I have never concealed it, but it's a pity that I didn't cripple you last time, it's a pity! Huang Lianhua said.

Zhao Xiaoming's angry teeth clenched loudly. He really wanted to rush up at this time and tear this vicious woman into eight petals!

Huang Lianhua and Jin Cuihua both looked at him with smiles. Their eyes were full of evil power!

Zhao Xiaoming instantly felt a kind of loneliness and helplessness. He turned back to look for the three tall healthy women just now, but they were long gone!

Just when Zhao Xiaoming was at a loss, Huang Lianhua suddenly rushed over, holding a machete in her hand, and the black shadow of the knife cut through everyone's eyes and slashed straight at the top of Zhao Xiaoming's head!

Zhao Xiaoming hurriedly turned around and used a sanda move of a wild dragon flicking tail, dodging the blade of the machete, and at the same time, he swept towards the legs of the beautiful woman! Yellow Lotus and Jin Cuihua are apprentices of the same teacher, and they are apprentices of Yanting Shenni of Gula Snow Peak, the first peak of the Jilu Kingdom. Yellow Lotus is eight years old, but the kung fu she has learned is not as solid as Jin Cuihua. Because this woman is proud of her handsome appearance, all she thinks in her heart are some mortal miscellaneous thoughts, and she is naturally inferior in terms of exercises.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoming's flying foot arrow swept over, Huang Lianhua hurriedly withdrew to dodge, how did he know that this move was really a fictitious one, Zhao Xiaoming's right palm suddenly turned into a knife, and slashed the yellow lotus face.

If this palm is really split, the yellow lotus is estimated to be cut over. Because the instructors of the Jilu Military Academy are all famous martial artists hired by the Ministry of Defense in high schools around the world, their qualifications and certificates are all international level, and their personal strength is unimaginable. Therefore, the students they teach, if they are smart and studious, are not easy to use.

Huang Lianhua did not show weakness at this time, she felt that the momentum was wrong, she didn't have time to take a look, she raised the back of the knife and put it on the head-to-head frame, how did she know that Zhao Xiaoming turned the knife into a palm again, grabbed the back of the knife like an iron tong, and with a little force, the machete was easily snatched over, flew into the air with a whin, and fell straight down, piercing into the nearby flower bed. Huang Lianhua herself was kicked to the ground.

"Waste ......" Jin Cuihua saw that her senior sister was defeated in embarrassment, her straight chest trembled, and she rushed up like crazy.