"Boy, get out of here, or you'll see blood!" After getting closer, the two thugs finally got a clear look at the general appearance of the person who came.

A yellow man?

They were a little stunned, after all, when protection money was usually collected on the street, it was these yellow people who were the most docile and swallowed their anger!

"Stubborn! What a stubbornness! Wang Ningyuan's face under the hood sneered, and after the fists hanging on both sides were clenched, they were released again.

You can't beat it too badly, or the police downstairs will notice.

"What are you talking about......" The two thugs looked at each other in surprise, and then opened their mouths to laugh as if they had seen a joke.

"Boy, you can't blame us for finding death yourself!" The yellow-haired thug smiled evilly, brandished a dagger, and stabbed Wang Ningyuan's body with confidence, he was very measured, not only to bleed people, but also to ensure that he would not hurt the vital point and cause big trouble, this is a skill learned from a senior in the Tao.

"I should say that!" Looking around at no one, Wang Ningyuan sneered and ignored the dagger.

To this day, it is difficult for an ordinary blade to hurt him, as long as the spiritual power is enough, even a few bullets can be blocked!

"**, it's really a stunned green!" Seeing that the young man in front of him was motionless, as if he had been so frightened that he couldn't move, the yellow-haired gangster couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, thinking in his heart that he would punch this kid a few more times, throw it out and be done, and then have a good time playing with that chick.

"Dang!" The yellow-haired gangster thought beautifully, but there was a sudden pause in his hand, and the dagger seemed to have pierced something hard, making a metallic sound, and he couldn't move an inch.

What the? Pierced the iron plate? This guy wears this stuff with him!

The yellow-haired gangster took it for granted, and then he saw Wang Ningyuan's eyes, with a trace of killing intent in his plainness.

There is a huge difference between killing people and ordinary people, and Wang Ningyuan still has a little spiritual power on his body, which makes the yellow-haired gangsters lose their minds for a short time.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" When he came back to his senses, the yellow-haired gangster suddenly felt a big loss of face, and he jumped like thunder, he clenched the dagger, as if he had infinite courage, and slashed towards Wang Ningyuan's arm.

"Smack!" Wang Ningyuan finally moved, he stretched out his hand, as if he was in a hurry, and grabbed the dagger.

In the eyes of the two thugs, just a flower in front of them, the dagger fell into Wang Ningyuan's hand, and they didn't have time to be happy, but they found that the hand was not damaged at all.

"What's going on?" The yellow-haired thug could barely believe his eyes, and he rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen something wrong.

"Be careful!" At this time, the green-haired gangster noticed that Wang Ningyuan's other hand suddenly moved.

"Bang!" Then he saw his partner fly in front of him and fall several meters away.

"It's your turn!" Wang Ningyuan stared at the retreating green-haired gangster.

"No......" The green-haired gangster's face changed greatly, and your thoughts of what ** evil you were all gone, and your mind was suddenly very clear.

Punching a person away, this kind of combat power is not something that a thug like him can deal with, at least seven or eight people, he immediately confessed.

The gangsters on the street are usually more "knowledgeable about current affairs", otherwise they can't get along at all, which also leads to them being mostly grass on the wall and can't get on the table.

"Get out!" Wang Ning was far from interested in saying much.

"Yes, yes!" The green-haired bastard bent his waist unguardedly, avoiding Wang Ningyuan's gaze.

"Take that guy with me!"

"Oh, good!" The green-haired gangsters resignedly agreed, and when they hit hard stubble, they changed their faces faster than anyone else.

He trotted to the yellow-haired gangster who was **, helped the other party, and the two of them were embarrassed to bypass Wang Ningyuan from a distance, carefully hiding the resentment in his eyes, like a mouse stealing rice.

Wang Ningyuan didn't pay attention to this kind of real battle scum, he hurriedly walked in front of Zhang Huijing.

This little one!

Zhang Huijing's situation made him laugh dumbly, although the clothes were a little messy in the pulling, but it didn't seem to be taken advantage of, at this moment, he was sleeping soundly according to the door panel, and under the scattered makeup, he could see the red cheeks.

If you remove makeup, Zhang Huijing's face is childish, she is a young and invincible beautiful girl, and if she puts on makeup, she is like a mature woman's surname, and her face is ** lovely.

"Hey, Jingjing, wake up!" Wang Ningyuan reached out and patted her shoulder, but the girl just turned around impatiently.

Wang Ningyuan was stunned for a while.

He suddenly remembered that her sister Zhang Huiya also appeared in front of him like this, drunk and unconscious.

Although these two sisters are not related by blood, how similar are they in their actions?

Forcibly retracting his mind, Wang Ningyuan bent down, rummaged through his satchel, and found the key to open the door.

Then, he put his hands through the crook of Zhang Huijing's knees and hugged the other party.

"Let it go! Let me go. Zhang Huijing immediately noticed it, frowning and struggling, but as if she felt the difference in her arms, she quickly quieted down in Wang Ningyuan's arms again.

"The smell of alcohol is so strong!" Holding the girl into his arms, Wang Ningyuan could smell a smell of wine, and of course, in addition, there was a faint girlish fragrance on Zhang Huijing's body.

The girl's body is soft and full of elastic surnames, and Wang Ningyuan suddenly thought of a sentence in his heart: light sound, soft body, easy to push down.

Carrying Zhang Huijing into the room, his brows furrowed even tighter.

The room didn't look like a girl who loved cleanliness at all, with scattered and dilapidated furniture, scattered accessories, and messy snacks on the table.

There was a pillow and a thin quilt on the sofa, and Wang Ningyuan could even imagine Zhang Huijing's appearance, where she ate snacks and watched TV at night, and stayed up all night until she fell asleep.

He couldn't help but feel angry again.

Pulling open the sheet and putting Zhang Huijing on the sofa, Wang Ningyuan simply cleaned up the tabletop, and then boiled a pot of hot water and took a cup for the girl.

Looking back, Zhang Huijing had already changed her posture and was lying on her side very unfiguratively.

People will find the most comfortable posture when sleeping, but this posture is often not very elegant, she is in this state now, lying on her side makes Zhang Huijing's two white shengsheng ** wrapped in stockings completely exposed, the short skirt is shrunk a little, revealing the round half of the **, which is tightened by the large grid stockings, which makes people dizzy.

"Jingjing, Jingjing! Wake up! Wang Ningyuan hurriedly pulled Zhang Huijing's skirt, and after lowering the temperature of the hot water slightly, she pushed Zhang Huijing, and she resisted impatiently twice before opening her eyes.

"Drink some hot water!" Wang Ningyuan brought the water cup in front of her.

"Hmm!" The drunk person was originally thirsty, but Zhang Huijing's confused eyes lit up instantly, and she took the water cup and drank it.

A cup of hot water quickly bottomed out, Zhang Huijing was a little more conscious, but she was still dazed, staring at Wang Ningyuan for a long time.

"Oh? You! Wang Ningyuan ...... "She shook her head, as if she finally recognized the man in front of her. (To be continued.) )