Smack.

Qin Heng grabbed the ice pack with one hand and applied it to the wound on his forehead, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and took a deep breath.

Eight luxury sports cars are parked on the side of the road, each with one or two young men and women standing next to them. They are dressed or fashionable, or noble and elegant, or domineering.

In short, passers-by can tell at a glance that these young men and women have extraordinary family backgrounds and are not easy to mess with.

"Xue Gui is too arrogant!" Chen Xueqin scolded angrily. "Although the Xue family is strong, my Chen family may not be afraid of him. Qin Heng, you just let me go, I feel very shameless! ”

Qin Heng let out a puff of smoke, gently rubbed his wound, and scolded in his stomach: "You slut, if you are afraid of losing face, you can choose not to leave just now!" Lao Tzu's head has been exploded and he doesn't squeak, you call it a hair! But a wry smile crossed his face, and he said helplessly. If you don't go in this situation just now, there will definitely be unnecessary physical collisions. We don't care, but Xueqin, you are delicate and expensive, if you are injured, we can't explain to Chen Shao. ”

"Hmph, I must teach my brother a good lesson another day." At the mention of her brother, she looked confident. In Yanjing, there are few gentlemen who dare not give Chen Shao and her eldest brother face.

But no matter what, Chen Xueqin's plan was successfully completed. Just wait for the results for a while.

It's just that he was very dissatisfied and confused about Xue Gui's clearance. If you fight, you fight, is it necessary to clear the field? It's just taking off your pants and farting, it's too much!

When do you Xue Gui fight and are afraid of people looking at you? Besides, everyone knows that he will fight Lin Ze next. What's the point of driving us out?

Chen Xueqin muttered puzzled.

"Xiaoyi, don't worry too much." Liu Wen saw that Han Xiaoyi's face was full of melancholy, and said comfortingly. "With the means that Lin Ze showed just now, even if he can't win against Xue Gui, he won't lose to him."

Han Xiaoyi squatted on the side of the road, hugged his knees and said, "This madman Xue Zhen is not a thing, even my people are beaten." Lin Ze is too, he is clearly a big man, why does he have no endurance at all. He wasn't like that before—"

"Maybe Lin Ze didn't do it because of impulse?" Liu Wen leaned against the car door, took out a pack of women's cigarettes from her bag, and elegantly lit one.

She would only smoke one when she was in the most irritable mood. But she wasn't irritable at all now, on the contrary, she was still a little emotional.

I was made hot by the fierce battle between these two men.

A blurry smoke ring spit out from her plump and seductive red lips, and Liu Wen said in a stunned tone: "In the world of men, no matter how smart a woman is, there are times when she can't understand it. ”

Han Xiaoyi raised her head slightly, staring at Liu Wen's warm face that seemed to be washed away.

He thinks that mature women are very beautiful, and Liu Wen, who is mature and knows her surname, and is also very wise, is simply the partner that men dream of.

The orange street lamp reflects Liu Wen, making her plump and slender body, as if she is in a yellowed old photo, which is very tasteful.

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Sonorous -

The knives collided, and the sparks were piercing.

The shadow of the sword left countless afterimages on the thick walls of the bar.

The momentum of the two sides is like a rainbow, like two images shuttling in the bar, fighting.

Bang la-

As soon as the blade touched the tables and chairs in the bar, it was like shredded fragile paper, which disintegrated into shredded wood at the touch of a button.

Xue Gui's speed was fast, and Lin Ze's speed was even faster.

They can't remember how many knives they stabbed, but they remember that every knife they stabbed made made by the other party put them on the brink of life and death. Brush up with death!

The knife is held in the hand, but it seems to be engraved in the eye.

Wherever the gaze falls, the knife stabs at the same moment. Fast, ruthless, accurate, unavoidable.

Kerra!

A sandalwood table behind Lin Ze was completely split.

Almost when Xue Gui's knife fell, and he avoided his body. The eyes of both sides once again swept through a soul-stirring cold!

The cold light flickered, and the knife flashed!

For ten seconds, the blinding blade jumped and scurried through the bar.

Then there was an endless silence. Compared with the picture of Fang Cai's sword and sword, the silence at this moment makes people feel a little weird and terrifying.

Tick.

Tick.

Scarlet blood trickled down from the blade and slammed against the cold floor. The sound is like a gnat, but the sound is in the ears. It was very real and clear.

Xue Gui stared at Lin Ze calmly and calmly, meticulous and cautious.

After half a minute of silence, he suddenly grinned. It's a little nervous, and there's a bit of sympathy.

Then, he slowly raised his hands, gently wiped the blood stains on the knife, and said unscrupulously: "You are strong enough, but unfortunately you are not as crazy as me, let alone stupid." So you can't win me. ”

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Han Xiaoyi waited a little impatiently.

Half an hour passed, but Lin Ze still didn't come out, and she couldn't hold it back.

Brush the ground and stand up, pull out his legs and walk towards the Sword Pavilion.

"Xiaoyi. You want to go in? Liu Wen followed in two steps, frowning lightly.

"Well, I'm going in. It hasn't come out for so long, and I don't know how. Han Xiaoyi said, walking quickly.

She was worried about Lin Ze. She knew very well that Xue Gui was the guy with the strongest combat value in the Yanjing Circle. He is also a madman who fights and never cares about life or death. Even if the Xue family is such a man as him, a lone seedling. But he still went his own way, without any scruples.

If it really breaks Lin Ze. Han Xiaoyi will fight hard with him.

Liu Wen also felt that after so long, the fight should be over. At the moment, he stopped persuading and followed.

Seeing this, Chen Xueqin's gang of young daughters also walked towards the Sword Pavilion with great interest.

Han Xiaoyi and Liu Wen are quite worried about the men in the battle. The gang wanted to know who was slapped in the face and who was beaten into a pig's head. Or maybe someone who had a few ribs broken, who was poked blind in the eye.

See, the ancestral religion teaches us to be born from the heart and stand the test. Han Xiaoyi is young and beautiful, Liu Wen is graceful and knows her surname, and their hearts are not far behind.

Chen Xueqin has an aunt's face, and her face is wrinkled at a young age, and she has indeed given birth to a vicious widow's heart.

A group of people came to the door, and as soon as Han Xiaoyi pushed the door, the heavy door was easily pushed open. It's just that when the eyes of the gang fell on the bar, everyone's face was full of shock and - incredible!

This - is it really the Sword Pavilion?

Young Master Kuo, who had fallen to the end, took two steps back and glanced at the colorful name card before he was sure that he had gone to the wrong place.

But why is it that it's only half an hour, and it's like a battlefield left over from the Third World War, in a dilapidated state?

Tables and chairs are almost not intact. The bar was scarred with knives and the floor was covered with fine, sharp glass shards. Even on the wall, there are deep holes, less than ten centimeters short, and about a meter long. And the knife edge is extremely deep-

How much strength, how much arm strength, does it take to cut such a deep cut in a solid wall?

In addition to this, the gang also found a striking trace. On the floor, where there is less glass slag, there are actually two footprints. It's not deep, but it's enough to see that these are the footprints of a person's footsteps!

How much pressure does it take to step on two footprints on a solid floor?

The picture on the first floor of the Sword Pavilion shocked this group of young women. Rao is Chen Xueqin, and he has already thrown his vicious thoughts of revenge on Lin Ze out of the clouds. Completely stimulated by the picture here, my blood boiled.

There was only one person on the messy and dilapidated first floor, Lin Ze, who was sitting on a chair with a cigarette in his mouth and smoking silently.

In front of a chair with a broken leg across from him, there was a pool of red blood, staining the transparent glass a dark red. It looks a little shocking.

Xue Gui is gone.

Maybe except for Lin Ze, no one knows where he went. The Sword Pavilion has a back door, and these people don't guard the exit at the back door.

After Han Xiaoyi saw Lin Ze sitting on the chair and smoking silently, he trotted over quickly, squatted in front of him, and asked with great concern and urgency: "Lin Ze, are you okay?" ”

Lin Ze didn't make a sound, just smoked his cigarette vigorously.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Speak! Han Xiaoyi pushed his body hard, and tears were about to come out.

There were blood stains on the ground, and the entire first floor was ruined by this vicious fight. Han Xiaoyi thought that Lin Ze must have been injured. Otherwise, how could he sit here in a state of mind and smoke in silence? This does not correspond to his surname at all!

"Miss Han, you tap." Lin Ze spit out the cigarette butt, his deep eyes revealed a touch of helplessness, and he smiled bitterly. "I'm just a little tired."

Whoever continues to fight at high pressure for half an hour will not be comfortable. Lin Ze has good physical strength and good skills. But he's not a machine. He will also have times of tiredness and sleepiness.

"Are you hurt, then?" Han Xiaoyi's heart gradually relaxed, and asked with concern.

"Nope." Lin Ze shook his head slowly and said with a smile. "You see, there's blood over there, but I don't have it here."

Han Xiaoyi took a long breath, the gloom on his face gradually faded, and asked, "What about Xue Gui?" ”

"Gone." Lin Ze grinned, squeezing out a tired smile. "Maybe I didn't have a face to see people and slipped through the back door."

"He lost?" Chen Xueqin suddenly asked.

It's just that no matter when and where her tone is, there is a domineering taste, which makes people extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

"Miss Han, guess which of us won?" Lin Ze directly ignored her inquiry and asked Han Xiaoyi instead.

"I don't care, I just need to make sure you're okay." Han Xiaoyi said, seeing Lin Ze's disappointed face, he hurriedly asked. "You won?"

"Actually-" Lin Ze sighed and said quietly. "It's a win-and-lose duel."

"But he shed the blood?" Han Xiaoyi said curiously.

"I stabbed him in the wrist. Half an inch more accurately, you can scrap one of his hands. Lin Ze said with an awe-inspiring gaze.

"He was stabbed by you, and you're fine, why didn't you tell the winner?" Chen Xueqin asked reluctantly.

"How can you covet and understand the world of men?" Lin Ze pursed his lips and said nonchalantly. "At a certain level, there is no longer a sense of victory. The final outcome of a vicious fight is not to divide the winner or loser, but life and death. ”

After he finished saying these profound words, he slowly got up. I don't know if it's because of the weakness under his feet or what, he suddenly got half of his body into Han Xiaoyi's fragrant arms, and said with a sad face: "Miss Han, I've flashed to my waist." Can you help me get into the car? ”

As he spoke, he could clearly feel the softness on the girl's chest. Delicate and tender, full of bullet surnames. If it weren't for the clothes, Lin Ze firmly believed that the touch would be more wonderful.

Han Xiaoyi naturally didn't notice Lin Ze's obscene thoughts, and carefully helped Lin Ze out of the door, ignoring the surprised looks of the young daughters.

Employer holding a bodyguard?

The eldest lady of the daughter is supporting the bodyguard surnamed the man?

Doesn't the eldest lady of the Han family know that there is a difference between men and women, and whether men and women are intimate or not?

But where does Han Xiaoyi care about this, the boudoir has been let him in, the bed has been on him, his lips have been kissed by him, and even his thighs have been touched by him - what is the problem with Lin Ze, who just supported Lin Ze who flashed his waist?

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The next chapter is around nine o'clock in the evening, and Fat Tears is running for all kinds of support~