Chapter 273: What a Nerve

Yang Ye's feet moved, and his body actually rushed straight over. In just one step, the distance between Gen Zhoumin was quickly shortened.

Zhou Min's open legs were about to be clamped on his face, Yang Ye's body leaned, the bones in his waist seemed to be gone, and the tip of his nose brushed his buttocks.

Yang Ye was speechless, the tip of his nose was slimy, and he knew that it was secreted by this woman without saying it.

But he didn't think much of it, and at the moment of twisting his waist, his left foot kicked up naturally, attacking the crotch of the masked man who was following him.

Generally, men will defend or retreat when they encounter such an attack, and the masked man is a flower thief, not to mention no exception.

The sharp claw immediately retracted, and its arms rested on the crotch, and the masked man's eyes flashed with intense anger.

Bang!

A huge force bombarded him, and the masked man felt the distance in shock, and his arms couldn't bear it and slapped at Tintin's position.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The previous scream was made by the masked man, and Tintin received a huge bombardment, and the pain was excruciating. Although the figure was flying back, he didn't even care about his arms that were in severe pain, rubbing a certain part to check whether it was safe.

The other sound came from Zhou Min, and in the flying, Zhou Min panicked. When her buttocks brushed the tip of Yang Ye's nose, she was a little sober and even more worried about her situation.

Thrown naked like this, this is simply inhuman. On top of that, his momentum is exaggerated, and he looks like he's about to hit the window. She didn't think that the glass window could stop her figure, and the thought that she might break the glass window and fall down made her despair.

She is not afraid of death, and when she was almost pushed before, she was mentally prepared.

But if she falls down all over her body and dies miserably, where will she put her cheek? Even if he dies, I'm afraid it will spread on the Internet for a while. Wouldn't it be the object of ridicule?

However, just when she was desperate, she felt a strong force coming from her lower body, and the impact of a moment made her body tremble uncontrollably, and the incomparable pleasure impacted every cell in her body.

The force quickly disappeared, but the vital point was still supported by something, bringing an incomparable sense of expansion, and I couldn't help but moan.

Yang Ye's right hand kept shaking, venting the impact of the masked man on Zhou Min. The girl was not injured. But when he held the girl in his arms, he was speechless.

The girl's nerves were too big, and the rich smell in the air, as well as the fountain on her fingers, and even the moaning in her mouth, were enough to explain a qiē.

Although she didn't notice it for a while just now, because of the change in angle, a few fingers accidentally did not catch her pubic bone, but hit Zhou Min's vital point.

Such a mistake would have been nothing. Anyway, if the strength is enough, you can row over it and grab her pubic bone just now, so that it can be easier.

However, the girl's vital point is too wet. There were water stains everywhere, and it was so lubricated that I accidentally stuffed it in.

Such a coincidence left him speechless, and he was about to apologize. Looking at Zhou Min's intoxicated appearance, he simply didn't bother to say anything.

Raise your head and watch the masked man leaning against the wall. Still rubbing Tintin movements, he sneered.

"It's such a terrifying strength, and it's really amazing to practice it like this."

The masked man was also extremely embarrassed, and his heart was even more shocked.

He's just a second-rate martial artist, and picking flowers is also because his appearance is too ugly, so he will take advantage of it first when he looks at a beautiful woman, and he doesn't plan to have it for a long time anyway. Even after the excitement, the face towel couldn't be kept and fell off to be seen, and it was also very ruthless.

He hadn't thought about a duel or anything, it would be pointless for him, and he might as well spend his time searching for beautiful women.

Rao is like this, as a second-rate martial artist, he feels that he is also a character, and no one dares to provoke himself.

But today, when he met an unpopular martial artist, it was so terrifying, which made his heart messy.

"I said that you are a martial artist, and you can get enough money casually. It's not good to use any means to pick up girls, but to use strong pushes. It's also thanks to the fact that the labor and management didn't go out, if you were to target the labor and management women, wouldn't you have to cuckold me. ”

Yes, this is the real reason why Yang Ye is eager to kill this person into scum.

As he finished speaking, he moved his feet and threw himself towards the masked man. It's just a second-rate martial artist, you can do it easily, and holding Zhou Min on your body won't affect his actions too much.

"Look for death!"

The masked man's face was cold, and as soon as his right hand flipped over, a dagger appeared, and he stepped on the footwork to meet the attack.

His footwork was very ordinary, but his speed was extremely fast, and he pulled out a series of phantoms in an instant, and the dagger stabbed at Yang Ye's crotch in a strange way.

And there was a hand holding the plump buttocks, the snow-white buttocks were still dripping with water stains, and a pair of legs were sandwiching someone's waist, which was about to overlap Yang Ye's crotch.

The dagger attack was exactly where the gap between the buttocks was, and the masked man didn't seem to worry at all about whether his attack on Zhou Min's ass would end in vain.

Yang Ye snorted, and his left fist bombarded, bursting the air around him, making a crackling sound of breaking the air.

In the past half a month, I have been practicing Stone Breaking Fist, Cloud Piercing Leg and Knife Technique, and the three sets of martial arts have certain attainments. In particular, the Broken Stone Fist itself is an external boxing method, and even if there is no internal force, it can still burst out all the power.

And it goes straight and straight, although there are changes in it, it is extremely rough, but it can make Yang Ye's physical advantages fully exerted.

He has been practicing this set of punches for a long time, and he has never used it in previous battles because he is not familiar with it enough. Now I met this masked man, and I just used it to test my hand.

At the beginning, he still felt awkward when he punched, after all, a second-rate martial artist could be killed if he smashed it with one punch, so don't be too easy.

But Zhou Min was still on his body, his fresh lips were still moaning, he exhaled like an orchid, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, which affected his movements, so he simply used boxing to deal with it.

This punch directly made the masked man's face change greatly, and under the rapid contraction of his pupils, the dagger changed direction and slashed towards Yang Ye's wrist.

Bang!

A muffled sound came out, and with a kick of both feet, the floor burst directly, leaving even a pair of footprints on the concrete floor.

The forward body was faster, and he ignored the sharpened dagger and slammed his fist into the masked man's chest.

The masked man suddenly panicked, how could he have thought that Yang Ye would burst like this, it was too late to change his tactics at this moment. The moment the dagger slashed into Yang Ye's right arm, a series of bone cracking sounds came from his chest, followed by a huge blast of force into his body.

The dagger on the arm suddenly lost its strength, but it went half a centimeter deeper, cut a wound, and then followed the masked man's retreating form.

Bang!

The figure hit the snow-white wall, the masked figure shook endlessly, blood burst out, slowly fell down on the soft couch, sat on the ground, and the face towel slowly fell.

This is a man in his thirties, with a somewhat strange face, especially a mouth that is a little crooked no matter how you look at it. The bridge of the nose is not big, and it is soft and lying on its stomach, just like Ding Ding who has not been erected.

At this moment, the crooked mouth was open, and blood was gushing out, and if you looked closely, you would find that there were some internal organ fragments mixed in.

Those eyes were full of blood, and the eyes were wide, and the face was still full of disbelief.

It was just a punch that directly shattered his internal organs and ribs, and this terrifying power was beyond the imagination of the masked man.

What makes him even more unbelievable is that the battles in novels and film and television dramas don't require dozens of moves, and it will take at least a few minutes for you to come and go. But what is it that can be done with such a punch? Decades of penance are all in vain?

No one answered him these questions, and he didn't know until he died, the real battle is always a process of life and death, as long as there is the slightest mistake or omission in the middle, the opponent will pull it and wipe it out in one fell swoop. This is the real deathmatch, the kind of duel with dozens of moves, or even hundreds of moves, and more of a similar strength.

He took a deep breath and calmed down his boiling blood.

The pervert in Wang Wei's mouth has finally been dealt with, and the safety of He Xinlan and the others has also been raised. It's just that the strength is a little worse, and after a while, after several women have improved their cultivation, this kind of little miscellaneous fish doesn't have to worry.

"Ahh Yes! ”

An exclamation suddenly sounded in my ears, which was really poignant and indulgent. Just listening to the tone, it seems that it is not fear and panic, but indulgence and excitement.

Yang Ye lowered her head dumbfounded, looking at this beautiful woman, twenty-five or sixteen years old, youth mixed with mature charm, indeed beautiful.

Especially now that the whole body is transparent, and the snow-white skin still shows a strange crimson color. Her eyes were slightly closed, her nose was extended, and her slightly open mouth cheered and moaned uncontrollably.

Listening to the sound of dripping water and the hot tide of his palm, Yang Ye shook his head speechlessly.

What a lot of nerves, and I was excited in such a process.

Before I entered the house, I heard the woman struggling, and saw the despair and determination in her eyes.

This impressed him deeply, but he didn't expect that just a few fingers on one hand would make her forgetful. This body is really weak enough, and it looks like it hasn't touched a man for a long time.

"Ahh You, who are you! ”

Woke up from the two consecutive peaks, although she was still excited, Zhou Min knew her situation in the end, and tried to suppress the excitement that was about to make her crazy, and when she opened her beautiful eyes, she saw Yang Ye's helpless expression.

At this moment, the situation that was almost pushed before was revealed, and he hurriedly looked around in panic.

When he saw the masked man who had fallen to the ground, he screamed again.

High-pitched screams, tinnitus and buzzing even in the ears of those who have been promoted.

Just as Yang Ye was about to stop, he didn't want the scream to stop abruptly. Then I felt a head on my shoulder, and I heard rapid breathing.

Looking at Zhou Min who had fainted, Yang Ye was speechless, and she admired this woman more and more in her heart.

I couldn't help but move my fingers, and I felt that the place where I was was still wriggling autonomously. This discovery made him even more admired. (To be continued......)