Chapter 60 The Female Killer
"Why?" Mai Qingling was not angry at all because of his refusal.
"Because someone warned me not to mess with you. And because of you, ignore me. ”
After Yu Fan finished speaking, he raised his feet ruthlessly and left.
Wu Qingling's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, just looked at the mirror-like lake in front of him and whispered to himself: "He rejected me." ”
"Come, fourth, help me see, what is my vision? These are all alternative gifts that I have carefully selected to give to Musou. Although you don't have much taste, you still have two eyes. ”
At night, the local tyrant Yu Tongxing rushed into the dormitory and shouted loudly.
"No, I'm not available."
"Fourth brother, fourth brother, look twice, I know you are sharp-eyed." Yu Tong put his mobile phone in front of Yu Fan.
Yu Fan glanced at his phone, and there was a photo on it, which was a pistol.
Poof, Yu Fan almost sprayed Yu Tong's face full of peach blossoms, "Are you sure you didn't want to choose a gift for her nephew or nephew?" ”
"Look at it again, the boss said that this is the latest pistol, and it is not officially equipped yet, and he is a model that someone in the army can get."
"It's all five years old, pass." Yu Fan looked at Yu Tong pitifully.
"The next one, the next one is definitely going to be exciting." Yu Tong slid his fingers and opened the second one.
A diamond ring, a sparkling diamond is very dazzling and huge.
"You're not at the point where you're talking about marriage, are you?"
"Have you ever seen SWAT officers on a mission with an emerald bracelet?"
"The clothes are too dirty."
"The bag is too yellow."
"The high heels are too high, are you the royal sister?"
……
"You are envious, jealous, hateful." Yu Tong's handle is turned off. "Forget it, you're unreliable, it's too unreasonable, I'd better choose it myself."
After breakfast the next day, the two went their separate ways.
Yu Tong continued to choose his gifts, while Yu Fan went to the library to consult materials and prepare his graduation thesis.
Although the Internet is extremely developed now, almost anything can be found on it, but Yufan still feels that paper books are more feeling.
When Yufan came out of the library, it was almost noon.
As soon as I came out, I found a group of people gathered at the door of the library, all boys.
Wouldn't it be a goddess again?
When it comes to the goddess, Yu Fan naturally remembered the conversation with Wu Qingling yesterday by the small lake, and he now doubts whether his decision at that time was correct, such a beauty.
"Senior Yufan."
Yufan was walking forward, and an ethereal voice shouted from behind.
It's really her.
Yu Fan turned around with a smile. "What a coincidence."
"Unfortunately. I've been waiting for you here for two hours. The dance is as light and plain as water, and Ying Ying smiled.
Grandma, can you be quiet? Yu Fan looked at the group of boys.
Sure enough, the ——, boys were boiling.
"My reputation stinks enough, do you want me to be the public enemy of boys?" Yu Fan smiled bitterly, he didn't have to listen deliberately, he knew what the boys were thinking and saying.
"You seem to have been the enemy of boys for a long time." The dance is light and dexterous, and Yufan walks side by side.
"Originally, there were a few people who worshiped me, but if you say this, I'm afraid they will worship me."
Yu Fan now wonders if his previous understanding of the red face and troubled water is not deep enough?
"What did you think of my proposal yesterday?" The dance is light and straight to the point.
Suggest? Did I say I was going to think about it?
Yu Fan was beating a drum in his heart, but he was not as resolute and strong as yesterday.
It is easy to refuse the first time, because the time for the first consideration is too short, and it is completely possible to make a judgment based on the whim. And it is difficult to refuse a second time, and after thinking about it, that temptation has been fully fermented in the heart, corroding the hard heart.
And, think about it, who would refuse that kind of request from a fairy-like goddess except for a freak like him.
When Yu Fan was hesitating how to answer, he suddenly became alert in his heart.
With a ring of his left arm, he hugged Wu Qingling, who was walking on his left, and as soon as his body turned, the two of them reversed positions.
He was still standing to the right of the dancer, but he was out of the way.
A girl with two braids happened to walk to Yu Fan's right at this time, and pointed like a sword to poke at Yu Fan's breasts. If Wu Qingling hadn't been taken away, this finger sword would have been plunged into her neck.
From the perspective of power, if this finger hits, the dance will inevitably be the end of Xiang Xiaoyu's death.
The waist of the dance is as soft as a boneless, and it is full of elasticity.
Although separated by two layers of clothes - Yu Fan's and Wu Qing's own, Yu Fan still felt dizzy in his arms, not to mention his hands, there was only one layer of clothes there.
Grabbing or kneading it shouldn't be a big deal, right? Yu Fan subconsciously thought so.
But reason told him: Don't, you forgot the consequences of pinching Chen Lin last time, and endure it for a long time.
The pigtailed girl's finger sword was approaching, and Yu Fan scolded secretly while enjoying the wonderful feeling of dancing lightly: obscene.
How can a man's breast milk be messed up? Although you are a killer, how can you not have shame?
His five fingers were interlocked, clenched into a fist, his fist was like a hole, and he put it on the second finger of the female killer.
The incident happened too quickly, and at this point, Wu Qingling screamed and was hugged by a man, which was the first time in her life.
The boy who gathered at the door of the library had been paying attention to Wu Qingling, but when he saw her being held, he was hugged by a man and screamed, and his head was bloodshot and rushed forward.
There are also a lot of girls coming and going in front of the library, and when they saw the big bad wolf Yufan actually hugging the goddess, the goddess of the other people shouted reluctantly, and they all ran forward with red eyes: I am willing, I am willing, hug me.
The girl killer saw Yu Fan collect her double guns with his fists, and scolded with a black face: "Indecent." ”
Both of them moved very quickly, and when the girl killer said these two words, her front finger had already fallen into Yu Fan's fist.
Yu Fan was proud, and was about to put all her fingers in before closing the net.
The girl's killing finger sword suddenly slanted slightly, and it was pointed at Yufan's fist wall.
Yu Fan yelled badly, and quickly clenched his fists, wanting to grab her hand.
But there was a force from the end of her fingers—an internal force—that went straight to the meridians in his hand.
Yu Fan was stunned, this was the second person he met who would have internal strength and show it, the first one was road killing.
The girl killer took the opportunity to withdraw his fingers and kicked his right leg at the outside of his thigh at a weird angle.
Yu Fan urged the internal force to turn in his hand, unloading the internal force of the girl killer, lifting his left leg, lattice his calf on her calf, and seal it outward.
The girl killer jumped to the right with his strength, and he arrived at the opposite side of Wu Qingling, and when he reached out with his hand, he pulled out a soft sword from his waist and stabbed Wu Qingling's throat.
Yu Fan took a step to the left, blocking in front of Wu Qingling, and the soft sword happened to stab at his right breast.
The soft sword is no better than a finger, it is long and sharp, and the girl killer seems to have predicted that Yu Fan can dissolve her internal force just now, so he used his power to stab this killer sword as fast as lightning.
Yu Fan's expression was solemn and serious, this is definitely a master among the killers.
The sword came out like the wind, and it had already cut through Yufan's clothes, and he could feel the stinging pain in his skin.
I don't know who is lewd? At this critical juncture, Yu Fan did not forget to make this sentence in his heart.
He stabbed the tip of the sword in his chest and caught the blade of the sword with his middle finger.
The girl killer pushed forward hard, but did not move.
Yu Fan twisted the sword body between his fingers, and the tip of the sword stabbed back into the throat of the female killer like a sudden burst of poisonous snakes.
The girl killer has a cold look, always the same, has good psychological quality and adaptability, and has obviously undergone rigorous training.
She leaned back, avoiding the spreing tip of the sword, and kicked Yufan in the abdomen with both feet off the ground.
But her right hand still held the hilt of the sword, supporting her whole body almost parallel to the air.
Yu Fan shook his hands with two fingers and pushed out, throwing the girl killer out.
The task failed.
The girl killer flipped upside down in the air, landed on the ground and jumped a few times, and disappeared behind the flowers and plants on the side of the road.
When the boys and girls who ran forward saw the girl killer draw his soft sword, they all realized that something had happened, and it was not as simple as they imagined.
So, they immediately slowed down and wanted to stop and watch a good show.
The king of boxing must be very beautiful against the poor girl who turns love into hatred.
They don't think it's a killer.
Eighty percent is that Yu Fan fell in love with the human goddess, and then the crush wanted to take revenge on the goddess, but Yu Fan definitely wanted to protect the goddess, so they fought.
But this crush is also outrageous, and even the sword is taken out.
What a wretched man must have something to hate!
It's complicated!
Just as they were about to slow down, the battle ended, and the girl fled with a sword.
So, they started to speed up again, and they were really tired.
The boys were anxious and light, and the girls were worried that Yufan was injured by the sword.
"Thank you for saving me." Wu Qingling had already left Yu Fan's embrace, as if nothing had happened at this time.
"Don't thank me. She's coming at me. ”