Chapter 122: A Gentle Hand
Ye Zhanfei glanced back at Yang Ming, a chubby round face was surprisingly serious and serious, looking at him was not a joke, he really made up his mind to fight.
Although Yang Ming was a little suspicious and worried in his heart, after all, he had never seen Ye Zhanfei fight, nor had he ever seen his mental image, let alone seen him so serious. The young man hesitated for a while, and finally could only choose to believe Ye Zhanfei once.
"Let's believe him once, I hope it's not a trick to kneel and surrender. ”
Ye Zhanfei had shown his trick once before, that is, kneeling and surrendering, and the young man hoped that it would not be such a shameful trick again.
Ye Zhanfei saw the young man's slightly frowning brows, and nodded very reluctantly, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and he comforted, "Don't worry, leave it to me, I still have confidence in dealing with girls." ”
With that, Ye Zhanfei turned around, took a step with his left foot, his chest was erect, and he suddenly put on a posture and faced the opposite side.
Looking at Ye Zhanfei's fat back, Yang Ming actually felt a sense of reliability.
Xiaoxiao rubbed her right hand, just now she grabbed Ye Zhanfei's neck with one claw, bringing him nearly two hundred pounds of weight, such a weight made the girl's right hand feel a lot of pressure. scolded in his heart, "Dead fat, fat meat, it's really heavy." If one hand can't work, then I'll have two hands, and I don't believe in twisting your pig's neck. ”
With the thought of killing, Xiaoxiao sneered, and then her hands were slightly gathered, and the faint Wu Yao quickly circulated in the girl's body and was transported to the top of the ten fingers, bringing a sharp sense of edge.
Ye Zhanfei stared at Xiaoxiao, the girl's pretty little face, which made him still a little intoxicated and reluctant, so he persuaded him, "Xiaoxiao, why do you have to fight and kill a beautiful girl like you, how good it is to talk to you Feige and me about love, I promise to be gentle and considerate to you." ”
"Phew, dead fatty, don't dream, you are from Jiang Guo, and I am from Rongguo, there is only hatred between you and me, I must kill you today." Xiaoxiao spat disgustingly and said fiercely.
The war between Jiang Rong and the two countries has brought too much hatred and grief to the people of the two countries, and the grievances between the two countries have been too deep. In fact, aside from the national level, with Ye Zhanfei's appearance, it is estimated that Xiaoxiao will not take a fancy to him.
Hearing this, Ye Zhanfei looked up to the sky and sighed, pretending to shake his head affectionately and said, "Hey, the falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless." You and I are a talented and beautiful couple, but we can't escape the elusiveness of fate. ”
Hearing this, even Yang Ming behind him couldn't help but churn in his stomach, and he was nauseated, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, and his little face was full of disgust and looked at Ye Zhanfei.
"What the are you still talking about. ”
After a moment of silence, Ye Zhanfei made up his mind, his left foot straddled, his legs were slightly bent, supporting the ground, and said, "Okay, you can do it." ”
"Hmph, then you will die. ”
The figure was slightly silent, Xiaoxiao's right foot slammed on the ground, and her light body rushed towards Ye Zhanfei at a very fast speed, and when the figure swept out, the girl's hands were slightly bent, and on the nails of the ten fingers of the little hand, the pale golden light suddenly bloomed, with an awe-inspiring edge, much more than before.
When he swept to Ye Zhanfei for only half a meter, Xiaoxiao's light figure suddenly stopped, and his claws quickly stretched out and grabbed Ye Zhanfei's neck directly.
"Demon Crackclaw. ”
In the face of Xiaoxiao's fierce ghost claws, Ye Zhanfei did not dodge, he knew his strength very well, his body was fat, his movements and speed were definitely not as agile as Xiaoxiao, and it was just in vain to dodge. Since you can't hide, then simply don't hide.
Ye Zhanfei deliberately stepped out of his feet before, just to increase the strength under his feet and stabilize his body, he supported the ground with his feet, his body muscles tensed, and forcibly took Xiaoxiao's ghost claws.
Xiaoxiao's sharp claws grabbed Ye Zhanfei's neck mercilessly, and his wrist instantly exerted force, wanting to break Ye Zhanfei's neck. Suddenly, Ye Zhanfei's round face turned red, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, as if they would burst at any time, but he still barely held on, and his fat body did not move at all.
"Dead fatty, I'll see how long you can last. The girl gritted her teeth and said fiercely, and the strength of her hands increased a lot.
"Oh no, if it goes on like this, Ye Zhanfei has to be strangled to death by her. Seeing that Ye Zhanfei had no power to fight back, Yang Ming was anxious, he was worried about Ye Zhanfei's life and wanted to save him, but as soon as he was about to leave, his right shoulder couldn't help but hurt.
At this time, just when Yang Ming thought that Ye Zhanfei had nothing to do, Ye Zhanfei supported his body, and suddenly stretched his hands forward, his chubby hands did not clench into fists, nor did they stretch out as palms, but his ten fingers were slightly bent, and then, with a gentle grasp, Pipi Reading Network.
"Elephant art, gentle hand. ”
"Ah......" was caught by Ye Zhanfei, Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shout out, her cheeks were suddenly dyed red, the girl should have been angry, resisted, and then strangled this dead fat man to death. However, in the next moment, there was a slight feeling of comfort in the place where he was arrested.
Ye Zhanfei gasped, with a touch of red on his face, and his small eyes bent into a crescent shape, this time, Ye Zhanfei completely let go, exerted all his skills, and the martial arts in his body converged on his hands, and his ten fingers groped, which was the second grasp.
This hand made Xiaoxiao completely lose the ability to resist, and the whole person was fluttering and sleepy, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her. At this moment, the girl just wants to lie down and sleep beautifully.
Xiaoxiao's body softened and fell to the ground, her eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of her mouth smiled, as if she was sleeping in a flower garden, her ears were sweet birds, and the tip of her nose was the drunken fragrance of flowers.
"Oh, it's so comfortable, I want to sleep. ”
After speaking, the girl closed her eyes sweetly, as if she was intoxicated.
At this time, Ye Zhanfei squatted down, lay on the girl's ear, and said softly, "Sleep, my girl, have a good dream." ”
After saying this, Ye Zhanfei's eyes suddenly moistened, and then his right hand was placed on Xiaoxiao's neck. He closed his eyes, a tear couldn't help but overflow from the corner of his eye, and suddenly, with the strength of his right hand, he could only hear a "creak" of bones breaking.
Xiaoxiao's neck was ruthlessly twisted by him, and a moment later, the girl died in sleep, and before she died, she still had a smile on her lips, maybe she really had a sweet dream.
After doing everything, Ye Zhanfei slowly opened his eyes, looking at the girl who died in his arms, he sighed helplessly.
Ye Zhanfei had no choice, he had no choice but to kill Xiaoxiao, he didn't hate the girl, and even liked her very much, but he didn't have a chance to choose, when Xiaoxiao decided to be their enemy, Ye Zhanfei faced a dilemma, either to be killed or to kill her.
With tears of regret and helplessness, Ye Zhanfei chose the latter.
"Goodbye, my love. ”
Listening to Ye Zhanfei's words, Yang Ming didn't laugh at him anymore, and the young man felt that Ye Zhanfei really liked Xiaoxiao.
Ye Zhanfei stood up and walked aside, he tore a branch from the tree with force, and then covered the girl's body, let's just be a tomb.
Looking at Ye Zhanfei's lonely and lonely back, Yang Ming felt a faint sadness in his heart, and then, only a second later, Ye Zhanfei suddenly raised his head to the sky and said loudly, "Ye Zhanfei, cheer up, there is no grass at the end of the world, there are still a lot of girls waiting for you in your future life." ”
"I'll go, you're soothing yourself too fast. Yang Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking that he would feel sorry for this fat man, it was just too stupid.
Ye Zhanfei turned around and said with a grin, "I can see it, my life is only a few decades, why should I be sad with myself?"
Yang Ming smiled bitterly, helplessly, but the young man became interested in Ye Zhanfei, and couldn't help asking, "What happened just now? Why did you catch her ......?"
Yang Ming was embarrassed to say the sensitive parts of the girl, and was about to say it differently, but at this time, Ye Zhanfei said without scruples, "Scratch your breasts, right?"
"Hehe, that's what I'm thinking. My heart is crispy and soft, and my elephant technique is called a gentle hand, all the people who have been grasped by my gentle hand are like doing a full-body crispy bone massage, the body is soft, and it makes people flutter and want to be fairy, forget all their troubles, like a dream, and revel in it. Ye Zhanfei said proudly, and then he bent his hands and grabbed the air again, looking at his own self-indulgence, he seemed to be still reminiscing about the softness of the girl's chest.
"I thought you were just a nasty person, but I didn't expect your mind to be so nasty. Yang Ming couldn't help but show a look of contempt, but, after thinking about it, Ye Zhanfei's mental image was very useful, as long as he grabbed it, he could make the enemy relax his guard, and his whole body would be soft and weak, which was better than drugs.
"Ye Zhanfei, your mental image is very useful. ”
"Of course, my gentle hand has been touched thousands of times, touching the breasts of countless Qinglou women, those Qinglou women, I touched them but they want to die, I can't stop, not to mention how cool that feeling is. Hey, Yang Ming, I'll take you for a walk next time. Ye Zhanfei said faintly, and saliva couldn't help but flow out of the corners of his mouth.
Looking at Ye Zhanfei's obscene expression and a pair of misty eyes, Yang Ming patted his head with his left hand, shook his head, and sighed, "It's obviously a good mental image, but he uses it to play with women, it's really a tyrannical thing." ”