In Song Zilong's eyes, Nan Xiang is finally no longer a weak cow girl, but a challenger who seriously threatens his title as the overlord of the south of the city; In Nan Xiang's eyes, Song Zilong is no longer a gangster leader who sends warmth to the community, and the final test in this life-threatening mission.

Singled out.

In the eyes of the warriors, this is already the most sacred and inviolable ritual, and at this point, it is no longer a simple street fight. Even Song Zilong, who was used to being domineering, and Nanxiang, who had been a weak chicken for half his life, inexplicably felt a dignified atmosphere.

"In the lower city of Song Zilong, friends on the road raised me, and they all called me Brother Long. I'm not in a very happy mood today, and it just so happens that the kid over there doesn't have long eyes, and he rode a bicycle to Lao Tzu, so I beat him for a reason. But little girl, what is the reason for you to abolish my two younger brothers? ”

“……”

What is the reason? Does punishing evil and promoting good count?

Nan Xiang pursed her lips, she didn't know how to answer this question, she couldn't say that there was a second-force system forcing me, right?

"Brother Long, you are also the leader of the road, if you want to say that the two people lying down there don't understand, it's understandable, can you still not know?" After thinking about it, Nan Xiang finally spoke, "This kind of thing is fighting, just fighting, why do you need any reason?" ”

"Well said! Which turtle grandson is not convinced, let's just convince him! Song Zilong actually grinned and played with the switchblade in his hand: "Little sister does have a hand in kung fu, and my brother Long is served." But no matter how high the kung fu is, you are also afraid of kitchen knives, you understand this truth, right? ”

#社会我龙哥, there are a lot of words with knives#

Nan Xiang didn't answer, but she didn't move at all, which already showed her attitude.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"Nanxiang."

"Written down!"

The showdown is imminent.

Song Zilong rushed to Nan Xiang at great speed, and Nan Xiang was about to make a move, but unexpectedly he stopped abruptly, put the switchblade in front of him, and refused to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

As soon as Nan Xiang wanted to bully himself into punching, he saw a silver light passing by, so he had to obediently retreat. As soon as Nan Xiang took a few steps back, Song Zilong stuck up like a maggot attached to the bone, and followed not far away.

"What a hassle!"

Before the war, Nanxiang still underestimated these gangsters, but in this fight, he knew that he was very wrong. These hooligans can't do anything else, but when it comes to actual combat experience, they are much higher than themselves.

Due to the threat of critical hits, Nan Xiang really didn't dare to be moved by static, so he could only transport his light skills to the extreme, getting faster and faster under his feet, sometimes near and sometimes far, hoping to find Song Zilong's flaws in the continuous sports war; But Song Zilong was like a poisonous snake, lying quietly in ambush, waiting for an opportunity to move, even if he was punched one or two times, he had to bite off a piece of meat from this cow girl who was dangling in his chest.

#好色情! #

#听起来还真有点小激动呢#

After several hurried contact battles, Nan Xiang took a lot of advantage and hit Song Zilong with two punches in succession. Of course, Brother Long is not a fuel-efficient lamp, taking the opportunity of Nanxiang to get closer, he almost pierced Nanxiang's waist. Although she couldn't make a single blow, she still cut through her loose T-shirt, revealing the soft flesh around her waist that was dazzlingly white.

"Hehe, your steps seem to be a little slow, will you be able to hide next time?"

Song Zilong's injuries were not too serious, but the two places where he was hit were still painful, as if there was an internal force drilling into his body and rampage. But a loser doesn't lose his mouth, and it is impossible to make him show weakness at this time.

And this sentence just hit Nanxiang's current predicament. Whether it is to hit the opponent or perform light skills, a certain amount of internal force needs to be consumed. Nanxiang's 1v3 high-intensity fight, the internal force has only half of the original, if it can't be resolved quickly, I'm afraid it's really a bit bad.

"I don't need to worry about my business, Brother Long, you still worry about how many punches you can take from me."

Nan Xiang shook his fist, which was a little red, and secretly scolded himself for his innate strength of only 10, and his feet did not stop, and he flew close again.

It seems that the scene is one-sided.

Song Zilong was hit by Nanxiang two or three more punches, and he was already a little shaky, and he couldn't hold it down by will. Just when Nanxiang thought it was a good day, a sudden change occurred.

Nan Xiang broke away with one blow and was about to flee away, when he saw Song Zilong desperately receiving a heavy punch and stabbing at her with a knife. It was too late to retreat, so I had to move sideways and dodge. I thought it would be easy to dodge, but Song Zilong was already at the end of the strong crossbow, and was about to give him the last blow, when his waist suddenly tightened, but the fabric of the T-shirt that had been cut before fluttered in the wind, and he was just grabbed by Song Zilong and pulled it as hard as he could.

Nan Xiang was disrupted by this sudden force, and involuntarily threw himself forward. The white fabric flew into pieces in the night wind, and then there was a cold light that pierced the night.

"Poof!"

With a short and intense muffled sound, the two of them parted in unison, and they both bowed down.

There were only a few pieces of residual fabric left on Nanxiang's upper body, sticking to his wet body, but he was not blown away by the wind. The cow girl protected the two white rabbits on her chest with one hand, and covered the terrible wound on her waist with the other - the blood was painted on the white flesh, and it looked so bewitching under the street lamp.

"Hey...... Hey! This little girl, this little cow, came out without even wearing a mask, it's really exciting! ”

Song Zilong half-knelt and spit out these words, and then his head was planted and he fainted.

"Bah-"

Seeing that Song Zilong finally fell, Nan Xiang couldn't bear the pain anymore and exhaled softly. At that moment, as soon as Nan Xiang lost his balance, he suddenly felt bad, and he simply made a desperate bet, let the switchblade attack, and learned Song Zilong's life-threatening style of play, turned sideways sharply, and leaned an elbow against Song Zilong's chin.

Crit!

The chin is definitely the most vulnerable place on a person's body, once he is hit hard, he will be concussed at least and suffocated at worst, Song Zilong can hold on to a sentence, and he can be regarded as a man.

[Iga Valley] Nanxiang

You're a fourteen-year-old woman, and you're all over the place, and you're naturally charming. Your martial arts look like you're getting a glimpse of the door, and your shot seems to be very light.

Food: 294/225

Drinking: 170/200

Health: 105/124 (43%)

Internal forces: 217/513

Mana: 0/0

Brawn: 13/10

Dexterity: 13/10

Perception: 33/30

Root bones: 33/30

Hits: [0]

Avoidance: [0]

Attack: [0]

Defense: [0]

Experience: 12800

Potential: 14

Prestige: Obscurity

Talent: Flushed face

"It's really a critical hit, it hurts...... It hurts me! ”

The blood on his waist was dripping, gushing out incessantly, and falling to the ground drop by drop, which was simply shocking. Nan Xiang was ruthless, took off the little fabric left on his neck, tore it into long strips, gritted his teeth and did a simple bandage, and then limped, covering two balls of white flesh that were completely exposed to the air, wanting to leave the scene.

"The ......"

The cold sound scared Nan Xiang half to death, she quickly put on a blocking posture with her left hand and looked back.

The creature who was curled up on the ground before and didn't know when he stood up and was walking towards Nanxiang step by step.

"That...... Girl, do you want me to take you to the hospital? ”

"Roll !!!!"