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But the opponent is interlocking, close to the close, one will be the grappling hand in Chinese martial arts, the other will be the karate of the island country, and the other will be the straight fist, hook box, hook fist and combination boxing in Western boxing, unpredictable, so that I only have the ability to parry, and have no power to fight back.

What made me feel even more weird, because of the proximity, a woman's body fragrance actually came from her raincoat, did I have the privilege of encountering an undefeated master of the five companies in the East?

As the other party was wearing a raincoat and leather gloves on his hands. I really can't tell the difference between a man and a woman, but thinking of his size, he was running wildly in the woods for more than twenty minutes just now, and I guess now he is holding his last breath, trying to give himself a quick and fatal blow. As long as you resist for a while, it is estimated that it will be a piece of cake to take him down.

The problem is that the other party's last breath seems to be holding back for too long, forcing me to retreat more than ten meters without stopping, and it seems to be getting braver and braver. Just as I spotted an opportunity to prepare for an absolute counterattack, a flash of lightning streaked across the night sky.

"Mrs. Jones ----"

Dizzy, I especially saw her watery blue eyes, and her blonde hair that was not completely covered by her raincoat and hat, and then remembered the smell of perfume on her body. It's exactly the same as last night in the entertainment world.

With this sluggishness, her flying leg had swept out, and with a "snap" kick hit my neck, and I rolled into the bushes next to me with an "ah".

The bloody thing is, this is still downhill. I couldn't stop, I kept rolling down.

Suddenly, I felt a chill coming from below, and I could hear the sound of the sea crashing against the reef.

it, there's a cliff down there?

I reached out and grabbed the grass roots in the bush next to me, and my upper body was flung around, and my legs slid down and hung in the air.

Dizzy, this cliff is not high, only more than 20 meters, if you fall directly into the sea, it will be fine, if you fall on the reef, then there is no one.

What made me break out in a cold sweat was that the grass roots I grabbed had been broken by my heavy body, and the whole person continued to slide towards the cliff.

I thought: it's over!

It is said that the peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic, the problem is that I only saw the ghost Mrs. Jones twice, that is, I smelled the perfume on her body twice, and I was kicked off the cliff by this girl, but I hope God blesses me and let me fall directly into the water. Don't fall into a blur of flesh or half-body.

Just as I was almost tearing off the last root of the bush and grass, my wrist suddenly seemed to be entangled in something, and at first I thought it was a tree vine, but when I looked up, I saw a woman's snow-white arm. Glittering in lightning.

Mrs. Jones lay upside down on the ground, probably hooking a small tree with her foot, her gloved hand grasping my wrist tightly, and between the glove and the cuff of her raincoat, the snow-white arm was exposed.

I immediately grabbed her wrist with my backhand. This kind of two sides grab each other's wrists is called life and death buckle, not like fingers grasping fingers are easy to fall off, as long as both sides do not let go, either the two of them fall together, otherwise I should not fall.

If there is a little bit under my feet, even if it is a tree root, I can rise into the air, and the problem is that my whole body is suspended in the air.

And there are shrubs next to it, and I guess Mrs. Jones hooked it with her foot, that is, the grass roots that are a little denser. Not only could I not use the strength of my arms to lift my body, but it seemed that I could no longer bear the weight of two people, and I only heard the sound of "click" constantly sounding, and even though Mrs. Jones did not pull me upwards with force, she was dragged slowly by me towards the cliff.

"Mrs. Jones." Because of the torrential rain, I could only ask aloud, "Why you?" ”

Mrs. Jones shouted, "Hold my hand and get up!" ”

Mrs. Jones was right, for at this point, I could have jumped up the cliff by simply pulling her down, but she must have been dragged down. Since I had nowhere to settle down and take root after I went up, it was impossible to drag her up again.

Mrs. Jones sacrificed her life to rescue herself at a critical moment, and even if I fell off a cliff and became a photograph, I could not do such a kind of revenge.

If a person wants to live with dignity, he must not lose his conscience, and revenge can make a living stealthily, which is no different from the walking dead.

Even though she told me to do it, I couldn't choose.

I could already feel her body start to slide faster, according to her. If I jumped up by her arm, maybe at least I could get out of danger, and in her current state, I am afraid that even if I let go of my hand, I will not be able to stop her downward trend.

But my conscience reminded me that I must not do this, so I cried out, "Mrs. Jones, have you been told that you are beautiful?" ”

I think women like to hear compliments, no matter how we end up after falling off the cliff, I hope to be able to let her hear the compliments from me at the last moment of her life, and this is the only thing I can express, the last thank you to her.

With that, I twisted my wrist and pushed her arm upwards with my other hand as I broke free of her hand, and I fell.

"Bastard!"

Mrs. Jones spat and threw herself on all fours, and the whole body flew down like a cat.

, didn't we meet twice. As for being buried with me?

As we fell, Mrs. Jones suddenly raised her leg in the air and kicked at me, and I understood that her purpose was to kick me against the rock wall, which would increase friction and reduce the distance I could land, and minimize the danger.

And the result of her doing this may be able to save me, but she has to fall directly from a cliff more than 20 meters high.

I thought: At this moment, she definitely didn't think of learning from Lei Feng or anything, but out of human instinct, she fought hard when she saw others in danger, but she had long forgotten her own life and death.

It can be seen that Mrs. Jones, no matter what she does, has a good heart.

Me too. When her leg kicked against me, I instinctively grabbed her leg and threw it hard against the rock wall behind me, no matter what, even throwing her against the rock wall was better than if she were falling straight from the sky.

In this way we landed on the slope of the rock face, but still rolled down the steep slope.

I immediately grabbed her head to prevent it from touching the raised rock, and at the same time the Luck Golden Bell Shield shielded the two of them and hurried down the hill.

Words to start. I also felt that the sand and gravel on the hillside were soft, but when I got to the bottom, I felt that it was getting harder and harder, and I guess I was on the reef.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning lit up, and a wave crashed against the reef, splashing out what was originally beautiful. At this moment, I feel a huge wave full of death.

Seeing a huge reef blocking our downward path, I grabbed Mrs. Jones and threw her into the spray, and as her body flew in the air, there was a "thud" and my head was hit by the huge reef. The whole person also flew.

In the moments before I fell unconscious, I was still conscious, and I heard the muffled sound of Mrs. Jones falling into the water with a "pop", and then I threw myself down with a "poof" so that I could pounce on Mrs. Jones.

I think it's over. Originally, I fainted, but this time my huge body smashed into Mrs. Jones's body, and I guess she was also knocked unconscious by me.

I don't know how long it has been, but I have been soaked in the seawater. After being drenched in the rain for a long time, I guess I was woken up by the cold.

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't see anything in the darkness everywhere, and I was lying in the sea, as if I was being held by something. When you reach out and touch it, it seems to be a person's body.

Fainted, is Mrs. Jones still crushed under me?

When I tried to move my body, I felt my body move underneath me, but the back of my head hurt so badly that my limbs seemed to be able to move, but my head couldn't move.

This is also the first time I have gone to the sea, although I know that the salt content of the sea is high and the buoyancy is large, but I didn't imagine that it is so big, and the two of us can still float on the surface of the water, does this mean that the sea water is like the Dead Sea, and no one can drown?

Later I realized that I had overthought it, and that Mrs. Jones and I had landed in a rubber dinghy, but the rubber boat was almost full of rain and seawater.