He Jianghai frowned, this kind of scene is naturally not something he should care about, it is nothing more than to eat in another place.

He had just turned around when the sound of footsteps behind him could be heard.

He turned his head, and the woman with the disheveled hair just now had rushed up.

"Handsome guy, can you give me a cigarette to smoke?"

It's not that you're not unkind.

Under the light, He Jianghai probably glanced at it, but he could also see it clearly, his face was pale, his lips were colorless, he was quite haggard, he looked more than thirty, forty is also possible,

"I don't smoke."

He Jianghai frowned.

"It's okay, it's okay to borrow me some money if you don't have any cigarettes, five thousand, and I'll pay you back tomorrow morning."

The woman forced a smile on her face and spoke again.

He Jianghai rolled his eyes, didn't want to pay attention to it, and still moved forward.

"Why am I lying to you, I will definitely pay you back tomorrow morning."

The woman moved quickly, and she had already blocked He Jianghai, so she almost stretched out her hand to pull someone.

"Get out of here!"

He Jianghai was blocking He Jianghai to death, and someone next to him had already scolded him, it was none other than Xiaopang.

The guy was eating a mouth full of marinade, and was wiping his mouth with a tissue, and walked over to hold his belly up first, blocking He Jianghai.

"Hai Shao, with me, don't worry."

Showing off his might, the general's belly blocks a woman, there is no problem.

"Neurotic, can you get out of the way?"

The woman was so angry that she didn't take Chubby in her eyes at all.

It is inevitable that in a place like South Australia, people like Chubby are the most annoying.

Their livelihood is naturally built on pulling people to gamble.

Now South Australia doesn't look at the wind and water, but the stacking yard boy, because of the low threshold, it seems that there is less money and more money, and many young people from other places are willing to come to the gangsters.

In fact, where is it so easy to mix, since it is not easy to mix, the natural social status is low, and it is very normal for it to be looked down upon.

Of course, Chubby is not bad.

"Lao Tzu is Yinli, the manager of the Eight Classics, and the old woman ......"

was squeezed by words, perhaps because of He Jianghai, Xiaopang was obviously vicious, and he stretched out his hand and immediately hit someone.

He Jianghai forcibly pulled him back, and when he saw the woman's situation, he was crazy.

Looking at this kind of woman's general knowledge, he is also brain-dead.

was pulled by He Jianghai, Xiaopang naturally didn't dare to say anything, he scolded and scolded, and took He Jianghai to go back to the car, and he had to go back to the hotel later.

Bang!

The two of them had only walked three or five steps, and suddenly, the sound of impact came out.

The two hurriedly turned around, and a calf in front of them had stopped, and a middle-aged man stepped out of the car.

In front of the headlights, five or six meters away, the body of a woman was trembling.

The middle-aged man was startled, and he had already taken out the phone and was about to report the crime.

The body of the trembling woman was none other than the middle-aged woman with her hair scattered from before.

He Jianghai frowned, and had already walked over to his person, Xiaopang wanted to reach out and pull someone, but he didn't hold it.

"What's going on?"

When he arrived, He Jianghai asked lightly.

"What's going on? I was driving at less than thirty, and she crashed into it herself! ”

The middle-aged man put down the phone, a little annoyed.

The little fat in the back, with a disgusted expression, had arrived at He Jianghai's side.

"Hai Shao, what do you care about her, she lost ruthlessly, and obviously touched porcelain?"

"It's all dying, and you're still touching porcelain?"

He Jianghai frowned, he had already squatted down.

After squatting, he reached out and touched the woman's snort, and it was only a matter of two or three minutes before he died.

"Dude, can you drive slower?"

After touching it, He Jianghai said lightly.

"This double reed is very good, you want to blackmail me, dream!"

He Jianghai spoke, the middle-aged man was still annoyed, and he glanced at the woman on the ground and He Jianghai, and his tone was obviously not inferior.

"Clean your mouth for me, we don't know this woman at all!"

Hearing this, Xiaopang stretched out his hand and pointed at the middle-aged man.

"What, you still want to beat me? Come on! Don't recognize? I don't know, why are you so enthusiastic, you came to South Australia? ”

The middle-aged man still scolded him, and the more Xiaopang explained, the more determined he was.

On the narrow street, there are countless eyes, and everyone looks this way.

He Jianghai gritted his teeth slightly, seemingly silent.

His hand is on the woman, and the life of the person is slowly draining.

Its internal organs were torn apart, and blood was pouring through the work into the abdominal cavity.

Because of excessive blood loss to the abdominal cavity, the person's body temperature is obviously decreasing.

The powerful spiritual breath has penetrated from He Jianghai's fingertips.

Spiritual Breath quickly repaired her musculoskeletal structure, visceral texture, and even her veins quickly boiled and were reabsorbed by her own body.

On his forehead, most of the sweat appeared.

A powerful cultivator whose body is severely wounded, and if he can't withstand the cultivation, he will definitely die faster.

And if he wants to help, there is no premise of ready-made medicine, and it will definitely be consumed, and it will be even more amazing.

This woman is just an ordinary person, and it's okay.

After a few moments, the sound of coughing was heard, and then it clutched its chest, as if it was about to struggle to get up from the ground.

As a result, he actually sat up from the ground.

"Are you alright?"

Sweat oozed from He Jianghai's forehead, and surprise appeared in Xiaopang's eyes.

The movement just now, although there was no blood flow from the head, not to mention immediate death, the possibility is also very high, but now the person seems to be fine.

"My head hurts!"

The woman crouched on the ground, holding her head and muttering.

"Don't pretend, get out of here, or I'll kill you!"

Seeing the woman flip up, the middle-aged man seemed to be a little unexpected.

After his muttering, the man got into the car.

He Jianghai had already reached out and pulled his sleeve.

He wants to pull people, how can the other party run away.

That guy withstood the huge force, and even told He Jianghai to let go.

After he opened his mouth, he couldn't break free, and raised his fist and smashed it towards He Jianghai.

He Jianghai's wrist was slightly forced, his face was black, he gritted his teeth and trembled, but he tried not to make a sound.

"Ask her, do we know each other?"

He Jianghai snorted coldly.

"I ...... Losing money ......"

When it comes to this, middle-aged men, where do they still have the heart to ask if they know each other, giving money is the best policy.

"Count yourself honest!"

The little fat cow roared angrily, and kicked at the middle-aged man.

After he kicked out, he was even more polite, and directly reached into the middle-aged man's car to grab it.

A few bundles of cash were grabbed.

"What are you doing with his money?"

Seeing Xiaopang's virtue, He Jianghai was a little embarrassed.

When Xiaopang heard the words, he wanted to put the money back again, and the woman on the ground, I don't know if she heard the word money, she immediately jumped up from the ground.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the money in Xiaopang's hand into his hand.

Brush up the count.