142 Twenty-eight floors of counterattack
Xu An didn't understand why his fate was always like this, since he was a child, he always had to turn over again and again, to face those opponents who were a hundred times and ten times more powerful than him.
Now he understands that the bloodline of the island people is the most precious gift left to him by his mother Gu Xiaozhao.
"Xu An, let go!" Even the white horse roared.
Generally speaking, the most taboo thing for a master is to be held from behind, which is a difficult point to start, if you hook your hand to fight, the power is definitely not enough, if you ignore it, things will definitely deteriorate further.
Xu An's face was gloomy, and he used all the strength in his body to tie Lian Baima and move closer and closer to the edge of the top floor.
Even the white horse was crazy, and his fists kept beating back, falling on Xu An's back, and his face was covered with blood.
Xu An gritted his teeth, the purpose was obvious, and there was no way left and right, so it was better to roll down from the twenty-eighth floor together.
"Aren't you afraid of death? Xu An, you let go, let go! How about I'll let you go! Lian Baima exclaimed.
Even Bai Ma is really afraid, this Xu An doesn't want to die, he still wants to live, and there are still a lot of things to do, such as that princess, such as enveloping other islanders, such as replacing him and becoming the leader of the organization.
Xu An didn't answer a word, allowing even the white horse's fist to fall on his body and move closer and closer to the edge of the top floor.
Originally, according to Lian Baima's kung fu, Xu An was difficult to get close, but unfortunately, the moment he grabbed Xu An and let go, Lian Baima was careless, he thought that Xu An would definitely fall high and his body would fall into meat sauce.
"Grass your mother!" Even the white horse roared, the seven leaders of the dignified organization were actually forced to such a point, and the force that hit Xu An was a little heavier, and even, he couldn't restrain his strength, and he used all his brains on Xu An.
Xu An coughed violently, didn't let go, suddenly screamed, hugged Lian Baima, and hit the iron fence on the edge of the top floor.
The bars shattered.
Below the Midtown Hotel, countless people exclaimed and watched in horror as the two figures fell high.
On the twenty-eighth floor, you don't have to think about it, you will definitely die.
In the crowd, the timid hurried compared to the eyes.
"Xu An, the people of the Jiaojiao Society will not let you go!"
In the fall, Lian Baima roared in despair, his fate should not be like this, to die at the hands of such an ant.
Xu An's mouth turned up, and a desperate smile filled with it.
Mother, you see, I am fighting to the death with others again, and you bless me.
Xu An's eyes popped up tears.
Everyone is afraid of death, and when they die, many beautiful things can no longer be seen, heard, or touched.
Rumble!
With an earth-shattering crash, the power of the inertia of the twenty-eight floors, with a terrifying speed, even the body of the white horse slammed on the ground, like a rubber man, bounced half a meter high, and smashed down again, smashed into an extremely distorted posture, his eyes were dead, and he couldn't blink his eyes.
There was a dead silence all around, the faint of heart was already screaming, and the sirens were blaring one after another.
"And another?" Someone suddenly remembered that it was obviously the two of them who fell down together.
So, someone with a heart began to look around, and after looking for a long time, they strangely found that another person who fell down was not at the scene.
How this is possible is obviously a perverse thing.
"I guess it's hanging somewhere." Someone analyzed.
......
Roundhead called several times, but didn't get through.
Maybe the Seven Chiefs are busy with something important. Round Head comforted himself so much. It is impossible for the seven leaders of the world to have an accident.
The sky in Xiaowang Town was a little dark, and without the steamed bun business, Chen Weiwei returned to her previous life, eating thin rice porridge with mustard.
Throughout the ages, widows have had a hard time, not only to face all kinds of gossip, but even to those unreasonable women, such as now, a dozen people have rushed into the courtyard with great vigour.
The three children ran into the house in fright, and Chen Weiwei frowned.
"Is there something wrong?"
"You, dare to seduce my man, I'll tear your mouth apart!" A woman with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks shouted, and next to the woman was the old man who often came to curry favor.
Of course, Chen Weiwei didn't treat him half a bit, and there was no question of whether to seduce or not.
But this kind of thing, how can it make sense.
Chen Weiwei stared coldly at the sharp-mouthed woman, holding the dishes and chopsticks, and walked into the house.
"Beat me to death with this!" The sharp-mouthed woman screamed angrily, and the old man tried to persuade him to say a few words, but was immediately rewarded with a slap.
Several of the woman's own brothers walked towards Chen Weiwei with a cruel smile, holding a rope and a wooden stick in their hands.
"Beat half to death first, and then pull it to the streets!"
"Dip into the pit!"
"This bitch, I really want to set up an archway!"
Chen Weiwei held her head high from beginning to end, and after getting angry, she smashed the dishes and chopsticks in her hand on the floor in an instant, making a "clang" sound.
"Yo, this bitch still wants to fight back!" A strong man grinned and walked over, raised his leg and kicked Chen Weiwei in the stomach.
A sharp kitchen knife was picked up, but fortunately the man was able to dodge, otherwise he would have been chopped.
Chen Weiwei gasped and held a kitchen knife in front of her.
The situation at this time is much worse than that in Yandu.
"What are you afraid of, you big men, I don't believe this bitch really dares to split you!" The sharp-mouthed woman shouted.
The round head frowned, this kind of thing happened, it was a bit unexpected for him to happen.
Left and right, they don't let her get better, just bully it. Thinking of this, the round head grinned.
If an ordinary woman is bullied, she will definitely think of her husband for the first time, Chen Weiwei is the same, she thinks of Xu An, if Xu An knows her current situation, I am afraid she will also be anxious.
The three children lay on the door post, looking at their "mother", constantly brandishing kitchen knives, forcing people back again and again.
Suddenly, a big man walked around, lifted the flat pole, and hit Chen Weiwei the back.
Chen Weiwei staggered back a few steps and retreated to the door, panting constantly, but the hand holding the kitchen knife suddenly trembled.
"If you have the ability, call your mother's family!" The sharp-mouthed woman laughed.
Dafang stood at the entrance of the village, and after several phone calls, he finally waited for the person.
A little thin, wearing a dirty floral shirt, his body seems to be a little uncomfortable, and he always covers his stomach.
"Where is she?" The third master gritted his teeth.
In fact, Xu Chao persuaded the third master to heal his injuries first, and he would pass as soon as possible.
The third master couldn't wait, and when Xu Chao rushed from Yandu to Xianggang, and then set off from Xianggang, he would have to delay for at least four or five days.
So, the third master came alone.
Following Da Fang, along the lanes of Xiaowang Town, hurried forward.
Another blow fell on Chen Weiwei's bare legs.
Chen Weiwei finally lost her balance and fell to the ground.
The older child, crying, grabbed a handful of stones and threw them at the men.
"Go back!" Chen Weiwei shouted with red eyes.
"If you go to the street obediently, I won't beat you, you're a bitch anyway, what are you afraid of, right?" The sharp-mouthed woman grinned.
Chen Weiwei raised her head and stared coldly at the sharp-mouthed woman.
"If my man knew that you were bullying me like this, he would definitely not let you go!"
The whole courtyard was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"That dead ghost man of yours, don't you have to turn into a ghost and harm us!"
"Maybe it's a wild man!"
"So, that's right!"
Da Fang stopped, and the third master also stopped, looking forward, looking at the village woman who fell to the ground, still holding a kitchen knife in her hand, protecting herself and the three children in the door.
I don't know why, this person's face, obviously I don't know it, but the third master wants to cry very much.
"Cousin!" The third master roared.
Da Fang rushed into the room, helped Chen Weiwei up, and then said a word.
"Your cousin is here, don't be afraid."
Chen Weiwei looked up, and when she saw the figure of the third master, her nose was sour, and she threw the knife on the ground.
The sharp-mouthed woman was also startled, secretly thinking that there was really a mother's family coming, and when she turned her head, she saw a tall and thin figure in a floral shirt, and instantly laughed.
A few big men standing there also burst into laughter, thinking that someone was coming.
Such a thin rib, even if he grows vegetables and sugarcane, he can't afford to hoe!