Final word.

The three of them had dinner, Chi Jing raised his eyes and looked out the window, it was not too late, so they went back to their rooms to rest.

Pushing open his wing, his toes just touched the ground, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his back. Her head tilted slightly, her figure flickered subtly, and she easily dodged a dagger that flashed with cold light.

The other party froze, obviously not expecting that an ugly maid from a humble background could actually avoid his sudden sneak attack.

"Who are you?" There was no palm lamp in the room, and Chi Jing was standing inside, and he could only vaguely see a man in black standing behind the door with his back to the light.

"Hand over the things, but you won't die." He didn't answer her question.

"What's that?" Because of the light on his back, Chi Jing couldn't even see the outline of his facial features clearly in the twilight, let alone see his eyes.

"Don't pretend to be crazy, you know what I'm talking about. Hand it over obediently, or you will be in good hands. The man in black said impatiently.

"I really don't know what you're talking about, how do you hand it over?" Ji Jing was also impatient, knowing that he was about to face a fierce battle next.

"Toast without eating and drinking! Then don't blame me for being rude! As soon as the man in black finished speaking, his figure moved and brought a gust of wind straight towards her, and the dagger in his hand stabbed straight at her.

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What a speed! Chi Jing flashed from the left side, and at this time, the man in black passed by her, she took advantage of the situation to grab his knife-holding arm, raised her leg and kicked him hard under the armpit, "snap", and the dagger of the man in black fell to the ground.

He hurriedly broke free, dodged the second kick from Chi Jing, and hurriedly responded with his concentration, secretly blaming himself for being careless.

Qi sank dantian, Chi Jing stood still, opened the two-word tongs sheep and horses, elbows close to the body, rotated his fists, and roared "Drink!" ”

The man in black stroked the chest that was hit by a punch, and his blood surged for a while, and he held back the sweetness in his throat, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy again. The woman's legs were slightly bent and her knees were clamped inward before punching, and he still felt that the movements were ridiculous and stupid, but he didn't know that his shot was fast, accurate and weird, although he had no internal strength, but he seemed to have a lot of experience in close combat.

In just two moves, he snatched his dagger and kicked him, and gave him a hard punch.

However, Ji Jing didn't intend to give him room to breathe. She shook her arm and sighed into her fist, the earth-shattering anger in her eyes pouring out like a torrent, and she came fiercely, using only one hand to block the fist of the man in black, and the other hand to fight hard for his chest that was still faintly painful.

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If her Muay Thai coach saw this scene at this time, he would definitely give her a thumbs up as usual without hesitation, praising her for her standardized movements and extremely talented.

Of course, there is also the master of Wing Chun, the owner of the taekwondo gym, and the second uncle of the armed police colonel who taught her the art of grappling fighting since she was a child...

However, she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and in the end she still can't protect herself!

Chi Jing remembered the hunchbacked old man he met on the side of the street. He was hunched over his waist, his face was wrinkled, and he fainted after walking a few steps. She hurriedly stepped forward to help him up and took him to the hospital, but the old man's eyes opened and a burst of white smoke erupted from his mouth... Poor her woke up in that human purgatory!

Chi Jing gritted his teeth, his eyes were red like a beast, and he lay silently regardless of whether the prey under him had stopped resisting. Her eyes were no longer clear as she remembered the painful past, and her spirit sanctuated. Why! Why are you a sword and I a fish?

Why! Why can't I resist? Why!

Why do you do whatever you want? And I just want freedom and don't give it to me!

Why!

There is wetness in the face, and there is wetness in the fists. She heard someone tell her to stop, and she didn't care. Someone was pulling her, and she ignored it. Shake the man off and continue to punch intensively.

What's wrong with her rebellion? She's human, not a guinea pig or a gorilla! They could gouge out her eyeballs, and what was wrong with her beating that professor to death, and biting that doctoral student to death? Why chop off her arm!

"Hah..."Thinking of this, a dry and strange laugh came out of her throat, which was particularly terrifying in the dimly lit room.

…

"Girl, stop, stop..."The jade bottle covered her mouth and cried bitterly, and before her hand touched Chi Jing's arm, she was thrown away.

The jade bottle in the room had already lit up the lamp, and the lamp illuminated every corner brightly, and also illuminated the terrifying scene in front of him clearly.

"Girl... Oh my God, boy, stop, he's dead... I don't have to fight anymore..."Although this scene made her creepy, for some reason, it was more heartache.

I saw Chi Jing riding on the body of a man in black, constantly pounding at the chest of the man in black, the man's eyes bulged in shock, the black scarf covering his face had long since fallen somewhere, and his chest-

It can't be called a chest anymore, there is only a big hole there, and the internal organs in it are beaten into a mess of slag, splattered on the girl's hair, clothes, and even stuck to the girl's fist...

The jade bottle fell limply to the ground.

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"Tsk."

I don't know when another person came in, he took his hand and slashed at the back of Chi Jing's neck, and Chi Jing fell down on the body of the man in black on the ground.

The jade bottle came back to her senses and exclaimed, and the man picked her up in time, picked her up horizontally, and walked to the side of the bed.

Placing her on the bed, the man turned around, and the jade bottle saw his face clearly.

"Little Hou Ye!" The jade bottle hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

"Hmm. I'll keep watch here, you go get a basin of hot water to wipe her face. Dongfang Le commanded.

"Yes." Jade Bottle glanced worriedly at the bed, stood up and suddenly fell to his knees.

Seeing this, Dongfang Le jokingly asked, "Weak legs?" ”

"Hmm." The jade bottle smiled bitterly, rubbed his frightened legs, and then retreated to get hot water.

When the jade bottle walked away, Dongfang Le looked at Chi Jing who had fallen asleep with a strange look, and after a quick glance last time, he could clearly see the hideous old scar on her face, and remembered the scene just now when even he felt a chill rise in his heart, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

Wan Sheng's taste is so unique...

This woman smells of blood. With a snap of his fingers, Dongfang Le called: "Gray Shadow, after watching it for so long, you should show up." ”

The air froze a bit. A figure appeared in the dark corner of the door. "Gray Shadow has seen Master Hou."

"You're just sitting on the sidelines the whole time, and you don't plan to meddle at all?" Dongfang Lehu stared at him suspiciously, this shouldn't be right? Didn't Wan Sheng put the gray shadow here to protect this woman secretly?

"Hmm. The young master only ordered the gray shadow to stare at Miss Chi Jing, and did not tell him to rescue her in an emergency. Gray Shadow replied with a look.

"Don't need to come to the rescue?" Dongfang Le was surprised: "This woman is not your young master Wan Sheng's sweetheart?" ”

"Of course not." How could the young master favor this kind of disfigured and ruthless woman!

No? Did he misunderstand it for a long time?

Dongfang Le couldn't tell how unhappy and relieved he was at this time, he waved his hand: "Let's deal with this person first, it stinks." ”

"Yes." Gray Shadow bowed his head in response, and while Dongfang Le was not paying attention, he rubbed his weak legs.