Yu Ji dodged and hid in an alleyway.

Yu Ji glanced around, but did not see a useful weapon, and suddenly her eyes flashed, and under the full moonlight, the iron can in the corner added a touch of luster.

Zhang San had already caught up, and the thunder attacked, his hands and feet were swift, and he shot fiercely, and slammed into Yu Ji's face.

Yu Ji was able to dodge, and some couldn't bear Chen Sheng's pursuit like this, turned his head short, rolled over on the ground, and picked up the iron can and held it in his hand to become a weapon for confrontation.

Zhang Sanyu smiled and mocked Yu Ji's self-indulgence.

If the short handle is close, Yu Ji holds the iron can and swings it vigorously at the vital point.

"Bang!"

The man raised his hand in a gear and landed on the man's arm.

"Humph!"

Yu Ji's speed was still slow, and she received a fierce slap at the same time.

She snorted in pain.

has no intention of fighting, and knows that he can't resist it.

After two or three moves, he hurriedly ran away, and quickly escaped into another alley by teleporting around the corner.

Yu Ji sat on the ground suddenly, and then she took a breath, and her palms suddenly hurt, and she was cut by the tin can that she was still holding in her hand.

Yu Ji looked at the wound, connected with the pain behind her, and said in her heart that she was too weak to resist it.

But gradually, Yu Ji sensed that something was wrong.

Wisps of black mist emerged from the palms of her hands, and Yu Ji could feel strong fluctuations in her body, as if she had sensed something.

Yu Ji looked at this scene in shock, and said in disbelief: "This, this is clearly resentment!" ”

Before Yu Ji was allowed to digest this situation more, a burly figure appeared not far away, accompanied by an ugly emphasis.

"Hehe, it turns out that you're hiding here, it's okay, let me finish you off, and let you die clearly!"

Yu Ji closed her eyes suddenly, waited for a second and didn't see her fist fall, and when she opened her eyes again, "Bang! The man was kicked to the ground, groaning bitterly.

Yu Ji exhaled fiercely.

My heart trembled.

"Are you alright? Can you stand up? ”

Overhead, a slightly lazy-sounding voice sounded.

A strong arm reached out to her.

The alley was dim, and Yu Ji couldn't see the man's face clearly in the moonlight, so she didn't stretch out her hand, and stood up by herself.

She clenched her injured hand suddenly, and she snorted in pain.

The lips are a little pale, but there is a constant rush in the body.

Yu Ji gritted her teeth and suppressed it, and looked up at the person who saved her, a little familiar.

"Is that you?"

"It's you!"

The two spoke in unison.

Yu Ji skimmed her face, saw Zhang San on the ground get up, and the man in front of her also looked along, her eyes narrowed instantly, and she sighed very impatiently.

glanced at Yu Ji, "At such a young age, how could you provoke such a person." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang San came over with a fierce fist.

The man raised his hand and gently hooked it, took Yu Ji behind him, and greeted him cleanly.

A punch and a kick are powerful, and it looks like a handsome son, but with such ruthlessness and brute force, Zhang San is powerless to parry.

Within two minutes, Zhang San had a blue nose and swollen face, spit out a mouthful of bruises, and lay on the ground wheezing hard.

The man withdrew his hand, moved his fingers slightly, and crackled, and his gestures were full of chic and evil spirits.

The man turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly at Yu Ji.

Yu Ji pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, she still had a grudge in her heart, the man's actions were undoubtedly hung with two words in her eyes.

Pretending to be forced.