Chapter 82: I, Li Jinghua, am not to be messed with
More than a dozen short-term workers held the long sword in their hands with a brush, and the snow was bright and bright by the moonlight.
The beggars were still fighting, but when they saw this situation, they immediately dispersed.
The huge long street has finally returned to its former calm.
"Fight! Fight! Breaking the Sword was so excited that his voice trembled: "Although I can't fly, I sharpen iron like clay." Those papier-mΓ’chΓ© iron swords, you don't have to be afraid at all, just go up there. β
"Excited fart! Take you out as it should be. We can't afford to fight. Li Jinghua whispered.
Po Jun was reluctant: "Why can't you afford to fight?" I'm going to fight, I'm going to fight! β
"The real master is coming soon, and we don't need it." Li Jinghua laughed.
Whenever she wakes up early to exercise, she always feels that someone is watching her.
That is a real master, and his martial arts are no less powerful than Xiao Yao. She couldn't sense where the master was, but she knew that when she rolled down the window, the man would move.
"You say that we have lost our mastery by fighting with beggars. But we're just protecting ourselves. The leader of the short-term worker had a calm face: "We first came here, and we don't want to make enemies, but your Excellency really wants to do something with us?" β
Li Jinghua shook the broken army in his hand: "The guys are all showing up, you ask me if I want to do it with you?" β
The short-term worker was stunned for a moment, and a trace of ruthlessness appeared on his face: "Do it!" β
Li Jinghua didn't move, and he broke the army and other helpers.
Sure enough, just as the short-term workers were about to rush to her side, several figures jumped down from the nearby tall buildings.
One, two, three, four, a total of four.
Li Jinghua relaxed, and his body stepped back.
It's really hidden, it's all next door to the cyclamen, and she didn't even hear a little wind.
It's okay to live on the left side of her, which is the lady who opened the flower shop, and she never talked about it, someone rented her room to live.
It seems that the saying that money can make ghosts grind is the truest truth in any era.
Breaking the sword began to howl at this time: "Little girl, you take me out and don't even fight?" β
"What kind of fight? One or two long swords, I can dodge it. But don't you see a dozen or so long swords on the other side? How to hide? Li Jinghua turned upstairs: "The sword has no eyes, in case I add another scar to my face...... But there is no more chastity archway. β
Pojun Jian Qi said: "Why don't you suppress your voice and flip directly up from the window?" Aren't you afraid that those day workers will see that you are a cyclamen? β
"Well, the voice change and this night suit are just to prevent beggars. The boss on the other side knew that I knew that I could martial arts, and he also knew that there were masters around me to protect me, and I couldn't prevent it. Li Jinghua came upstairs, changed his night clothes, and changed into casual clothes again: "Besides, when I changed my voice, my throat was uncomfortable." β
"Then you don't have a good fight, and you still take me out?"
"I just want to tell the other side, I'm Li Jinghua, I'm not easy to mess with." Li Jinghua patted the body of the sword: "I was also afraid that you would be stuffy, so I took you out to breathe." β
Wrap up the noisy broken army, put it back in the closet with the night clothes.
Li Jinghua put his hands behind his back and watched the battle on the street.
I saw the figures of the two masters staggered, and the sword light flickered.
After a few staggered, a few day workers lay on the ground, and a few covered various parts of their bodies. And the master sent by Sheng Yuqing was unscathed.
However, they are very measured, and those short-term workers don't seem to be seriously injured.
Naturally, some blood was shed.
By this time, the sky was already faintly bright.
It's dawn so soon? Li Jinghua smacked his mouth, he hadn't seen it yet.