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She's much better than him, she's just dragged down by the power!

After more than ten minutes, Yu Man's physical strength was exhausted, his breathing was unsteady, and his rhythm was already out of order, Ji Xiao also calmed down, so he naturally would not take advantage of others, not to mention that the other party was a girl.

Both stopped at the same time.

"You...... Sick? Ji Xiao asked seriously.

The corners of Yu Man's mouth twitched, "You're in the advanced stage of brain cancer!" ”

"You stinky girl is beaten again, aren't you?!" Ji Xiao was angry.

Yuman looked at him expressionlessly.

He seemed to react and coughed embarrassedly, "I mean, your skills are so good, it should be the result of long-term training, and your strength and physical strength should not be so weak, so I suspect that you are sick." ”

It is rare for the irascible Comrade Ji Xiao to explain so patiently.

"Well, it's true that he's just getting back from a serious illness." Yuman said casually, and then his expression was correct, "I came here for a purpose, Lott is really dead, died in the explosion of F City in the early hours of this morning, he was in the speakeasy at the time, this is a murder, and it is a murder that does not hesitate to bury hundreds of people, the other party is very ruthless, this matter was immediately reported to the headquarters, and the mastermind behind the scenes was immediately investigated, I suspect that this is not only for Lot, if it is not handled well, it is a big hidden danger." ”

Her voice was childish like a girl, but her tone was calm and serious, and in her frank eyes, there was a trace of hidden pain that touched everyone's minds.

They didn't interrupt, they didn't have absolute belief, but they didn't doubt either, and the real death was suddenly in front of them, and their hearts were so heavy that they could barely breathe.

Yuman was also a little uncomfortable, she wanted to tell them that Lott was still alive in front of their eyes, but no, no one would believe it, and her body couldn't bear the kind of bullets and bullets in life, she wanted to try the current life.

Yuman walked out of the store, no one stopped her, they were all immersed in the news of Lotter's death, Ji Xiao was quite sensible, and immediately reported to the headquarters, and it was another busy job.

She walked slowly along the broken streets, feeling relieved of a concern, and felt much more relaxed, Lotter's death should be known and should be played to its due value, this is the last thing he can do for the organization.

"Hi~ little beauty, why are you walking around here alone? This is not the place to walk! ”

A line of men hooking shoulders suddenly appeared on the street, about a dozen, all of them drunk.

"Stop messing around, go with my brothers." A person came over in a swaying manner, and stretched out his hand to Rayuman, "Brother will take you home~"

Yu Man looked at the sky speechlessly, this place is already chaotic, and it is quite common for girls to encounter this kind of thing when they walk at night.

She struck out suddenly, twisting the drunk's groping hand violently, and at the same time raised her knee and slammed into a vulnerable part of the man.

The man let out a scream, but had no chance to fight back, and was suddenly knocked to the ground by Yuman and stepped on his back.

Yu Man frowned slightly, she didn't want to be so intense, after all, with her own strength and physical strength, it was unrealistic to kill this group of people with her bare hands, so she could only kill chickens and monkeys, hoping not to backfire.

However, it backfired.

When the group of drunks saw that their own people had been beaten, they didn't even think about it, they shouted loudly, and they all rushed up.

"Damn! Stinky bitch, don't be ashamed, dare to hit Brother Lao Tzu, don't die! ”

Yuman looked at the chaos in front of him, are these guys playing drunken boxing?

It's a crowd of demons......

One punch is hard to beat four hands, especially a pair of small powder fists against a messy and disorganized drunk fist.