Bang -

The bamboo broke in response, and Chun-ri was like a meteor, smashing through the bamboo board and falling to the ground.

"W-hey!" Baroque jumps down and chases Chun-Li out of the claw shadow!

Blood splashed, Chunli gritted her teeth to protect the door, and kicked her legs!

"Wait!" Although Chunli, who was falling from the upside-down onions, was in critical condition, Wu Chen seemed to have seen some familiar scenes!

The claw blade struck around Chun-Li, mostly blocked by her legs. Seeing that he couldn't bargain, Baroque immediately broke away from the battle circle and landed first on a backflip. Chun-Li put her arms on the ground to stop the handstand, and the matador rolled over again.

The qigong palm slapped the ground again, and spun around!

The legs that drive the inverted split fork are like propeller blades, roaring out!

The left foot slammed into the claw blade and the right foot hit the cheek. The matador flew out sideways, and before he could stop, he was hooked back with a kick!

"Inverted Whirlwind Kick (Whirling Crane Kick)!" Wu Chen's heart was surging, and he finally saw this trick!

But -- the horizontal version is harmful!

The matador didn't get kicked back again and again, but kicked around Chun-Li's whirlwind and spun in a big circle!

Chun-Li rolled over and landed, let go of the sharp claws of the counterattack, turned around and slapped the back turn, kicking hard in the head and neck!

Boom!

The Baroque turned into a windmill of human flesh, rolling through the air and crashing into the bamboo frame.

The back of his hand was hot, and his nosebleed was splashed. The frightened eyes immediately burst bloodshot, "Whoa—"

I was disgusted by my own blood.

Throwing off the remnants of blood, Baroque flew up, using his hands and feet together, and crawled towards the top of the bamboo frame.

Wu Chen just opened the corners of his mouth, and his face changed suddenly.

"Be careful—"

Baroque is like a vulture, flying down!

In the spring, her legs shook and her muscles were out. The right foot is supported, the left foot is pulled back to the chest horizontally, and the upper body is slowly leaning back under the rapidly approaching claws, facing the hideous blood pupils, and the angry foot slams the top of the head!

The gladiator who fell sharply from mid-air was like a cannonball that had been discharged headlong, his mask shattered, his nose bone exploded, and his entire face sank into it (look, the legs are long)!

The body unconsciously swung back, the soles of her feet staggered back, and Chun-Li flew up and hit her chest with her knees. Baroque just spat out blood, and the back of his neck was hooked back by his toes. Chun-Li's knee negs atomized again, and the cracked feet came out violently, and the baroque exploded all over his body, and his bones were shattered! Especially a face that is said to be very good and good-looking, and it was bombarded!

"Thin!" Wu Chen clenched his fists heavily, as if he had kicked them.

The body was forced to jump alive in the shadow of the feet, throwing out flesh and debris all over the ground. Even the freshly whitewashed walls were splattered with distorted blood shadows.

Chun-Li suddenly retracted her feet, and Baroque still shook her limbs like an electric motor and refused to stop. But without support, the matador shivered and became shorter, and soon collapsed to the ground, still writhing like a snake.

“K.O！” waved his hand at Su Yueming, and the stretcher team entered the stadium in a hurry.

On the other hand, Sister Li, except for the toes of her shoes stained with a little blood, her clothes were messy, her cheeks were flushed, her chest was a little undulating, and her beautiful legs trembled a little.

Wu Chen hurriedly entered the scene, put on a smock on Chunli, hugged him into his arms, and rewarded him with a hot kiss.

"Everybody's watching?" Chun-Li whispered.

"Just look at it, it's so beautiful, it's a pity not to look at it." Wu Chen smiled and waved at the crowd, and left the battlefield with Chunli in his arms.

The live broadcast helicopter immediately turned the screen to the maximum and gave a big close-up of the two. Needless to say, this is another day's headline.

The early appearance of the Baroque was obviously not in the plans of the Sharo organization. So Wu Chen didn't expect Su Su Yueming to look at him. Sure enough, before they could reach the building, the ambulance was hijacked. The white swan stealthily followed through the clouds to an abandoned repair shop.

The back door of the ambulance was gently ripped off like a banana peel, and Jamie in a camouflage bikini finally appeared! Throw a tube of potion far into it, and leave without looking back.

"Hehe......" The laughter touched the wound, and Baroque fumbled to grasp the potion and injected it into his body with his backhand.

The blood gradually coagulated, the rolled flesh began to scab over, and even the broken bones were slowly growing.

Soon, Baroque was able to struggle to sit up. Picking open the eyes that were covered with blood scabs with his fingers, a bewitching figure gradually appeared in the clearer and clearer vision. The short golden hair just covers the forehead, the facial features are beautiful and magnificent, and the beautiful face is like a sculpture of Venus, full of three-dimensional beauty. And those seductive blue eyes were smiling at him.

"Ahem! Beautiful lady ......"

Burst! There was a numbness in his chest, and a trembling anesthetic needle was shaking the tip of his buttocks, injecting an unknown drug.

"Uh......" vision blurred again, and consciousness returned to darkness with a thud.

"Let him go." Jamie's voice suddenly sounded from behind. It turned out that she didn't go far.

"Your name is Jamie?" The beautiful snake held her glasses and turned around with a smile.

Jamie lowered her head slightly, her eyes cold.

Bang! With a flash of silver light, the man slammed through the roof and landed on the ground.

"Jamie, your opponent is me." N9, hidden in the body of the female version of the silver samurai, has a cool opening.

Gemie turned around when she heard this, but she couldn't help but be stunned.

The streamlined body of a female warrior in a silver battle skirt is full of flexible beauty and explosive power at the same time. Like the Valkyrie who came from the Nibelungen, there is no place in her body that does not show the combination of strength and beauty.

Backhand pulls out double knives, and N9 strikes a fighting stance.

Seeing that Jamie turned to the female silver samurai, Ophelia quickly threw out the rope noose to tie Baroque's feet, and slapped her back with a backhand, and the pulley then spun at high speed, pulling her back into the sky.

Completely ignoring his companion who would be hoisted away, Jamie kicked her legs and flew up.

The N9 long knife swept across, and Jamie rolled over and jumped up, swinging her leg and slamming into her head and neck.

The right-handed knife stands sideways. Before slamming into the blade, Jamie jerked her feet, then popped out like lightning and stomped on the back of the knife.

The silver samurai lunge resisted, and Jamie seemed to kick the iron plate, rebounding to the ground.

"What the hell are you?" The weight and hardness of the female version of the Silver Samurai were clearly beyond Jamie's predictions.

"Guess?" N9 slashed with two knives, Jamie rushed into the sky like a cannonball, turned over and stepped on the steel beam, and smashed down with a roar!

"Humph!" The particle knife suddenly turned red as fire, and with a wave of N9's backhand, it actually split the death half moon!

"Woo-" Although he tried his best to dodge, the left side of his face was still scratched by the moon blade!

Raising his head and bringing out a rain of blood, Jamie covered her cheeks and fell to her knees on one knee.

Although the super genes in the body are working hard to repair the wounds, the scorched wounds of the high-energy particles are still blazing! The knife wound is deep and visible to the bone, and what is even more terrifying is that it seems to be hiding a briquette, and there are flames spewing into the wound.

"Sorry to mess with your face." N9 slowly lowered its twin blades, and the stream of high-energy particles gradually extinguished, restoring its original snow.

"Who the hell are you?" Jamie shivered in pain.

N9's eyes flashed, and he laughed, "Guess? ”

"Humph!" Flying through the roof, Jamie escaped from the battlefield with several ups and downs.

"Dwarf oil?" Ran away? Shaking her head in disappointment, the soles of the female warrior's feet breathed fire, shot straight into the sky, and returned to the white swan.