Chapter 6: Breaking the Cocoon 8

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"Girl, stop, I have something to say. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info We will lose money to you!" Seeing that Ning Ziming was beaten to the point where he only had the ability to parry, he had no power to fight back. Zhao Kuangyin was in a hurry, took three steps and made two steps to get close to the battle group, and shouted loudly.

"Phew, the three people who stole the melons are called Huazi, what kind of atmosphere are you blowing?" The chai fork in his hand was slow to pierce the target, and seeing that the anger in the melon woman's stomach became more and more suffocated, she glared at Zhao Kuangyin fiercely, and ridiculed loudly, "If you have money to lose, you brothers still need to steal?

"Little Niangpi, you deceive people too much!" Zhao Kuangyin has fought with different opponents more than 100 times since he was a child, but he has never been insulted as a beggar, and he was immediately angry, picked up a dead branch from the ground, and was ready to teach the melon girl a lesson.

Chai Rong's hand was sick, and he hurriedly grabbed it, "Yuen Long, don't be impulsive, let's take the lead in the first place!"

"Come on, there's only one person who bullies me, right! You three stinky and shameless guys just go up together, and don't you be afraid to see your aunt and grandmother!" Out of the corner of his eye, he found that someone was about to move, and immediately scolded.

"You stinky and shameless!Ziming, come down, let me teach her a lesson!" Zhao Kuangyin became more and more angry the more he listened, and struggled to continue to pounce forward.

Seeing this, Chai Rong had to free up a wet hand and grabbed Zhao Kuangyin's other arm, "Don't mess around, this is someone else's territory! Yuen Long, if you move again, this matter will be completely unclear!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a crisp sound of gongs in my ears, "bell......, bell

At this time, Zhao Kuangyin finally understood Chai Rong's good intentions. He quickly took a few steps back, dropped the dead branch in his hand, and turned to find his club.

Chai Rong also quickly retreated, found the location where the three brothers had just squatted to pick up watermelons, copied the spear and Zheng Ziming's steel whip that he had randomly chopped ash wood on the way to escape, and stood with Zhao Kuangyin, on guard.

Fearing a misunderstanding with the people in the village, neither of them dared to get too close to the war group. Go out and gamble on Ning Ziming's skills, so that he will not be injured too badly by the melon girl. But if the villagers refuse to reason, they also make up their minds that they will not be arrested. Otherwise, once the villagers handed over to the nearby city as melon thieves, who knows if the local officials will sell the group to the Khitans?

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances!" Seeing that the two ragged "ruffians" took the initiative to distance themselves from her, she thought that her previous deterrent words had taken effect, and she sneered coldly, waved her fork, and continued to greet Ning Ziming in a storm.

Ning Ziming was tired and hungry, and he didn't dare to fight back ruthlessly, and was forced to retreat in defeat after defeat. barely lasted for seven or eight rounds, and suddenly, I stepped on a piece of cold melon skin that I don't know who threw it when it was, and with a "poof" sound, I fell on my back and faced the sky.

"Hahaha, retribution!" Seeing that the melon girl was overjoyed, she immediately pounced forward and leaned down to stab.

Although she has a hot temper, she is kind after all, and she doesn't want to hurt her opponent too hard. Therefore, the direction of Chai He's fork was deliberately adjusted for the purpose of teaching the opponent a lesson. However, at this moment, where did Ning Ziming still have the energy to guess her thoughts? Seeing that Ming's dangling fork tip came straight to the side of his thigh, above the bridge of his nose, the center of his eyebrows suddenly became numb, and his body instinctively rolled to the left, holding the ground with both hands, and sweeping with his right leg against his left leg.

"Ahh Legs stretched up to try to dodge, but it was too late. was swept by Ning Ziming's left leg at the ankle position, "Bah!" sounded, and the whole person instantly turned from vertical to horizontal in mid-air.

Immediately after, there was a muffled sound of "poof!", but it was she who poked the chai fork on the ground before she fell. However, the balance of the body still could not be restored, and he slowly fell down with both hands holding the jujube wood fork rod. Impartially, Ning Ziming, who was trying to carp upright, pressed him straight.

"Poof!" Now, no one has to stand up. A man and a woman, both fell into a cross!

"Ziming be careful!" "The third child is careful!" The reminders of Chai Rong and Zhao Kuangyin came over at this time, and they didn't play any role at all except for making the couple on the ground feel embarrassed.

Seeing that the melon girl was so ashamed that her face was almost dripping blood, she quickly twisted her body and rode on Ning Ziming's lower abdomen. With his left hand, he pressed his opponent's shoulder socket and swung his right fist to greet his face.

Ning Ziming's stomach was suppressed by the melon girl, and his shoulders were also controlled by the melon girl, and the hand-to-hand combat skills he learned from Fu Yaozi were completely ineffective. At the last moment, he tilted his head slightly, saving his nose, but he received a solid fist on his cheeks, "Poof!", saliva spurted more than half a foot away with blood.

Although he is not very old, he is still a man, how can he stand being beaten by a savage woman riding under his body? He screamed angrily, stretched out his hands, and pushed the other party's shoulders fiercely.

The palm of the hand touched, but it was a strange softness. Seeing that the melon girl was shocked by electricity, her right fist held high in the air could no longer fall. He glanced at Ning Ziming in a daze, his eyes were like knives.

Ning Ziming was also stunned for an instant, quickly retracted his hands, and stopped at the sides of his two ears, at a loss. It's a big disaster, and it's not the other party's shoulder that is pushed. Both of them were in a hurry just now, and neither of them bothered to carefully distinguish the target.

So far, he doesn't know how to make up for it except for a few hard beatings from the other party? Who would have thought that the melon girl suddenly screamed and jumped up, pulled up the steel fork from the ground with both hands, and stabbed it in the chest.

Ning Ziming's legs slammed into the ground, and his body quickly rushed backwards half a foot away. Then he got up from the ground with unprecedented agility and fled.

"Little thief, hooligan, take your life! Grandma won't poke you to death today, just take your surname!" Chasing behind Ning Ziming, the tip of the fork kept drawing shadows towards the back of the heart.

Ning Ziming didn't want to be poked to death by someone, and he didn't have the courage to turn back to face the battle, so he could only run for his life along the mountain road. Chai Rong and Zhao Kuangyin, although they didn't see what happened clearly, they could guess a few clues from the melon girl's performance and crying. Suddenly, no one had the cheekiness to pull the shelf, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

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