Chapter 220: Chase 3
And the people on the street screamed when they saw this scene, and everyone was in a mess and quickly dodged.
Leng Xuesheng's heart was even heavier, they thought that they would encounter this kind of thing today.
These families really have some means.
Just when Leng Xuesheng wanted to continue to escape, the people on the houses quickly jumped down and some people blocked in front of her. It didn't take long for them to make dumplings when they could choose them.
Leng Xuesheng was already dripping with blood on her arms, but she didn't have the extra time to control the wounds on her body.
She watched warily at the men I had surrounded myself in.
"Bold, dare to break into the Wang family, I think you are looking for death, my son-in-law is kind from the bottom of his heart. As long as you go back with us, then we will spare your life. ”
One of the men spoke.
Leng Xuesheng's little face was a little pale, but his gaze was very firm, and he looked coldly at some people opposite.
On the second floor of a restaurant on the street, several people looked at this scene calmly.
"Hey, isn't this a descendant of the Wang family? Tut. That boy in white, why did he provoke them? ”
Nalan City watched what was happening below.
"Oh, Brother Cheng, this is your territory, these people are doing evil, don't you care?"
"Menghan, although this is the Imperial City, there are some things that I really can't control, after all, their relationship is very close. What can I do? Nalan City was very helpless.
"What, with your identity, as long as you go out and take care of it, you can definitely be like that boy in white. You see, he's so handsome, he's white. What a shame to die like this. ”
Nalan Cheng stared at the people below and looked again, but did not speak.
The black-clothed boy sitting next to them never spoke. It's just that he has a hat on his head, but his eyes are always looking down.
His gaze naturally fell on the young man in white, if he was not mistaken, then this young man was the one who was in the small building last night.
"Coming back with you? Oh, dream! Even if I die here today, I won't let you have a good time. Leng Xuesheng said.
She knew that she might die today, and the last move she had just made had drained almost all of the power in her body.
So she doesn't have any extra strength to fight them now, and the only thing she has is fists and feet.
I knew that he should have cultivated more diligently in the first place, instead of now, when he met a master, he was not the opponent of the other party.
"Hmph, in that case, then we can take your corpse back and make a difference." Seeing that he was so stubborn, the man waved to the others.
The fists in Leng Xuesheng's hands were clenched tightly, looking at the person who rushed over with a resolute expression in her eyes, and she did not hesitate to raise her fist to show all the methods she knew.
At this time, she realized that the boxing she learned was only a general routine, and she didn't really understand the artistic conception of boxing at all.
Leng Xuesheng held the heart of death, and slowly explored the artistic conception of this set of boxing techniques.
Watching the fight below, the black-clothed young man stood up blankly, staring at the bottom with his eyes dead. He was shocked and looked at everything below in disbelief.