"Aren't you arrogant, boy?"

Yang He sneered abruptly, his eyes seemed to be able to eat people, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

These three juniors have made themselves deflated one after another, how can he swallow this breath after being arrogant all his life?

He wouldn't let Shen Mo die so happily!

The words fell, and in the regretful gazes of everyone, Yang He pulled out the big knife beside him, and was about to slash at Shen Mo's shoulder.

Abolish this kid first, and let him watch his woman begging for mercy under her crotch!

Isn't this much happier than just killing him?

"Boom!"

Yang Hewei laughed, and the blade was already on the verge of Shen Mo's pupils.

At this moment, Night Rose, who was lying on the ground with a serious injury, burst into a resolute look in her eyes.

More than twenty years ago, he stood in front of him, shielding himself from that fatal wound......

Several years of light and shadow have passed, and now I am ...... I finally had a chance to do something for him.

At that moment, I saw Night Rose with red eyes, clenched teeth, supporting a body of pain, enduring blood all over her body, and resolutely blocked Shen Mo's approach.

Poof.

If it weren't for Yang He's temporary change of direction of the blade, Night Rose's head would have been cut in half by this knife.

I saw that the cold light did not enter her shoulder blades, and her black robe was completely stained with blood, revealing a miserable atmosphere......

Everyone was moved to cover their faces, such a stunning woman, just died?

What a pity!

"Hmph, you want to die in such a hurry? Old decay completes you! ”

Yang He let go of the old hand that was tightly gripping Shen Mo's neck and threw him to the ground, Shen Mo was directly thrown ten meters away, bringing up a cloud of dust, and the ground seemed to be split into pieces by the blade, like the back of a turtle.

If it weren't for his physical fitness, which was far beyond ordinary people, he would probably die on the spot.

This is the strength of the martial artists of the Seven Realms of the Dao, and their strength is infinite.

At this moment, Night Rose was standing in front of Yang He so dying, her shoulder blade was deeply pierced by the knife for five or six centimeters, but there was no sign of resignation in her eyes, and she stared at the latter deadly.

If you can save him, it doesn't matter if you die nine times!

How much more in this life, how much in this life?

"Old horseman, if you kind of you, you will kill me!"

Night Rose gritted her teeth, her red gums were covered with blood, her breath had begun to gradually become weak, and her consciousness began to blur due to the massive blood loss.

As soon as the words fell, her eyes focused on Shen Mo's body, and her eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance.

Why.

I haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, and when I first met, I was in this kind of Shura field?

Die......

She's not afraid.

But when she thought that she would never see Shen Mo again, the brother she had been thinking about for a long time, her heart was throbbing.

She was scared.

Farewell, my brother.

Night Rose reluctantly glanced at Shen Mo one last time, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, it didn't matter.

To be able to see him again is already God's favor.

Couldn't ask for more.

"Farewell, my brother."

Night Rose stretched out her hand with a lonely look and pulled out a small dagger placed on her waist, which glowed green and was poisonous!

As long as the blade cuts through the skin...... Even the gods are helpless!

Scold!

Two slender jade fingers pinched the blade and were about to slash at the abdomen.

Yang He snorted coldly, pulled out the big knife that was slashing at her shoulder, and knocked the dagger in her hand out with a bang.

Blazing!

"Heh, it finally fell into the hands of the old decay, if you want to die, you have to ask the old decay's opinion, right?"

Yang He's face was full of banter, and a pair of withered and wrinkled eyes swept over Night Rose's body unscrupulously, this Nizi was several times more beautiful than the waitresses around her.

How can it be so easy to die?

Syllable.

I saw Yang He pinching one hand on the slender and white neck of Night Rose, as if carrying a chicken, and moved in front of Shen Mo in three or two steps.

The latter only had the strength to breathe......

"Look at how your woman begs for mercy under her old crotch."

Yang He automatically marked the Night Rose as a woman with Shen Mo.

For him, what could be more relieving in the world than the woman who defiled him in front of Shen Mo?

What's even happier is that Shen Mo can only watch, and he doesn't even have the strength to scold himself!

"No...... Don't ......"

Every time Shen Mo said a word, a stream of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.

The scene was tragic and terrifying, and the onlookers were unbearable.

I really want to go up and help them, but I can't help it.

The strength is not as good as the people.

"Don't?"

Yang He looked at Shen Mo like a dead dog, with a smug face, one hand on Night Rose's slender waist, and tore it hard.

Suddenly.

The white and flawless skin is revealed.

The pair of little white rabbits on his chest seemed to pop out of the painting, full and round, if it weren't for a layer of underwear, Yang He's saliva might have dripped down on the spot.

"What a girl."

Yang He didn't hide the greed in his eyes at all, but he didn't rush to defile the Night Rose, but instead stood up and turned his head to look at the others present, "If you don't want eyes, then continue to stare at it." ”

Although he is old, he really can't let go of his son and do things in front of so many people.

When everyone heard this, they naturally turned their backs with great interest.

"This old guy, don't be ashamed when you should be embarrassed, and be embarrassed when you should be embarrassed."

"It's just that you can do it to bully other women in front of men, and you can't show it."

"Don't say more, aren't you just? Think about it from another perspective, if you were the Night Rose and showed the light to so many people, would you still have the courage to live? ”

"Live a fart! Look at Yang He like that, if you don't toss her to death, it's a kindness! ”

"Alas, it's a pity, such a beautiful girl like a flower and jade has cheapened this shameless old man."

“……”

Many people looked regretful, but there were also men who looked moved and turned slightly, wanting to glance at the afterglow to see if they could see any spring scenes.

That's a night rose!

A rare beautiful woman in the world, just one look at the blood boiling, not to mention the scene of skin kissing?

Yang He glanced at everyone with satisfaction, and then turned around leisurely, unbuttoned his pants, and walked towards Night Rose with a hideous face.

Shen Mo's eyes were about to split, and his two eyes were extremely scarlet, as if blood had slipped from the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't do anything.

He was running out of strength to breathe.

In the distance, Ah Leng woke up from his coma and screamed and cried when he saw this scene.

She couldn't move either......

Otherwise, as long as she had a breath, she would not have watched Yang He defile the Night Rose in front of so many people.

The guy ...... Whether it will come or not!

Night Rose closed her eyes in despair.

She wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself, but the amount of blood that spurted from her shoulder blades made her almost completely unconscious, and her vision became blurred.

I could only see a phantom figure moving closer and closer to me.

"Call it lewd, maybe the old man will change his mind and let you go when he is happy."

Yang He smiled ruefully, a mouthful of smoky and charred teeth exposed, and he was about to lie on the body of Night Rose.

That's when it happened.

A black off-road Prado pulled up in front of everyone.

Two people got out of the car, one of them walked to the door of the back seat, bowed slightly, and pulled the door with a respectful face.

A man in a light gray tunic walked down with his nose pinched.

"A fishy smell, the clothes worth 20 million customized by the craftsmen of the country are all stained, Xiaoding, remember to find an expert to identify the damage of this smell to the clothes, and you must not hurt the clothes."

The man in the tunic looked like he was in his sixties, his voice was a little old, but he looked quite young.

As he spoke, the man stretched out his somewhat dark palm, fanning the air around him, and a golden light flashed like nothing.

"Yo, the Rolex made of pure gold I imported is also dirty, eight million, take it back and ask an expert to wash it well, you know?"

The man frowned, and commanded to the two subordinates beside him, one expert at a time......

The crowd didn't know what was going on.

This guy, can't you be funny here?

You're funny and score the occasion isn't, this is a Shura field!

"Yes."

The two men nodded respectfully in unison.

"Well, let's make a pot of tea, take out the snow lotus tea that the leader of the National Security Bureau gave me, the smell of blood here is too strong, I have to dilute it, otherwise I won't be able to sleep when I go back."

The man pulled out a snow-white folding fan from his wide cuffs, and the four large characters engraved on it in ink were particularly dazzling.

Helping the world!

Damn it......

What kind of occasion is it that you are still interested in drinking tea?

What a king.

The crowd looked at him with a foolish look.

Only Ah Leng and Shen Mo showed a hint of joy in their eyes.

This guy ......

It's finally here.

Every time I invite him, it has to be the most critical time.

Alas.

This habit of pretending to be forced is estimated to have started to cultivate in the womb of the mother.

Otherwise, how could it be so perfect!

Compared with him, even if he forced the king, he would be ashamed of himself.

"Who the are you?"

Yang He, who had just taken off his pants, frowned, he was already old, and the gun he had finally raised scared Cheng Yanjin, who had been killed halfway, back.

At that moment, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he put on his pants and stared at the person who came.

The man, however, as if he had not heard him, shook his fan to himself, and asked people to bring a pot of hot water from the car, and leaned over to smell the tea while reciting verses.

"The water is poured three minutes full, and the fragrance of tea floats for ten miles. It's a pity that since the death of the tea saint Lu Yu, no one has been able to communicate with me about the experience of making tea......"

The man's face was full of emotion and regret, as if he had once sat at the same table with Lu Yu and drank tea.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their foreheads.

Could this be the rescuer invited by Shen Mo?

How can it be funnier than a monkey, and it can still be pretended.

"The old man will talk to you again!!"

Seeing that the person who came was ignoring him so much, Yang He frowned heavily and shouted angrily.

A huge force enveloped the air, and it attacked the man with murderous aura.