Worry-free heard the voice, secretly said that it was not good, and wanted to protect Jing Kezhu behind him, and remembered that there was a patient who wanted to bite behind, so he had to hold Jing Kezhu in his arms, hold the saber in his left hand and hide behind him, and looked at the fugitive who broke in. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fugitives who broke in did not take a gun, but only a steel pipe, and Wu Wu secretly calculated in his heart that it seems that not everyone of these fugitives has a gun, and the firearms must be limited.

"Boy, look at your weak appearance, don't want your head to bloom and roll aside, don't let Uncle I dirty my hands and kill you kid. The fugitive obviously had just escaped, and he didn't even have time to change his clothes, and looked at Jing Kezhu in his arms with a lewd smile.

Seeing that the fugitive did not have a gun in his hand, Wu Wu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and there was hope!

"Big brother, I heard that your accent is from the Northeast, and you are a guest from afar!"

I thought in my heart, now the eldest sister, you believe it, it's just a little late, run early With our familiarity with the school, how can we run away, alas.

"Fuck you, don't go around in circles with the uncle, looking for death!" The fugitive didn't have much patience, and he didn't look like a practicing family when he looked weak, so he immediately took the steel pipe and hit Wuwu.

"Damn, just do it. Carefree scolded secretly, pushed Jing Kezhu to the side, and pulled out the saber he was holding in his left hand.

"Rub ~~~ding~~~when. The familiar raised hand placed the sword in front of him, blocking the fugitive's attack.

"Oh, the kid can do it with both hands. The fugitive could see at a glance that the sword in his hand was a sword, a weapon that threatened him, and his expression became solemn at the moment.

Seeing that the fugitive's blow was blocked by himself, he didn't move, and he was frozen here, and he couldn't help but be secretly anxious.

No matter if the fugitive shouts for help or his companions come along, the consequences cannot be borne by themselves.

Slightly moved his right hand, which was smashed by the big man's steel pipe, and had an intuitive feeling of the big man's strength, he was definitely not an opponent by fighting hard, he could only take a trick!

The fugitive narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had given up the attack, and assumed a defensive posture, the fugitive can wait, he can't wait! At that moment, he held the long sword tightly in his right hand and stabbed three times in a row according to the move given to him by the master on weekdays, so that the fugitive had to use a steel pipe to quickly resist.

After the fugitive blocked Sanssouci's three quick swords, Sanssouci turned to swing a sword horizontally, the speed of which slowed down the fugitive's originally tense nerves.

Seeing that the fourth sword was about to be blocked, he didn't expect that Wu Wu would speed up the sword again. The fugitive didn't have time to react, and was succeeded by Wuwu's move, and with a "rubbing" sound, the long sword in Wuwu's hand cut open a wound on the fugitive's chest, and blood suddenly overflowed.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" The fugitive was hit by Sansso's sword, which aroused the anger in his heart, and he no longer hesitated, and immediately ignored the wound on his chest, and swung the steel pipe with all his strength to hit Wuwu continuously.

"Ding~~dang"

"Ding~~dang"

"Ding~~dang"

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More than a dozen times in a row, Worry-free used a long sword to block the fugitive's attack, but the gap in strength was obvious, Worry-free felt that his right hand had gradually been unable to hold the long sword in his hand, and he was thinking about whether he was desperate to be hit by the fugitive once and take the opportunity to strike the fugitive with a sword.

Unexpectedly, the fugitive's next swing to his steel pipe turned out to be much stronger than the previous dozen swings, and one of his hands was unstable, and the long sword was knocked to the ground by the fugitive and fell in front of Jing Kezhu.

Wuwu saw Jing Kezhu standing aside in a panic, and shouted anxiously: "Kezhu run, leave me alone!"

"Run, where are you going, don't even think about running!" the fugitive quickly stepped back viciously and locked the door of the women's bathroom.

There was a shaking of the steel pipe in his hand for a while: "Lao Tzu will beat you half to death first, and in front of you, play with this female student!"

Jing Kezhu was so frightened that he picked up the long sword that Wu Wu had dropped in front of him, and nervously held the sword in front of him. The fugitive looked at Jing Kezhu contemptuously, and with a wave of the iron rod in his hand, he hit Wu Wu's right shoulder.

"Ah~~~~"

Worry-free was hit by a steel pipe, and covered the wound with his hand in pain.

"Wasn't you arrogant just now, you want to kill me?"

Wuwu looked at the fugitive approaching in front of him nervously, and wanted to turn around and escape to the compartment, and use the compartment to fight again, but the quick-eyed fugitive reached out and grabbed it, and a steel pipe hit Wuwu's face, and Wuwu's mouth was filled with blood.

The fugitive looked at Wuwu viciously, and punched Wuwu in the stomach again, this time the fist was stronger than the last time he hit with a steel pipe, and he didn't slow down after holding his stomach for a long time.

The fugitive let go and said sarcastically: "Resist, boy, weren't you very good at fighting just now?

Worry-free covered his painful stomach, grinning at the fugitive, although he often made cheap mistakes when he grew so big, but it was the first time to fight with someone, usually the fat man and the torture Wuchou shot, he was responsible for letting go, Li Xin waved his flag and shouted, but he didn't expect this first fight to be a battle of life and death.

Jing Kezhu held the long sword in the back, watching that Wu Wu was beaten by the fugitive and had no power to fight back, and although he was afraid of death, he still stabbed the fugitive with the long sword in hesitation.

It's just that Jing Kezhu's actions were discovered by the fugitive for the first time, and when he turned around with a cold smile, a steel pipe flew away the long sword held by Jing Kezhu, and he kicked down Jing Kezhu again.

Worry-free watched Jing Kezhu being beaten like this by the fugitive, and the body that was originally beaten by the fugitive was extremely painful, and out of nowhere, he pulled out a trace of strength, pounced on the fugitive fiercely, and directly hit the fugitive's head with his head.

The fugitive was succeeded by the sneak attack of Carefree, and was stunned by Carefree for a moment, and reacted for a moment, and suddenly became angry and cold. A fierce kick kicked at Carefree again, and Carefree was kicked directly to the ground by this kick, and he tried his best to get up in pain, but he couldn't get up anyway.

The fugitive looked at Wuwu who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, so he simply sat on Wuwu's back and said mockingly: "Don't worry, boy, I won't kill you, I will play with this schoolgirl in front of you." ”

Worry-free was pressed to the ground by the fugitive and couldn't move, and scolded unwillingly: "You wipe your neck clean, as long as you dare to touch her again, I will kill you!"

"Oh, the mouth is quite hard······

The fugitive reached out his right hand and grabbed Carefree's hair, slamming Carefree's head into the ground.

It made three solid sounds, "knock, knock, knock".

Bright red blood ran down his cheeks and dripped down his forehead onto the floor of the toilet.

"I'm CNMD, you give me death!"

Carefree shouted, trying to stand up with his body propped up, but was held down by the fugitive, and no matter how carefree moved, he couldn't get up at all.

"CNMD, if you don't do it, I'll swear not to be a person. ”

The fugitive echoed with some nervousness: "Yes, yes, what can you do now except move your mouth?

"Silly B, I just want to persuade your mother, buy a chain and tie you up as soon as possible, the province bites people in broad daylight. ”

The fugitive replied to Wuwu, and then he didn't bother to continue to talk to Wuwu, and kicked Wuwu a few times in a row with all his strength, kicking Wuwu until the last kick spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The fugitive didn't care, stretched out his left hand to pull Carefree up, and his right hand punched Carefree in the abdomen several times in succession.

Carefree was beaten and could no longer speak, and collapsed to the ground after the fugitive escaped, in danger. Jing Kezhu clutched his stomach and fell to the side, looking at the fugitive who slowly walked towards him with a lewd smile on his face, crying helplessly.