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Leaving the pharmacist's residence, Song Shuhang arrived five minutes later in the intersecting alley of Daji Street.

Then he blinked and looked at the familiar and strange scene in front of him.

Eleven bad piles gathered more than 10 meters away in front of him. They dye colorful hair in rows of earrings, nose rings, lip rings, and all sorts of weird tattoos on their arms.

For example, the tall body was making a wall knock against the wall with one hand, a bad smile on his face, and a cute little yellow duck was tattooed on the wall of his hand.

And by the poor walls of the little yellow duck was a young girl with short hair.

About 1m 5 tall, short hair, no makeup still looks beautiful.

Because of her small body, she looked like she was just a high school student.

Cute and beautiful.

At this time, the short-haired girl leaned against the wall, with no expression on her face, and her eyes filled with indifference.

“Beauty, isn't it lonely to be here alone? ”

“Want to have some fun with our brothers? ”

“Free play, all kinds of fun. ”

“It will be very comfortable. ”

“A few brothers will play with you. ”

“There's a nice little shop right next door. It's not far away. Oh, Bag, you want to play again. ”

All kinds of tricks, all kinds of tricks.

Not only is the scene familiar, but even the word is familiar! Weren't all the bad guys flirting with the good girls these days? It's like the legend of an ancient robbery: ‘I drove this mountain, I planted this tree. You want to stay and buy some money?

Song Shuhang sighed and rubbed his temple.

As a good young man, it is impossible to ignore such a scene after all. Though... the cute little girl with the short hair won't thank him afterwards, maybe she'll say he cares about his business again.

But he decided to rescue the girl again - because it was just a show of hands.

That's why Song Shuhang this guy should have been flooded by good guys cards long ago.

Shuhang pinched his fist and walked forward.

At this time, the short-haired girl also saw him.

A callous young girl, after seeing the book sailing, finally couldn't keep her cool look like an iceberg, her mouth twitched for a moment - these days, someone really cares so much.

“annoying.” Short-haired girl whispered softly.

“Yo, what did the pretty lady just say? Do you want to promise me a few?” The little yellow duck laughed badly, holding the wall knock with one hand and touching the face of the short-haired girl with the other hand.

Short-haired girl snorted coldly, then her arms suddenly reached out, lightning quickly grabbed the poor head of the little yellow duck and pulled his head closer to herself.

This move? You want a kiss? What a hot chick! The little yellow duck had a bad heart, thick lips beeped up, a mouthful of saliva, ready to taste the little beauty's cold lips.

And then... no more.

A thud of muffled noise.

The yellow duck felt only a severe pain in his forehead, as if he had been struck by a hammer, and then his eyes were dark and unconscious. Can you still feel liquid flowing out of your nose in the dark, caused by a blow to the head?

Short-haired girls remain ruthless, and a head hammer throws the little yellow duck bad down and throws the unconscious bad aside like a garbage thrower.

When it doesn't move, it's like an iceberg, but it's hot when it moves. A head hammer is an attack skill that even men generally rarely use to fight, and unless they are really confident in the hardness of their heads - head hammer attacks are usually a double defeat.

The girl stared provocatively at Song Shuhang and raised her mouth.

“Huang, my ass, Huang Feng Street! Don't die, Huang! ”

“Stinky * *! You have to pay! ”

“My brothers want you to know what happiness is like a fairy!” Ten bad roars went on behind her and her face turned toward the young girl with short hair.

Short-haired girl snorted cold and held her fist firmly in front of her eyes, her long legs slightly spanned and stabbed her horseback.

Beautiful and handsome moves in the clouds.

Cool!

Outsiders look lively and insider gateways. This little horseback shows that a short-haired teenager is basically strong and a practitioner.

Unfortunately, Song Shuhang and many defects are genuine and authentic outside travel, only the teenage girl feels this action, which is really cool.

“Drink!” Short-haired girl's fists lightning fast, her body leaning forward, pink fists like punching cannons in front of her bad chin.

This cute little fist, generally just hurts a little bit, even if it hits a man's chin with all its strength. But that bad hit, the whole man was shot off, and he drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and he landed heavily on the ground.

Bad guys, pupils shrinking, stiffness, open mouth —— impossible, such a cute girl, how can you punch so terribly?

They were stuck and the short haired girl did not stop. One turn on her left foot, lifting her right leg is a powerful whipping leg, kicking the defect on the right side to the ground, and stepping on him with the other foot.

With this force, she twisted her waist, clamped her legs like pliers on the side of another bad neck, her body rotated soft like a snake, and threw the bad out...

What kind of poor little Chu Chu girl is this? This is a killer, every part of your body is a weapon, and it can be attacked!

And even less humane, the Great Killer has a double mode!

……

……

More than ten seconds. Eleven bad group parades, falling on the ground in pain and lying dead.

Short-haired girl patted dust that did not exist on the september tights, then she looked at Song Shuhang again, looking up at the 45-degree angle, coldly humming.

Then the short-haired girl turned around, like a proud cock, and left with her toes high.

Song Shuhang nodded seriously with his chin in his arms: “So I really cared? No wonder you're angry. ”

And then he whispered, “But then again, after two days of seeing her get knocked out by bad walls, she doesn't have any special talent or physique to be knocked out by bad walls, does she? ”

In the distance, the short-haired girl who was proud to leave suddenly frozen, her mouth twitched and then quickly left.

After the girl moved away, Song Shuhang squatted beside the bad people, sticking her finger out and poking the little yellow duck bad.

The little yellow duck makes a painful * * sound, good, alive.

“Just stay alive.” Song Shuhang nodded safely and left with confidence...

After all, he is not a bad person who rots into his bones. Since the bad guys are not going to die, of course he is lazy to make an ambulance call for these bad guys.

Let them lie down on the ground and increase their experience. Remember with your body: don't ever meet a pretty girl again and go up there and make fun of her!

Maybe a girl can drive a double in minutes?

Moreover, Song Shuhang did not have time to spend with these poor people - he had to hurry back to the dormitory and wait for Master Tong Xuan's ‘Legend of the Flying Sword’.

It's a flying sword. It's a magic trick that used to occur in dreams. Now, what would it look like to be floating in front of him?

Besides, what will be the "Fundamental Fist of the Vajra" and "True Me Meditation Scripture" coming from the flying sword? Where's the ancient wire book? Older Bamboo Jane? Or just a silk canvas or a scroll of animal skin?

It feels good to think about it.

The only trouble is that the roommate in the dorm may have come back. Wouldn't there be something wrong with flying a sword? Can't they explain it when they see it?

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