Sister, you miss me

Rolling from the ground to the bed, each other's clothes are missing, and they face each other frankly.

Hong Tianjiao hugged Yang Feng, frowned, bit his ear and said, "Don't be unhappy, I just want you to be happy."

Yang Feng was moved inexplicably, and turned thousands of tenderness into violent storms.

Both of them are practicing families, and their physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people, so this battle can be described as protracted and earth-shattering. As Hong Dandong said, the guests next door only complained three times before it ceased.

Various studies have proved that this is indeed an exercise that is beneficial to physical and mental health, but it does consume a lot of money. At this moment, both of them seem to be fished out of the water.

Hong Tian was greasy in Yang Feng's arms, panting: "Since I can't put down Qianqian, why not look for it?"

Yang Feng smiled lonely as he stroked Hong Tianjiao's sweaty but excellent jade back.

At this time, there was a slight "creaking" sound at the door, which was clearly the sound of swiping the card to open the door. Yang Feng was shocked and hugged Hong Tianjiao and rolled to the ground...

The two had just landed, "pupu", dull gunfire sounded one after another, a total of three times, the mattress pillow was punched through, cotton wool and duck feathers were flying around the sky.

The room was so big, the gunman immediately judged the location of Yang Feng. He had just jumped onto the bed and was about to have a condescending head attack when a huge crystal ashtray smashed over.

The gunman reacted swiftly, a shot shattered, and his feet were suddenly unstable. It turned out that the mattress was lifted by someone. At the same time, the gunman leaped back, and the bullet poured out on the mattress.

The mattress slowly fell, the cotton wool was still flying in the air, and the two finally saw each other's faces.

"Ban Jaiming!" Yang Feng wrapped the bath towel around his waist, and tied a knot, "You are really lingering."

"Yang Feng, unless you die, my task will never end." Ben Jaiming let go of his right hand, and the empty Colt plunged into the carpet vertically.

"Today must end, because you will die."

After all, Yang Feng leaned on the bed with one foot and rushed towards Ben Jaiming.

Benjamin saw the first opportunity and hit the edge of the bed with a kick, and the bed immediately moved across, but Yang Feng had already jumped up.

Benjamin didn't retreat but moved in, smashing his leg.

Yang Feng volleyed a punch and hit Ben Jaiming's calf.

Yang Feng landed and received his right fist behind him. Ben Jaiming's calf was like iron, and his hands were numb.

Benjamin took a half step back with his right foot, and he was not feeling well, his calf was aching, but it had little effect on combat power.

The two were separated by three meters and re-examined each other.

"What kind of skill is it when people are in danger." Yang Feng ridiculed.

"I'm a killer, I just want results."

"Then what are you waiting for? Come." Yang Feng hooked up.

Ben Jaiming frowned, and after just a few months, Yang Feng in front of him made him feel invisible.

However, Benjamin didn't care so much. Today was bound to have results. His right foot hit the ground with a stab, the carpet tore, and his body generally smashed into Yang Feng.

Ben Jaiming is a master of Muay Thai, and his first move is also a killer move in Muay Thai. He tried to hold Yang Feng's shoulders with both hands, and the next move was a knee bump with broken gold and cracked stones.

Yang Feng drew his hands across a semicircle and grabbed Ben Jaiming's hands.

Yang Feng retired, and Ben Jieming entered.

The two were still far apart, and Ben Jaiming had to change his tricks and kicked Yang Feng's calf. He didn't believe that Yang Feng's legs were stronger than the banana tree.

Yang Feng didn't have this self-confidence either, but he had the self-confidence to resolve Benjamin's attack in advance.

Just as Ben Jaiming lifted his leg, Yang Feng's sole reached his inner thigh. Although he was not strong enough, it was enough to break his attack.

Benjamin failed with his right leg and raised his left leg. Yang Feng was also sent first.

After so many times, Ben Jaiming did not form an effective attack. Of course, Yang Feng's counterattack did not cause substantial damage.

Without getting on his leg, Ben Jaiming waved his iron elbow and hit Yang Feng.

At this time, the four hands of the two people were still tightly entangled, so Yang Feng pulled Ben Jaiming's left hand to meet his right elbow.

Benjamin withdrew his move halfway, freed his hands, and backed three steps in a row.

Pan Jieming's eyes were bloodshot from anger.

Ben Jaiming waved his elbows and knees several times on the spot, and he uttered a loud scream. The speed was astonishing, and the strength was equally amazing. If he was brought up like this, the consequences can be imagined.

Ben Jaiming also knew that he was suffering. Tonight, Yang Feng was full of evil spirits. His attacks were always resolved by the other party halfway through. Ben Jaiming couldn't say that he was uncomfortable.

With the enemy's first opportunity, coupled with proper handling, a child can resist an adult.

In Ben Jieming's eyes, Yang Feng is a "child", but for a long time he couldn't hold this child.

"Ah—" Ben Jaiming yelled and rose into the air again. This time, the iron knees were facing forward, the scissors elbows opened the way, and he went forward indefinitely, with great power.

Tiebanqiao, Yang Feng fell behind.

Benjamin fell on his knees.

Yang Feng slapped the ground with one hand and slid forward three meters.

"Boom!" Ben Jieming fell on his knees, and two deep pits the size of a sea bowl were smashed into the floor.

As soon as Yang Feng got up, Ben Jieming rolled upside down, bumping his knee.

Yang Feng folded his hands and sealed a blow.

Yang Feng's numbness in his hands remained unresolved, and Ben Jaiming smashed his side face with his elbow.

Yang Feng turned sideways and raised his palms in one go.

Ben Jaiming's elbow hit Yang Feng's palm, and he didn't feel any strength. When he felt his elbow was grasped by Yang Feng, he felt a little bit bad.

The momentum of his elbow hit has not yet been exhausted, but Yang Feng is involved, especially Ben Jieming, the bottom plate is a bit unstable.

Yang Feng was waiting for this moment.

With a "prick", the carpet tore, and the harsh sound hit Benjamin's ear drum.

However, this is just the beginning.

As soon as Ben Jaiming stabilized his figure, Yang Feng had already finished sinking his waist and immediately turned around, leaning back against Ben Jaiming.

Benjamin had the illusion that it was not flesh and blood, but a wall.

Ben Jaiming ignored the shock and was too late to think, his hands instinctively pressed against Yang Feng's back.

Gaba Gaba, the two bone cracks are in no particular order.

Yang Feng turned around, and Ben Jaiming was still backing away. He bit his lip and his arms trembled.

Ben Jaiming leaned his back against the wall, unable to retreat, Yang Feng rushed forward, breaking his fist halfway.

In a haste, Benjamin was only able to block his arm.

Yang Feng avoided his arms, and the boxer hit Ban Jieming's heart.

Benjamin's back hit the wall hard.

After taking this punch, Ben Jaiming almost backed his breath, and hurriedly slammed into Yang Feng's next game, trying to get back the situation.

Yang Feng also blushed and turned on the violent mode. He raised his right knee and actually wanted to have a head-on with Ben Jaiming.

Although Ben Jaiming's arms were seriously injured, he still sneered when he saw Yang Feng dared to do so.

The knee hit the knee, nothing fancy.

There was a flush of flush on Yang Feng's face, and immediately returned to normal.

Benjamin's face was flushed and surging, and then his body staggered, then his face was pale.

Yang Feng's boxing front was in front of him, and Ben Jaiming was struggling to death, and continued to block with his arms.

Yang Feng hit again with this punch and spit out an inch of strength.

An extremely violent force poured into his body, and Ben Jieming clearly felt that his heart suddenly stopped for two seconds, and the blood in his body could not flow back. After two seconds, the blood flowed back, and the heart was overwhelmed and torn apart.

This feeling is beyond words, Benjamin seems to be a bystander, able to clearly see the situation in his body.

This is of course not with the eyes, but with the heart.

Yang Feng still clenched his fists and watched Ben Jaiming's eyes violently open. He slid on the ground, his neck tilted, and died of anger.

The lingering ghost is finally over, at least temporarily.

After a long time, Yang Feng breathed out a stale breath, lifted the bathrobe, turned around and said, "Jiaojiao, it's done."

no respond.

"Jiaojiao?"

Yang Feng called out suspiciously again, and immediately felt wrong, and moved the bed away desperately, only to see Hong Tianjiao clutching her lower back, her eyes closed tightly, lying motionless in a pool of blood.

"Jiaojiao!" Yang Feng exploded on his scalp and rushed towards Hong Tianjiao, testing her pulse with one hand and checking her wound nervously with the other.

Taking away her left hand, Yang Feng fell on the ground with a fart.

There was a gunshot wound, and the wound was still bleeding out, and this place should be the spleen.

By taking the pulse, he confirmed his judgment that Hong Tianjiao had a ruptured spleen and his life was in danger.

Hong Tianjiao was shot. Yang Feng could think of her pain, her struggle, her fear, and her reluctance, but she didn't say a word. She was even more afraid of disturbing Yang Feng and distracting Yang Feng, which would be affected in the battle of life and death.

"No, no, no, Jiaojiao, don't scare me, you can't do this!"

Tension, excitement, and fear, all kinds of emotions are intricate and complicated, and they all turn into tears.

Yang Feng pressed the distress button on the watch and called Hong Dandong again, then wrapped in a bath towel and barefoot, rushing to the hotel lobby holding Hong Tianjiao.

"Car, hospital! Needle."

Seeing two blood men at the front desk, they immediately understood. Although they didn't understand the purpose of the needle, they still grabbed a sewing kit.

Yang Feng got into a Buick GL8 with Hong Tianjiao in his arms, and the car was greeted by an Indian hotel. The car drove smoothly.

"Quickly, the sooner the better!"

At Yang Feng's request, the speed increased from sixty to seventy.

Regardless of urging, Yang Feng turned on the top light, turned on the sewing kits one by one, took out the needles, and did not care about disinfection. They sealed the bleeding points of Hong Tianjiao's wound and protected her heart.

In fact, Yang Feng's Six-Medition Shen Needle is already well-established, and it can be replaced with Qi Needle on weekdays, but the sewing needle was used for the sake of safety because of the excessive consumption in today's battle.

After all this, he did not discuss with the driver, unfastened his seat belt, and slipped over with a lift. He was already sitting in the driving position.

The Indian door was in shock, Buick had already flew out, and Yang Feng said in a deep voice, "Sit firmly and help my...patient!"

Men Ying pushed forward with both feet, holding the unconscious Hong Tianjiao with both hands. Hong Tianjiao was just wearing a silk bathrobe. She was in a superb body and had a great hand feeling, but Men Ying was really unconscious.

Watching the pointer of the speedometer sway to the right, it pointed to one hundred and four while breathing.

The speed is enough, Yang Feng is still rushing from left to right, the Indian gate yells in horror, and the roller coaster is not so thrilling.

There is no doubt that he will never forget the experience of riding a car this time.

When Yang Feng desperately rushed to the hospital, the Stanley Barracks took action, Zhengyu security took action, and the police in Causeway Bay also took action because the hotel had reported the police.

Yang Feng drove the car as fast as possible. Hong Dandong told him that Ruan Yonghe was ready for first aid. However, after a short walk, the road ahead was blocked by the assembly people who had not dispersed.

Just when Yang Feng was at a loss, the phone rang and Long Xiaoyun's voice came out: "Look up."

A Wu Zhi hovered in the air, and Yang Feng burst into tears.