Therefore, when I wear it for a long time, my face is a little pale and my forehead is sweating.
Her stick is hard-trained. The difference between a short stick and a long stick is that it is actually more demanding than a long stick, especially for skill and accuracy.
Because the stick is short in weight, it is naturally lighter to hit people, so you can’t hit rough places, but it is bound to be harmful.
However, it is necessary to be accurate and hit the J and NG gods to a higher degree than ordinary sticks, so people’s J and NG gods are also very tired.
"Her physical strength is exhausted. Come on!" On the one hand, a group of Han people with some skin in Montenegro roared to boost morale, on the other hand, they also gave themselves courage and rushed in with a steel pipe in their hands.
Dai Ruoer’s beef tendon stick in his hand tried his best to stab the exact place. At that time, this man was beaten with his front teeth flying out, his mouth was bloody and he fell to the ground, and he groaned at once.
But although this stick will pour the other side, Dai Ruoxi’s feet are not floating, a little unstable, and she almost takes a step back. Her J and jīng force loss is too great.
Just then, several cars rushed from one end of the street, and people jumped out of the car before it stopped. Those members of the Yamaguchi group couldn’t help cheering, and someone shouted, "It’s Taidao samurai! Knife warrior is coming … "
Those yakuza people around Dai Ruoxi immediately dispersed like water. She looked intently and couldn’t help sighing in her heart. It was Tu Yeying, Naha Dachuan and Bincheng Hexiu who followed closely behind three people, Tu Yehu, Hechuan Road and Yagyu Cocoon Machine, and then they jumped from the van to Sasaki and his hand.
In the face of the strong enemy, knowing that things can’t be worn out, the mind is settled.
She slowly retreated to a corner, where she could face the enemy in a smaller area, but she was just a martial arts practitioner to assess the potential energy. In fact, in her mind, she had given up fighting.
The pain in the ribs is so sharp that she loses too much blood and dizziness washes away her nerves in waves that she can’t help but want to sit and lie down.
But she is still there looking at the eyes of those Ri people.
"mom! Sorry! " She whispered that her mother had paid enough money for the old-age pension and bought old-age insurance, but the thought that she could no longer serve her mother crept into her heart like a poisonous snake, which made her want to cry.
"Dad, I’m coming …" Tears finally flowed from her eyes. Why should I have a life of Ri? What should I have a life of Ri? What should fate do on the day of Ri? I mercilessly took away my father, the person who hurt me the most and loved her the most.
She will not be captured alive by the Ri people. Although it is said that it is better to die than to live, she would rather die than face an unknown fate.
The last thing that came into her mind was Xie Cunguan’s face.
"I didn’t believe in fate, but now I do … I’m also a freshman at the National People’s Congress … We are really destined!" At that time, Xie Cunguan laughed with three points and seven points, and that was the first time they met!
"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to!" Xie Cunguan is apologizing that "people can always catch something when they are thrown out …" That was the second time they met, she left her hand and he tore her clothes.
"You’ve torn my sweatshirt!" Dai Ruoxi brought into tears. "That is to borrow more than one thousand dollars from the club! How can I compensate others … "Is that yourself crying? At that time, I felt so sad that I cried, but later I learned that the sadness he brought him was not sad than the root.
Then she remembered the student, Ri, and she cried to him, bitter in her heart, but he told herself that he had lost his father too early, so two children in the same boat went to live with her.
She loved him after he said, "Father, we are happy!"!
I love him. She really loves him.
She still remembers his promise that "you will have a big cake in 2008, I promise!"
But there is no year!
He broke up and fell in love with another girl before he reached the age of 20.
When Ri was born in the second year, she was still alone. On that day, she stayed alone in a corner of the campus and lost him. She was heartbroken and lost her father. Although it hurt, she was used to it for more than ten years, but he brought new injuries!
At that time, she thought he must have been punished by heaven for a girl who killed her father!
From some people she never told her father about her own life.
She feels so humble that she can’t hate him, but she knows that she still has some resentment against him in her heart.
Until that day, when the girl with a white face sat quietly in front of her and told her her his story, her heart suddenly swelled up. Although she was lost, she knew that he didn’t love him, but was blaming him for choosing a responsibility.
When the girl named Miaoer took out the hand-carved necklace and fixed them up, she didn’t have a complex mind.
It’s not that she dislikes anything, but that she feels that if she is with him, she will destroy all the greatness he has done to Miao Er. This kind of Weida is a secular understanding of men and women.
Only those who suffer from the loss of love will be willing to love to save those who live in pain.
But now he’s dying. Does he know? Will he feel distressed? Will he give up? Will he have a little bit of the feeling of losing Zhang Miaoer, even one tenth or one percent?
But Xie Cunguan, do you know? My heart is hurting! Right now, it hurts!
Dai Ruoxi finally took a look at the blue sky and then looked at those who were approaching Ri. She suddenly smiled, but tears flooded her face.
"Xie Cunguan-do you know I’m calling you?" She suddenly shouted with all her strength, "Thank you, officer-do you know that I love you?" She never thought about calling her heart out again. "I really love you! I love myself! "
At this moment, her eyes were fixed on Bincheng Hexiu and Tu Yeying’s discerning long knives.
She’ll rush over. She’s going to rush over and let the long knife cut through her body when the other person raises it. Maybe she should die like this and make a short life and finally repent!
Chapter seventy Bow and elbow
Dai Ruoxi summoned up the residual J: ng force and her petite body suddenly rushed out. She rushed in the direction of Bincheng Hexiu, because she knew that among the three people, Bincheng Hexiu suffered the most in her hands, so she must be the one who hated her the most.
I rushed to Bincheng Hexiu because I was determined to die.
When they were still two steps away, Dai Ruoxi stabbed Bincheng Hexiu’s throat with her hands as soon as she lifted a stick like a gun. However, ordinary people couldn’t see the speed of her stick, but Bincheng Hexiu obviously felt that she was much slower than before.
Bincheng Hexiu’s heart was overjoyed. When the knife in his hand was lifted, he twisted a knife flower.
The place where the back of the knife goes is the place where Dai Ruoxi’s club head comes about 30 centimeters away from the knife, and then he connects it to Dai Ruoxi’s club, and directly knocks the throat with a stick to this knife, and Bincheng shows its strength in the J and jīng spirit.
He wants to break the beautiful neck of the girl who brought him shame, and he wants her blood to wash away the shame. He dare not leave his hand because there are tigers eyeing the wild eagle and Naha Dachuan beside him.
Bincheng Hexiu knew that the two men wanted the girl to die in their own hands as much as he did.
Killing this girl will clear the shame! More importantly, the honor of killing the murderer who assassinated the leader of the Yamaguchi group will bring them unimaginable benefits. He will draw a beautiful arc in the middle of the knife and cut the girl’s neck like a flash when the knife and stick intersect.
In the symphony of knives and sticks, Dai Ruoxi’s stick was swung to one side, and the beautiful face was full of sadness.
But this can’t arouse the sympathy of Bincheng Hexiu. Bincheng Hexiu seems to feel that he has seen the beautiful head flying to the middle neck, splashing and bleeding the arrow. His hands have already pushed his right hand to push his left hand, and the blade of the long knife in his hand is shining cold in the middle.
But at this time, his body suddenly trembled and his strength seemed to be exhausted.
My heart hurts! Bincheng Hexiu couldn’t help but look down at his chest, where a black Se vertebral blade was exposed inch by inch, and blood gushed from the blood trough at the tip of the blade, such as flowers and bones that failed in the early days of prosperity.
He tried his best to put his hand behind his back to pull out what had pierced his body.
But a figure almost flashed out of the crowd, grabbed the thing by the hand, kicked it out as soon as it started to kick.