Chapter 88: Hands-on leaf
Chapter 88.
Under such a heavy rain, in the yellow light of the street lamp, the girl in front of her eyes still has to smooth her messy hair from time to time. It can be seen that she is very focused on the image.
Usually, this kind of person has a common problem, that is: only say that she is young, not old.
Say that they are old, just like stepping on a mine, they will burst when you step on it!
Sure enough, when the girl heard it, her look was distorted.
The delicate makeup is washed away by the rain, and then it looks distorted... Oh, it’s really not a very young woman.
"Little girl, looking for death!" The girl took a long leg, and the silver wire in her hand was directly on the neck of Ye Jian. She wanted to solve the old yellow hair gimmick with the shortest and fastest time.
This is a girl who is accustomed to killing and has no sense of guilt. The indifference to human life can be seen in her distorted expression.
But I don't know, the yellow-haired **** in her eyes is a hard thorn that can't be touched!
Ye Jian was slightly fixed, and his eyes lightly crossed the silver line of the girl's hand that could be wrapped around her neck. At the moment she rushed over, she kicked the woman's thigh.
Then, with her big feet as the support point, the whole person is equivalent to stepping on the other's legs and vacating, using his right leg and knees, with a majestic momentum, slamming into the girl's chin.
The light body, like the milk swallow, has been agile.
As soon as he appeared, he would make a heavy blow to the other side. If Xia Jinyuan had to give birth to Jason, he really wanted to applaud.
The glamorous girl was hit by Ye Jian on the spot, hitting the chin and hurting like a crack in the bone. There was a Venus flash in front of her eyes.
"Mom! The old lady is not killing you today!" The girl who knew her own enemy was holding her chin and taking a **** look. She watched Ye Jian with vigilance and took off the tight denim jacket.
Ye Jian is a master who is not afraid of threats. He is not afraid of his life. He will not be afraid in this life.
It’s said that the lips are extremely shallow. “I think there is no possibility that you can kill me. Don’t believe, try it.”
The language is deliberately adding a hint of provocation in it, and the gaze of sight is locked in the hands of the other party, occasionally in the street lamp, flashing a cold light on the silver line.
Her eyes were cold and cold, and the awkwardness of the rainy water contained a kind of enthusiasm that did not match the age. The originally confident woman touched her sight, but let her heart tremble for no reason.
"If you can win, you don't have to give the other person the opportunity to rebuild confidence!"
When the words of the old uncle reverberate in his mind, he has already seen it clearly, and remembers how the other party flexibly manipulates the leaf of the silver wire in his hand. It is like a cheetah who played for the first time, showing sharp claws and attacking again.
Although it was a first battle, it was practiced with the top soldiers in the army.
Perhaps it was contaminated with the shackles of the soldiers when they were fighting, and her clear watery scorpion was also a slap in the air.
The best defense is offense, you can win if you are confident, and you have to win beautiful!
Next, Xia Jinyuan, who ended the fight, directly stunned the suspect. After he tied it up with clothes, he looked at the gimmick with great interest, like a little cheetah, and beat his enemy to the wolf. Unbearable.
The glamorous girl has been arrogant from the initial arrogance, and in the end is a slap in the face.
The thin silver wire in her hand has always been her life-saving, murderous weapon, but this time it has become a chicken rib, and several times it is to hurt her own hands.
(End of this chapter)
