Chapter 1137

The common people all know such a saying: it is easy to go up the mountain, but hard to go down.

It's really hard for people to walk up, but when they walk down, they have to guard against losing their center of gravity, so they feel difficult.

Under normal circumstances, it would take Chu Jinhuan at least half an hour to get to the stream, even for the Soviet hounds.

But Chu Jinhuan rolled down when she lost her center of gravity. It took five or six minutes at most, so she didn't want to waste this precious time. She was eager to find Jiang Gongjin as soon as possible and let him run first with her baby.

However, desire always exists in hope, but it rarely appears in reality. Chu Jinhuan, who is aching all over, seems to faint at any time. It will not be so easy to find Jiang Gongjin and the children by the dark stream. Who knows where they have gone?

Moreover, she did not dare to guarantee that the child could roll down the steep slope for such a long time without injury, because she had not heard the cry of the child up to now.

"Jiang Gongjin, where are you? Where are the children? " Regardless of the barking of the dog above her head, Chu Jinhuan struggled to stand up and searched around with one foot on the ground.

Just as the dog barked more and more clearly and Chu Jinhuan began to despair, she finally heard a cry of the child's extreme depression, which sounded from dozens of meters behind her. She immediately fell on the ground with ecstasy and tried to climb forward.

"Jiang Gongjin, are you ok? Is the child not hurt? " After three minutes, Chu Jinhuan climbed to the place where the child's cry sounded, but saw Jiang Gongjin lying on the ground motionless. The child's cry came from under him. She quickly sat up and turned him over with her hands.

By the faint light reflected by the stream, Chu Jinhuan saw Jiang Gongjin, who held the child tightly in his chest. He slowly opened his eyes, and immediately cried with joy: "Jiang, Jiang Gongjin, the child is not OK, you are still alive, so good, so good..."

From the moment of the fall, Jiang Gongjin held the child tightly in her arms. Her lips trembled and she reluctantly showed a smile. She said in a low voice, "I and my leg may have broken, but the child is OK."

Chu Jinhuan held the crying child in his arms and made a little wobble. When the child's cry was small, he said with a smile: "well, I see it. The child is OK. We'll be fine. Get up and let's keep running. "

Run? Your leg is injured. My leg may be broken. We have a child with us. The pursuers are not far away. How can we run?

Jiang Gongjin looked at the top of Chu gold ring and shook her head with a bitter smile: "we can't run, they have come after us."

In fact, Chu Jinhuan had to understand the current situation more than Jiang Gongjin. She said, "let's run." she just said it subconsciously.

Looking at Jiang Gongjin struggling to sit up, Chu Jinhuan just wanted to say something, but he suddenly said: "but, I don't regret it."

Seeing that she was about to be caught, she was about to be tortured, but Jiang Gongjin suddenly said this sentence. Chu Jinhuan immediately understood what he meant, so she laughed, moved forward, and said in a low voice, "in fact, you are a good man."

"I'm not a good man. Now I have such an idea, it's just because people are dying and their words are good." Jiang Gongjin looked at Chu Jinhuan and slowly raised her left hand on her shoulder.

Chu Jinhuan did not struggle, but obediently lying in his arms, closed his eyes to listen to the coming footsteps of death.

"If we can survive, I will propose to you. Don't you agree?"

Jiang Gongjin, who didn't know why she said this, immediately laughed at herself after saying this: "ha ha, I did this because I had seen such a movie before and just wanted to find the feeling of peace of mind before I died. Don't take it seriously, because I know how filthy I am. I used to do harm to people with deliberate thoughts, He killed his father for his greed. Even if he was torn to pieces by those dogs, he deserved it. "

But Chu Jinhuan did not refuse, but whispered: "in fact, we are all the same kind of people. I can't even remember the bad things I did. Jiang Gongjin... If we can survive, if you really propose to me, I will definitely marry you. It's just that my face may not be as beautiful as it used to be. Now it's burning all the time. "

Is this love?

Why didn't I feel it before?

After listening to Chu Jinhuan's words, Jiang Gongjin suddenly had a honey bee in her heart, collecting sweet taste everywhere.

Holding Chu Jinhuan tightly, Jiang Gongjin wants to learn from the movie again and say to Chu Jinhuan: what I like is your heart, not your face.

But I couldn't say it. I just hugged Chu Jinhuan's body and thought: I could kill my own Laozi, but now I'm embarrassed to say it. Am I really kind?

Jiang Gongjin wanted to find out what puzzled him, but the three Soviet hounds flying down the slope didn't give him a chance to think about the problem. In the owner's loud voice, there was a creepy whistling sound in his mouth, just like three demons from the underworld, rushing at them quickly.

The sharp teeth of the hound's mouth are shining in the dark, which makes Chu Jinhuan and Jiang Gongjin smell the stench from the dog's mouth. But they have no strength to avoid it. They just protect the child who has stopped crying at this time, waiting for the moment when the sharp teeth pierce the skin.

"Hoo... Ow!" Just when the three hounds were about to jump on Chu Jinhuan's head, and she and Jiang Gongjin were all dead, they suddenly heard these hateful animals make a few screams, and then fell in front of them from mid air. Each Soviet hound had a flying knife on its neck!

It is said that many years ago, the night owl, the king of killers at that time, used a three inch long and seven point wide Throwing Knife, without false hair.

Chu Jinhuan, who created a new generation of killer king with Xie Yaotong, naturally knows some legends about the night owl, but has never had a chance to see them.

Tonight, Chu Jinhuan's wish came true. When she was about to be killed, she saw Shang Lige's throwing knife!

When Chu Jinhuan opened her eyes, she saw this kind of flying knife that could not cover its light even in the dark. When she looked up again, she saw two figures standing in front of her, one black and one white.

Chu Jinhuan couldn't see the figure in black, but when she saw the man with white hair and white clothes, she immediately recognized who the man was.

Night owl, shanglige!

It is said that in the whole world, only the night owl Shang Lige appears in the image of white clothes and white hair in the dark, and only she uses the three inch long and seven point wide Throwing Knife.

Indeed, in those days when Shang Lige retired and Chu Yang drifted abroad, Chu Jinhuan and other three won the reputation of the king of killers by some bluffing techniques. Xie Yaotong once had a brilliant experience of fighting Shang Lige alone without losing. It seems that it is natural for demons to replace night owls and ghost cars to become the real king of killers.

But the four of them know better than anyone else: if they don't expect the means of pretending to be supernatural and evil, they are not the opponents of Shang Lige at all.

Therefore, when Chu Jinhuan saw that Shang Lige arrived at this critical moment, he almost fainted with excitement and said in a trembling voice: "you, are you Shang Lige, night owl?"

Shang Lige hasn't answered yet, but the shadow beside her grabs it quickly: "you, you are Christina of Norway (Chu Jinhuan's original name)?"

Now Chu Jinhuan, who had forgotten his real name, was stunned. Then he heard the shadow say, "Christina, I'm Xie Yaotong!"

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Georgia morning sunshine, through the bright red curtain, gently sprinkled on chuyang's eyes lying on the ground.

After a few minutes, Chu Yang closed his eyes and opened his eyes slowly after moving his head around. Then he sat up slowly and said to himself in a low voice with a frown: "where am I?"

Chu Yang looked down at the scarlet carpet, and slowly remembered where he was now: last night, he had an arduous struggle with the woman named daisy. With his old man's strong skill, he had suffered a lot in the hands of that smelly woman, and finally he used the mean means to throw her to the ground, Then I don't know anything.

"No way. I must have been dreaming last night. How could I not beat a smelly woman?" After thinking about everything before coma carefully and comprehensively, Chu, who always loves face, immediately denied all this and forced himself to lose to a woman last night. It was just a ridiculous dream.

However, this dream is also too real, because when Chu Yang looked around, those "sex chairs" and cupboards filled with utensils, which he kicked aside, were telling him in silence: poor child, don't always put gold on your forehead. You did meet such a woman last night. If it wasn't for your handsome and natural interests, I've cut off your head for a long time. Wake up. The world is so big, how can you be the first one to fight? Wake up and stop squatting at the bottom of the well as a toad

"How is that possible? How is that possible? " Chu, who always thought that "Lao Tzu is the best in the world", saw these "evidences" and complained to him silently. He was very upset and jumped up from the ground. His body just stood upright, but he was grinned by the pain of his whole body. After staggering back a few steps, he lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and gasped.

After forcing himself to calm down, Chu Yang just sat up with his eyes open and faced a reality that made him frustrated: last night, he did meet the woman he saw in the illusion and had a fight with others, but the result was such a decadent and famous ghost car that he didn't know how to faint when facing a woman!