Chapter 1141

Dump your sister! Ling Qingyu almost scolded as soon as her eyebrows were raised. People in the world are dead. My mother will not let her men sacrifice. At least at the last moment, she retained a trace of reason. The long national scolding was pressed in her throat and turned into a soft murmur.

Seeing her lips trembling (the angry air stream still couldn't hold back), her face was livid (angry through the color of the face cream on her face), and her eyes seemed to have a watery light (with invisible eyes, water would appear when she was excited), Shuidonglou was in a good mood and said, "don't worry, I've always been merciful to you, and I won't do anything to you. Oh, I can tell you one thing. The person who let me come here to catch you is the one next to me. What's his name? Yes, follow!"

What shuidonglou said to lingqingyu was all in Chinese. The people in gibu didn't understand it. All the Chinese people present heard it. They all looked at the attendant angrily, and even the bodyguard who had followed the attendant to protect him didn't feel a little step back.

Glancing at the people's faces, shuidonglou smiled and said in French, "Mr. President, let Miss Ling's bodyguards disarm. As long as Miss Ling comes over and her bodyguards fall under the law, I won't trouble you."

"I * * * * 18 generations of ancestors!" Lingqingyu finally couldn't help scolding out, but also subdued the law. You really think you are a scallion!

"Sister ~" Ye Shiyi pulled Ling Qingyu, with a happy smile on the corner of his eyebrows, and said, "don't be angry, don't be angry, we don't have the same experience with villains."

Soothed Ling Qingyu, heard her whisper in her ear, let go of her hand, do the sky fall, sister stood up, ye Xi smiled, kissed her on the lip, and let her go forward.

"Shuidonglou, you are really good enough, or you are tough enough." Taking an easy step, ye Xi said with a smile, "I admire you for killing people without a little murderous spirit!" He and Yan San are extremely sensitive to the murderous spirit. He can detect the murderous spirit of the dancer just by showing a little. However, when shuidonglou compared the gun to Camilla and killed the guard beside Camilla, there was no murderous spirit on his body. Until he talked about Ling Qingyu, the murderous spirit came out of his body.

There is only one explanation, that is, in shuidonglou's heart, all the people here are not worth killing. Even killing those guards has no feeling for him. The people he really wants to kill are Ling Qingyu, and he and Yan San.

This is a person who regards human life as nothing and only acts as he likes.

"You are also very good. What was that move just now? Chinese martial arts?" Shuidonglou looked at Ye Xi without blinking, and said with a slight smile on his lips.

"Yes, Chinese Wushu." Ye eleven unbuttoned his shirt, lifted the hem of his clothes, let the other party see that he was not armed at his waist, and then turned slowly.

The clothes fluttered slowly with his turn, revealing a line of jade like skin, a tight waist, and a tight belt.

His eyebrows and eyes are flying, his eyes are shining, and the corners of his lips also contain a smile of joy, which makes his face, which is already exquisite and beautiful to the extreme, as if shrouded in a layer of holy light. The gentle turning posture is even more soul stirring, coupled with the unintentional jade light

For a moment, there was silence around, and even shuidonglou stared straight.

Just for a moment, shuidonglou's heart suddenly revived, shouted and shot, and pulled Camilla back.

But as soon as he retreated, he only felt a flower in front of him. Two jade like fingers rested on his fingers in the trigger. Shuidonglou was terrified, instinctively abandoned the gun and retreated. At the same time, his feet flew to Camilla to kick him forward and hit him.

Camilla's body rushed forward, and Shuidong building glanced back with the counterattack force. At the same time, she quickly pulled out the pistol from her armpit. Before the muzzle of the pistol was raised, she heard someone in her ear chuckling, "the reaction is good, but you're old."

auzw. Shuidonglou only felt that his heart was pressed down by a cold palm, and the rapid force hit him directly into the body, making his heart suddenly tighten, and then issued a gentle "pa".

The heart was suddenly punctured, the pupils of shuidonglou were bloody red, and the body still maintained the form of standing. The last scene in the rotating eyes was that the hand of the man holding Yi Chengfen was broken without leaving a remnant. Then he walked through the crowd like the wind, knocking down the gunmen who had not reacted. When he came to the last bandit, he slowed down, Step by step, he walked towards the bandit who raised the muzzle of his gun to aim at him in fear.

The lip corner of Shuidong building drew, and when he fell to the ground, he looked at the Gu Sui under the straight-line distance of the bandit's muzzle, and a faint sneer floated on his face.

The body fell to the ground and made a light sound. When the body bounced up, shuidonglou watched his hand pull the trigger from the gap between people. At that moment, the man dodged his body and let the bullet fly behind him, fly for a while, fly for a while

Straight into Gu Sui's chest.

Is this the legendary internal skill and lightness skill? I didn't believe or even despise the magic, but I didn't expect to finally experience it at this moment.

I still remember the worship on the face of Huoying when he talked about Chinese martial arts. The smile that seemed to be like a flame was made to understand the whirlwind of Chinese martial arts, so he took advantage of Gu Chong's jealousy and the U.S. thought of provoking civil war and not wanting peace in Africa and the middle East at that time, and set up that trap. He wanted to destroy the person Huoying loved, as well as the woman who didn't belong to him even if he tried hard.

Chinese Wushu? No matter how powerful, he still died under his modern weapons? Is it different? When you fight, you just draw with yourself?

It turned out that there was really martial arts like God, but for people like him, meeting was the time to be judged and punished.

Even when he was in his heyday, there was only one way out.

Eyes slowly closed, and when shuidonglou swallowed his last breath, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Huoying, what you said is right. Chinese Wushu is better than Japanese ninja. I lost the bet. Now, I come to you, willing to admit defeat. My bet is yours.

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His body flashed through the shuttle like a willow in the wind. Ye Shi floated directly to the bandit with his body on one side, twisted his hand holding the gun, raised his knee and hit him hard on his lower abdomen, hitting his body on the ground with the scream of the bandit.

The room was silent except for the sound of gunfire.

Ye Xi clapped his hands, turned around, looked at his chest, looked unbelievably, kept standing, looked at his followers, frowned slightly, and pursed his mouth.

Is this guy more resistant to beating than shuidonglou? Shuidong building fell to the ground, and this guy is not dead yet.

"Save... Save... Me..." the blood foam overflowed from his mouth, followed by gushing blood, and larger blood flowed from between his fingers pressed on his chest, staring blankly at the front, murmuring.

Although his voice was light, it was like a stone breaking the calm water. Yi Chengfen first came to his senses and jumped on the gibu injured person who fell next to him. The rest of the doctors rushed to rescue the injured person nearby. All the people of the Chinese medical team moved, but no one went to see the attendant who was still trying to hold on because his heart was a little too long.