Fang Hao's body is jumping like an ape in the mountains, and even people can't see his body clearly. This is not the point. The point is that Fang Hao's body seems to have eyes all over his body, and even a leaf can't touch his body.

The sound is almost imperceptible. We can imagine how terrible it is for an enemy like Fang Hao to fight in the jungle.

At the moment, not far from the front, there are about 20 strong foreign men. From the muscles exposed in each person, these guys seem to pay attention to muscle training.

These people were standing around, holding jump knives or sticks, and even a few had black gun handles on their waists.

They kept all the places they could get in and out of, and in the middle of them were two very beautiful women, Wen Xiao and Qing Yilan who had traveled all the way.

Qing Yilan's face turned white, as if because of fear, and Wen Xiao's face was as cold as ever, eyes from time to time to turn, seems to be looking for a breakthrough.

At this time, Fang Hao, who had already arrived, was hiding behind a tree. His eyes narrowed and he occasionally showed some cold light. However, Fang Hao did not look at the center of the field. Instead, he looked at three places respectively. At first, there was no difference in these places. However, if you look at them carefully, you will find that some of the bushes in these places actually show some Colors that don't belong to shrubs come out.

Fang haoxu narrowed his eyes and glanced at him. Then he flashed and disappeared from the original place

These people obviously have a leader, this face has a scar, looks very ferocious, but also adds a bit of frightening breath.

The man's eyes indifferently glanced at the two women in the center of the field, grinned and said: "now, look where you are running, that little girl named Qing Yilan, your master is Wang Laowu, right?"

Qing Yilan's face changed slightly, and then she showed a wry smile. She had some illusions that these people were not aimed at her, but now it seems that they are definitely the enemies of her master.

Taking a deep breath, Qing Yilan straightened up her chest, and her face gradually calmed down. She snorted coldly: "yes, my master is Wang Laowu."

"Ha ha, little girl is quite honest. My boss asked me to ask Wang Laowu's apprentice a word." The scarred man grinned grimly and said,

the matter has come to an end, but Qing Yilan is not afraid, because fear is useless. Looking at the dozens of people around her, she feels faintly that Wen Xiao next to her is not an opponent. Moreover, judging from the appearance of the other party, she is obviously well prepared. She can't say that there are weapons and other weapons. Even if Wen Xiao is fierce, she can't help it Next, the martial arts master also must catch blind!

Therefore, Qing Yilan is very bold and generous enough to admit that she is Wang Laowu's Apprentice. She thinks she wants to cut her head down and stretch her head. Anyway, it's all a knife. It's better to be quick.

"If you have anything to say, just let your horse come here." Qing Yilan has a bit of heroism.

"The boss asked me to ask you, didn't your master know that his apprentice came here to die?" Scar's face showed a cold smile.

"Well, do you come here in a big way to ask such a sarcastic remark?" Qing Yilan raised his head and squinted at the scar face.

"Of course not. My boss asked our brothers to come and invite you to meet. Do you have any objection?" Scar face evil smile way, immediately face a grim: "of course, you have opinion also can't change what, please!"

Finish saying that, scar face made a gentleman's action, slightly bent down, stretched out his hand to make the posture of please.

Qing Yilan took a look at Wen Xiao beside her and found that Wen Xiao's face was dignified and her eyebrows were frowning. She looked at a hillside in the opposite direction. She didn't know what she was looking at.

Yuan Benqing Yilan wanted to ask about the meaning of Wen Xiao, but now it seems that there is no way for Wen Xiao, otherwise the always cold look will not become so dignified. Qing Yilan said faintly, "who is your boss?"

"Our boss's name is madbila. Should your master be impressed?" Scar face said with a smile, and then said to a man with a wicked smile: "hey hey, Wang Laowu's face is dead, but I didn't expect to receive an apprentice who was very flexible. I don't know if she can stand the tyranny of our boss!"

"Ha ha, KUNLANG, this is not the problem we need to care about."

"That's right." Scar face suddenly turned his head and found that the two women on the opposite side didn't mean to leave. His face was cold: "don't go, right? Don't blame us men for their thick hands and thick feet!"

Then, scar face waved his hand. Suddenly, about seven or eight strong men with jumping knives, daggers, iron bars and so on pressed toward the two women.

Qing Yilan can't help but lean against Chao Wenxiao. Instinctively, she is afraid of the ferocious foreign strong men who oppress her. She laughs and says, "Wen Xiao, what should we do?"

Coco Xiao took back the look in the distance and looked at the strong men who had been bullied all around. He said faintly, "stay away from me a little bit. I can clean up these people with one hand, so I don't need to be afraid."Although Wen Xiao said so definitely, when she saw those ferocious men who had been bullied and about three or four meters away, Qing Yilan still showed no sign of taking any action. She could not help being nervous and afraid again. She could not help but step back several steps. It seemed that these people thought that Qing Yilan was already in the urn, and did not think that Qing Yilan, a weak woman, could escape Did not care about Qing Yilan's action.

Wen Xiao calmed down and sneered at the big muscular men.

It seems to have seen the scornful look on Wen Xiao's face, and immediately infuriated the big men around. One of them, who was afraid to be more than 1.9 meters tall, turned his mouth disdainfully and said, "little girl, you can beat you flat with one fist. Please don't struggle."

Wen Xiao coldly way: "you can take me a fist to say again."

"Hum, joke!" The big man roared, and his fist, like a casserole, hit Wen Xiao's head.

The huge fist seemed to be as big as the melon seeds of Wen Xiao's head. When Qing Yilan saw this, she couldn't help shaking her heart. She really pinched a cold sweat for Wen Xiao. If Wen Xiao was hit, I'm afraid it would be like what the other side said and would be beaten directly!

But Wen Xiao didn't mean to dodge at all. He didn't move at all, and let the big fist like a casserole smash it.

The wind from the fist has blown Wen Xiao's hair!

Just when the casserole sized fist was still 20 centimeters away from Wen Xiao, Wen Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly and stretched out a small hand that looked extremely weak and squeezed it into a fist.

This series of movements make it difficult to see clearly, and then Wen Xiao slightly raised his fist, and then he made the first move and hit the fist as big as the casserole!

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