my shared lover

Girls are reserved, how could Yu Chun be like this?

Jia Simiao sat in the car, lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and took a few puffs. No matter how he thought about it, he was depressed, and he didn't feel proud at all because he took away a girl's first time. Sense and complacency.

To be a man who has achieved Yu Chun's state is really the best.Yes, Zhang Mi is also such an active type, but she is different from Zhang Mi. She saved Zhang Mi by herself, so she captured her peace of mind.What about Yu Chun?Before returning to Nanjiang City, the two of them had no interaction at all.

Fortunately, this was not the first time in his life, otherwise, Jia Simiao would have to find a piece of noodles to hang himself and fall to his death.

The speed of the car is not very fast, and there is nothing else important anyway.

After walking like this for a while, when I was about to reach the bar, a van suddenly crossed from the front, blocking the way.And behind him, another van surrounded him, blocking his back.Then, the doors of two vans opened, and a dozen people came out from inside.Just glanced at it, and Jia Simiao's heart skipped a beat. This time, he encountered a hard problem.

They all wore black clothes, black trousers and black hoods, and they all held bright knives in their hands. The only difference was the embroidery on their chests.Some were yellow, some were blue, and two people turned out to be golden.

Black Knife, they are the most powerful knife organization in the history of Nanjiang City.Master Hu told him about this matter. Hei Dao's swordsmen are divided into three categories. The third rate is that the monthly rent is 1 yuan, and the one who dies will pay Hei Dao 50 yuan. The yellow knife is embroidered on the chest.As for the second-rate swordsman, the monthly rent is 10 yuan, and if one dies, the black knife will be compensated with 100 million yuan, and the blue knife is embroidered on the chest.

At that time, Lord Tiger did not say what is the sign of a first-rate swordsman.But now, Jia Simiao finally knew that the person with the golden embroidery on his chest must be a first-rate swordsman.

In the Shuiyunjian bar, Jia Simiao killed several swordsmen, including a second-rate swordsman, in order to kill Da Jinya.However, the rest of the swordsmen were let go by Jia Simiao.He knew that Heidao would definitely come to him, but he didn't expect that their actions would be so fast.

Jia Simiao jumped out of the car, lit another cigarette and put it in his mouth, then gently closed the car door, and said indifferently: "Is Hei Dao here? If he comes, I want to talk to him .”

The golden swordsman sneered and said, "Only you want to see our boss? Today is your death day next year, so you should think more about yourself."

Jia Simiao frowned and said, "There is no need to be so domineering, right? Yes, I admit that I am the one who killed Hei Dao. But you are trying to kill me, and I am defending myself, understand? The Hei Dao organization is not easy to establish Yes, I don't want to see Heidao collapse like this. So, I advise you to stop quickly."

I have seen someone who is arrogant, but this is the first time I have seen someone as arrogant as Jia Simiao.This time, in order to kill him, even the first-rate swordsmen who seldom take shots came out, which shows the determination of the Black Sword Organization to get rid of Jia Simiao.This point, Jia Simiao can also imagine, but, is Hei Dao himself going to kill him, or someone hired Hei Dao's people to kill him?

They are both killing themselves, but the meanings are completely different.

When Jia Simiao raised this question, the golden swordsman smiled sinisterly: "Do you think we will tell you? We are swordsmen, and we only obey the orders of the black sword. We will not say anything about the rest. of."

Jia Simiao smiled wryly, "Is there no other way to resolve it?"

"Have."

"what?"

"You have a head on your item."

The golden swordsman was quite conceited and confident, telling the others not to move. Holding a long knife himself, he rushed towards Jia Simiao with big strides.The tip of the knife hit the ground, hissing and rubbing against the ground, and sparks burst out from time to time.And Jia Simiao was smoking a cigarette, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Getting closer, getting closer...

Suddenly, the golden sword hand took a step forward and quickly shortened the distance between him and Jia Simiao. The long knife pierced the sky, chopping vigorously from top to bottom.Jia Simiao took a slight wrong step and dodged it. His palm was like a long whip, and he drew directly towards the golden swordsman's wrist.

Is there anyone who understands the acupuncture points and structure of the human body better than Jia Simiao?If the blow was successful, half of the arm of the golden swordsman would be numb, and the long knife would also fall to the ground.However, he is a first-rate swordsman, so he naturally has his own uniqueness.He flipped his wrist, and the blade lifted up, sweeping across Jia Simiao's arm.

The sword is fast and swift, and quite domineering.

As long as Jia Simiao dodges a little, he will immediately take advantage of the situation, and the attack of the long sword will be like the setting sun in a long river, one knife after another, one knife as tight as a knife, without giving Jia Simiao any chance to breathe.His calculation was good, but what he didn't expect was that instead of dodging, Jia Simiao took a step forward and got into his circle.

Is this trying to court death?The golden knife hand sneered, pouring all the strength of the whole body into the blade, making it even more unstoppable.

Snapped!Just when the blade was about to hit Jia Simiao, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the blade of the long knife like lightning.how so?His hand... Could this be the legendary empty hand into the white blade?That's just a martial arts novel. In reality, how could such a thing happen?

Regardless of whether there was one or not, it happened vividly before his eyes.How did he know that Jia Simiao was wearing gray ghost gloves, not to mention his blade, even if Li Tianyu walked around the rivers and lakes back then, the demon knife that cut iron like mud might not be able to cut off his blade ghost gloves.

This is a treasure!

Jia Simiao didn't give him any chance to react, and bumped his shoulder out.

Peng!His knife was taken away, and the man seemed to have hit a cannonball, flew upside down, and fell to the ground in all directions.The knifeman has no knife, the shooter has no gun, the surgeon has no scalpel, and after having fun with the lady, he finds that he has forgotten to bring money in his pocket... What kind of terrible things are these?The swordsman felt the pain all over his body, and was about to get up when a flash of light flashed by the sword.

It was the long knife that rubbed against his ear and stuck in the ground.

Jia Simiao said calmly: "I will return your knife to you."

The golden swordsman's complexion was as ugly as it could be. Fortunately, he was wearing a hood and it was Heitian, so no one else could see it.But even so, he still felt ashamed and said angrily, "Kill him, kill him for me."

How could this man do this?He obviously could have killed him, but he didn't, and let him live. Not only did he not appreciate it, but he even wanted to kill himself.Beast!Even more beast than himself.Jia Simiao sighed. If things go on like this, it is really like what Mr. Lu Xun said, the country will not be the country, the family will not be the family, and the wife will not be the wife.

These swordsmen rushed forward in swarms. In fact, Jia Simiao could escape.But he didn't want to run away, his car was still here.Although it was said that it was "given" by Lu Jianfei without spending any money, it can't be said that it was just thrown away?Jia Simiao is a very frugal man, if he has wasted money to support the disaster-stricken areas, that would be a great merit.

Waste is shameful, so Jia Simiao rushed to meet these swordsmen.

Bajiquan is an extremely rigid boxing method, which focuses on entering and relying on punching, inserting needles when there is a gap, drilling when there is a gap, not fighting or fighting, and fighting when there is a move.Jia Simiao was alone, but it was like a tiger plunging into a pack of wolves. These wolves were also quite tough, but could they kill a tiger?

Crackling!Jia Simiao exerted his fist strength to the extreme, wearing ghost gloves and not afraid of human swords, even if someone came up with a knife, he didn't even look at it, and punched out.

How terrifying is this?

To miss the edge of the blade with a punch is something they really dare not even think about.But now, it happened so vividly in front of their eyes, they couldn't believe it or not.

One after another, the swordsmen fell down. This is not the way to go, right?Those two golden swordsmen slashed forward a few times in a row, stabilized their position, and shouted: "Everyone, don't mess around, let's form a circle and kill together."

It's the same sword, one person's sword and ten people's sword together, the lethality is naturally different.There were so many people surrounding Jia Simiao, they hacked together, the blades were shining, and there was a method for each other's advance and retreat, which surprised Jia Simiao.If it is said that this is trained by Hei Dao himself, this person is an extraordinary talent.

How good would it be if this followed me?

At such a time, there are only a handful of people who can still think like Jia Simiao.Don't dare to say anything else, at least Qin Pojun, Shang Jiazhou, and Huo Enjue dare not think like this.

Jia Simiao did not dare to push himself too hard, his fists would not be effective at all under the siege of so many people.When he punched, a knife flew away, and several knives would follow, leaving him with no time to hurt people.If this continues, even if he is tired, he will be exhausted to death.

How to do?

When Jia Simiao let go suddenly, puffs of yellow smoke drifted out of the air.Strange to say, the smoke seemed to have a suction force, but it was not blown away by the wind, but gathered around Jia Simiao's body, getting thicker and thicker.

A knife struck Jia Simiao's head. Jia Simiao didn't even dodge. He pointed at the man and said with a smile, "Still down?"

The man fell to the ground with a thud, and immediately afterward, these knife hands were like harvesters in autumn, and they all fell down one by one.In the blink of an eye, none of them were left... oh, only Jia Simiao was left.

He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "You want to deal with me? How can there be such a simple thing, this time, you must make life worse than death."