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The bullet hit Ji Wuyue's arm, which was her only support point hanging on the cliff.

When her hand was soft, Ji Wuyue fell to the ground.

The last paper men manipulated by him also fell down with her, and Xiao Yan naturally fell down.

Seeing that all her previous efforts would be wasted, Ji Wuyue suddenly clenched her teeth and drank, and pushed her hands towards the air.

Halos pulled out of her body, and then quickly entered the paper man in the air.

Those paper men suddenly rose in strength, dragged Xiao Yan up the cliff, and then fell on the top of the cliff.

But Ji Wuyue, because she tried too hard, her falling speed suddenly became faster. After hitting the protruding rocks on one side, he rolled down all the way from above and hit the fence beside the road before stopping.

It was more than ten meters high. Now she was badly hurt and it was difficult to get up from the ground.

"Give me your family property. If you don't die, you'll rape me. If you die, you'll rape my corpse..." Qingtou knew that Xiao Yan had gone up the cliff. He was also in trouble and was furious.

If they don't kill Xiao Yan as soon as possible, they can't go until the matter is over.

But if they can't go, they can't go until Xiao Yan's support arrives.

People on this side rushed up. Bian Yong on the other side was constantly shooting and blocking. He hoped Ji Wuyue could stand up and escape as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, there was no movement, and he was quickly surrounded by a group of people, and soon they would fight each other.

There are too many people across the street. It doesn't work if he kills some.

The last thing he should do is to let Ji Wuyue carry Xiao Yan out of the car.

Because these people didn't see that when Xiao Yan was seriously injured, they were still afraid. Although they were running this way, few ran fast.

But now, when they saw that Xiao Yan was unconscious and had to rely on others to carry it, they knew that Xiao Yan was really seriously injured and in danger.

Without the fame of Xiao Laojiu, the God of fire, they immediately had no scruples and began to rush forward madly.

Bian Yong's muzzle was facing the opposite road, but suddenly a machete fell from one side and stamped on his muzzle.

The gun was shot and fell. He just raised the gun and rushed down directly from the top of the truck.

The man pounced from top to bottom, fast and powerful.

He wanted to avoid it, but because the wound on his leg hurt, he slowed down and was thrown on his back. He was also directly thrown to the ground.

The other side also bypassed two people, holding a machete to chop.

Bian Yong took out a pistol from his back waist, suddenly resisted the man's forehead and shot at close range.

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The man's brain splashed on the ground with a gunshot.

The violent gunfire and the bloody scene temporarily shocked the three people around him with machetes.

He rolled on the ground to avoid the attack points of several people, and then raised his hand to shoot continuously, shaking the three people out one after another.

But before he could stand up, a group of people in black with machetes poured out from behind the truck.

After a greeting, the machete hit Bian Yong's head.

He can only keep rolling back. At the same time, the trigger in his hand is constantly pulled down, knocking down the nearest people one after another.

But soon, he clattered and hit the Rolls Royce body.

At the same time, the pistol he was carrying just kept pulling, but it couldn't make a sound - there were no bullets.

"Go to hell!" seven or eight people roared out at the same time, and the machete in their hands cut off Bian Yong's forehead.

There was nowhere to escape. Bian Yong was a little desperate. Finally, he came to the end.

However, be worthy of your heart and die without regret.

With Xiao Yan these years, it's so fucking cool. After working hard for so long, it's worth your life.

But just as he was about to close his eyes, a rapid sound came from the highway.

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This is the sound produced by the violent driving of motorcycles, but it is not from the direction of Baiyun City, but from Dongjiang city.

Because if you come on the way, you've been blocked up, even motorcycles can't get through.

If you want to come over, you can only go retrograde. After all, there was no intentional traffic jam at the scene of the accident, but there was still a gap.

After flashing a few nail boards, the sound of lightning came not far from Rolls Royce and the truck, but also in front of the group of people.

From Bian Yong being cut down, to hearing the sound, and then to the appearance of the three cars, the speed is only a few seconds.

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But just a few seconds later, a burst of dense gunfire sounded, followed by three red figures from far to near.

Three or two red and black Harley Davidson, with three women wearing fire red leather clothes, red helmets and even red leather boots.

They each had a carbine in their hands and pulled the trigger as they sped over.

Almost when those people were about to cut Bian Yong's head, the bullet passed through the people in black and swept them to the ground one by one.

Bian Yong was stunned, pushed away the man in black who was pressed on him, and then picked up a machete, turned his hand and turned over a man in black who hid in a dead corner to avoid shooting.

The three women riding motorcycles were hot, bold, full of enthusiasm and temptation.

However, the carbines in their hands kept blowing the flames and sweeping groups of people to the ground.

This sudden change stunned many people. Some of the people in black retreated and some moved forward, and suddenly became a mess.

The three beauties hit the steering wheel in the direction of the truck, clicked on the parking bar, came down from above and aimed at those people who were in a mess.

At the same time, Ji Wuyue's side also quickly poured into a group of people.

They were a little afraid of the witch. They didn't dare to get too close, and gradually formed a fan to surround them.

But Ji Wuyue had no fighting power. She propped up her body hard, but she felt as if she were scattered.

The harder you work, the harder it is to get up.

Gradually, these black swordsmen also found this situation.

They slowly relaxed, finally looked at each other, roared and rushed up.

Seven or eight knives greeted Ji Wuyue first.

They would rather rape corpses. This woman is too dangerous.

But at this time, a figure suddenly fell in the air. After a loud bang, a person appeared in front of Ji Wuyue, which was also in front of the black swordsmen.

"My people, you dare to move. It's really boring." the voice from Jiuyou sounded slowly from the roar of the man in front.

As soon as they looked up, they all looked at the man.

After seeing it clearly, almost everyone stepped back at the same time. Some even fell to the ground.

"You... Are you a man or a ghost?"

"Can't you move?"

"It's true that he can be reborn and he can't die!"

"Shit, I've been cheated again. I'm dying."

"Did you jump off the cliff? You didn't fall to death. You must not be hurt."

A group of people stared at the man in front of them.

A straight white tunic looked a little bleak in the wind, but this bleak became cold ice in the hearts of black swordsmen.

The man who suddenly appeared was Xiao Yan.

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