Bang -

this is the first time that MI Su has been used since he practiced Taekwondo.

She stood back to back with Rong Shiyao, watching dozens of big men in black come down from the following cars.

Judging from their momentum of extermination, it is clear that they are not easy to deal with.

In their hands, they were holding knives.

The night light fell on the knife, reflecting the white and cold edge.

Mi Su was shocked.

Is that what he had to face before?

Around surging killing, with the wind blowing, blowing rice crisp body every inch of the skin with Pan pain.

She looked at Rong Shiyao's handsome face, and all her surprise and fear disappeared when she saw the cold light in his eyes.

She's not afraid of anything with him.

All of a sudden, MI Su felt his little hand wrapped in the cold palm.

He held rice Crisp's hand tightly, and his eyes were full of fierce momentum when facing the dozens of people who suddenly appeared.

However, when he looked at the rice crisp, the emotion in his eyes suddenly turned into tenderness.

He asked, "are you afraid?"

Rice crisp hook lips, eyes firm flash, "you say?"

If she's afraid, she won't provoke him, and she won't recognize him all her life.

She had known what kind of person she was in love with, and she had expected a lot of dangerous situations. Now what she had to face and deal with was just to gradually integrate into his life.

Rong Shiyao has enough to deal with these people, so he doesn't want Mi Su to interfere. He just keeps her behind him. "After a while, you'll dodge to one side."

Mi Su held his big palm and refused to be a turtle

She wants to be strong.

Just blindly learning is not enough. If you want to be strong, you must achieve the goal step by step in practice.

Rong Shiyao is very clear that she can ensure the safety of rice crisp, so even if she refuses his words, she is not angry, but the corners of her lips are cold and evil. "Well, it's like practicing for you."

Do you practice?

Rice Crisp's heart beats like thunder.

Practice hands Let's practice.

She subdued the hidden counsels.

The big men around automatically form a dense circle. They can't even penetrate the night wind. They are getting closer and closer

Rong Shiyao's eyes flashed. He quickly found a breakthrough in this group of people. He covered the rice crisp behind him with his tall and strong body. His action was as sharp as lightning. He didn't give the other side room to fight back.

In a flash, the weapon in the other party's hand fell into Rong Shiyao's hand.

Under the light of night, the blood on the knife is grotesque and gloomy.

Rong Shiyao held the knife in his hand, pulled the rice crisp, and put it into her palm. His beautiful face was evil. "Take it."

“……”

Mi Su holds the knife in his hand.

The temperature of rongshiyao remains in the position of the handle.

Hold the handle of the knife tightly.

Mi Su looked at the blood on the knife.

The first time I touched blood, I was still Acacia, on the yacht.

The absence in her eyes dispersed, leaving a clear and firm, vigilant looking at the group of people who attacked again.

When Rong Shiyao protects her behind, MI Su makes up her mind.

Protecting him is not just talking.

Rong Shiyao concentrates on dealing with the enemy in front of him, but he can't deal with the enemy behind him. Everyone can see that Rong Shiyao's weakness lies in MISHU. MISHU is also the weakest and the weakest one in the field.

As a result, many people put their ideas on rice cake.

Mi Su clenched the knife in his hand and felt the group's intention to attack him and threaten Rong Shiyao with himself. He recalled all kinds of things that had happened on the yacht.

At that time, she was much more powerless than she is now.

After a year of training, coupled with the recent guidance of Rong Shiyao, MI Su also has confidence.

What are you afraid of?

If you can't fight, there is Rong Shiyao to protect himself.

I watched the other side's knife cut towards me, and the position was aimed at my right hand. At the moment when the rice crisp cut on the face of the knife, the hand holding the knife raised to block the attack!

Obviously, the other side didn't expect that MI Su had the ability to resist, so they split up.

But rice crisp then grasps this distraction opportunity, the arm opens the other party's attack, grasps the broken blade to cut a knife on its arm!

Blood, overflow.

Mi Su clearly saw that the other party's clothes were scratched, and the cloth was wet with blood. She also saw that inside the broken clothes, there was the other party's dark complexion, and her knife cut.It's deep!

The blood overflowed, but it couldn't stop.

Rong Shiyao, while coping with the constant attacks, looked at the rice crisp with appreciation. "It's worthy of my wife, and it's worthy of being taught by me."

“……”

With Rong Shiyao's encouragement, MI Su's confusion disappeared.

He is her reassurance.

Even if faced with the choice of life and death, as long as he is there, she will be able to find her reason in the shortest time.

And when the rice crisp reacts, another person attacks her.

With hands-on experience, MI Su is more calm this time. She uses what she has learned flexibly and chooses the most tricky and time-saving method in the shortest time, causing serious injury to her opponent.

She can't hurt people's lives, but every knife can make it hurt, no resistance.

Rong Shiyao didn't kill him either.

At this time, he was only Rong Shiyao, not Rong Jinchu.

All the behaviors he showed were separated from the shadow of the original introduction Jinchu and became a new person.

As if, he is only Rong Shiyao now.

Suddenly attacked, it is difficult for him not to think that all this is aimed at him.

After all, missu didn't offend anyone.

The most remarkable thing about her is that she used to be Rong Jinchu's favorite, inheriting everything that Rong Jinchu left behind.

Two people cooperate tacit understanding, the rice crisp first personally fights, actually obtained the very big harvest.

Looking at a group of people lying on the ground panting, can no longer get up to attack, in addition to the horror of such bloody violence, rice crisp gives birth to a sense of self recognition.

She can protect the people she likes.

Half of the people here are beaten by rice crisp.

In her hand, she was still holding the knife that Rong Shiyao had snatched for her. At this moment, there was more blood on the knife than before.

She even smelled the smell of blood in the air!

Rong Shiyao saw that her little face was stained with blood. When he noticed her tense expression, he gave her a healing smile, and took her hand holding the knife, and took the knife tightly

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