The strongest special bodyguard

The eldest sister in front of her is not a starlet, but a real old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

What's more, the methods are quite vicious, even daring to tease her, these guys are really impatient.

Su Qixing frowned, and looked sideways at Huzi and the others.

"What did he mean when he just said it's his turn?"

"Well, that's right, they want to sleep with you."

Liu Mingdao.

"Yo, I'm still an innocent person, don't come here, do you really think we don't know about your tricks, and let me pretend to be innocent here, tell you, we are from the He family, if you don't want to cause trouble, You'd better follow us honestly, otherwise"

The gazes of the two men kept wandering over Li and Su Qixing, with a smile on their faces.

Huzi and Liu Ming closed their eyes at the same time, they didn't dare to see the end of these two idiots.

"blast."

Su Qixing yelled softly, and the little boy next to him came out as if knowing what he knew, and walked towards the two men.

"Why, do you think we won't do anything to him if we send a child over?"

Seeing Haifeng walking towards them, the two men showed a hint of sarcasm, one of them took a few steps forward slowly, raised his foot and kicked Haifeng's face.

"Skeleton stop!"

Just when the man named Skull was about to kick Gaifeng's face, there was a shout from the boulder behind him, and Skull paused, showing a look of displeasure on his face.

"Little brat, your fortune is good."

Then he turned around and looked at the boulder behind him. There stood a young man in his thirties, with a strong figure and piercing eyes. Behind him stood a dozen people, all dressed like skeletons.

"He Xiaoyu, what do you want to do every day, stop us from doing this and that all day long, do you know who you are and your identity?"

"It's because I know my identity that I stop you. You and I are members of the He family, and we represent the face of the He family outside. What do you think will make the He family look better by bullying a few young people?"

The man named He Xiaoyu at the boulder led his people forward and looked at the skeleton with a faint majesty in his tone.

"They ignore the prestige of the He family, shouldn't they be taught a lesson?"

Facing He Xiaoyu, Skeleton was somewhat lacking in confidence, but he was still unconvinced.

"When did the He family's prestige come from bullying a few children, and your poisonous arrow, don't think I don't know what you are thinking, just be honest and monitor the mountain, if those people escape, You know the old master’s methods very well.”

When He Xiaoyu mentioned the old Patriarch, Skull and another black-clothed man named Poison Arrow couldn't help but shudder. Obviously, He Xiangdong's methods made them feel lingering fear.

"I know, uh...!"

The skeleton's tone was a little impatient, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and looked down again, and a delicate and small palm pierced his chest from bottom to top. Holding onto a beating heart.

The skeleton slowly wanted to turn his head to see who killed him, but he had no chance. In this way, the team of sixteen lost one person in just a few seconds.

The rest of the people were frightened by this terrifying scene and retreated one after another, while He Xiaoyu's face changed and he rushed towards the skeleton.

Standing not far from the skeleton, he saw clearly that the person who killed him just now was the child. The strength of the skeleton was not bad, and he could kill it silently, and he took out his heart with his hands. This level of strength is definitely not for ordinary people, and it is absolutely impossible for a child under ten years old to do it.

Is it a dwarf? !

He Xiaoyu put his conjectures behind him, regardless of whether the opponent is a dwarf or not, when he stopped the skeleton, he had already shown that they would not conflict with the opponent, but the opponent didn't appreciate it, and shot and killed the skeleton instead. If you have principles, you won't let the other person leave.

Since you act first, it is tantamount to declaring war on the He family. In this way, we are not bullying the small with the big.

He Xiaoyu dodged behind the skeleton, and found that the child was still standing there, and the hand that passed through the skeleton's body had not been withdrawn.

hateful!

Although He Xiaoyu was dissatisfied with some things that the skeleton had done, but no matter what, the other party was still a member of the He family, and he was his subordinate. He died so inexplicably in the hands of the other party, which made He Xiaoyu very angry.

His hands were stretched out to the sides of his waist, where there were two iron rulers, which were weapons handed down from their family. Although his surname was also He, he was not from the He family in Donghang, but from the Chen Liuren family. Martial Arts Iron Ruler Nine Styles.

Iron ruler, also known as "pen holder fork", is shaped like a cylinder, a round corrugated, or a ruler. At the waist, one is usually held in each hand, so it is also called "double iron ruler".

The middle handle has hexagonal prism, octagonal prism and cylindrical shape, the round head with acupoints on the head and the pointed head with stabbing. Can be held upright or backward. The side branches are mostly used to block the opponent's weapons when blocking, so they have a greater advantage against swords or longer weapons.

To put it simply, it is similar to the two forks of Raphael in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. It is also called ninja dagger in country R, ​​but it is actually the name after it was introduced to country R in ancient China.

The iron ruler trains Qi internally and strength externally, taking the lead with intention, using Qi to promote strength, combining strength and softness, exerting vigor and courage, and imposing momentum; both offensive and defensive, steady footwork, avoiding the real and attacking the weak, turning the hands at will, and the method comes from the hands; Freedom of advance and retreat, simple and changeable, requires the integration of hands, eyes, body, method, steps, spirit and strength.

And He Xiaoyu has been practicing the family iron ruler since he was five years old. It has been 30 years. Although he can't say he has reached the pinnacle, his strength is not bad. He himself is also one of He Xiangdong's favorite masters. This time I personally brought sixteen people here to wait for them, but I didn't expect them to be killed by a child instead.

This made He Xiaoyu unbearable, two iron rulers appeared in his hands, one smashed at the little boy fiercely, and the other supported him from the side, as long as the child wanted to avoid it, the iron ruler next to him would knock him out Chill out.

But what He Xiaoyu didn't expect was that instead of avoiding, the other party looked at him instead. Those eyes that should have been full of childlike innocence were nothing but cold, like a robot, without a trace of emotion.

He Xiaoyu had lived for more than thirty years, and this was the first time he saw such a strange thing, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and the iron ruler he swept out was half a beat too slow.