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Three hundred and fortieth chapters come come

Lin Hao had indeed thought about the car with Leng Yuehan, and more than once, facing a cold, beautiful, sexy and hot woman, if he had no idea, would he still be a man? But he was just thinking about it.

Although Leng Yuehan has more or less meaning to him, he is even more sure that she will never be willing to disperse her skills and xxoo for this purpose.

Since that's the case, if you want to share the joy of fish and water with her, I'm afraid... it's definitely definitely a dream. Even if your heart hurts more, it's still so strong. Even if your body is colder, it's like a cold wind!

"Ga!" The brakes were urgently braked, causing Lin Hao, who was unprepared and not wearing a seat belt, to lean forward inertia, and his messy thoughts stopped. He looked forward and found that a purple-red Porsche Cayenne in front of him was unknown for some reason. Suddenly, the brake lights were on, and the whole car stopped urgently, causing Leng Yuehan to brake urgently.

At the beginning, both of them thought that the Cayenne was unintentional, and that they would step on the brakes if there was any situation in front or if the Xiangjiang foot was in trouble. And after stopping for a while, they immediately drove forward.

But when Leng Yuehan also started again and made sufficient power to pass from the left, the car rushed to the left without warning, blocking the overtaking lane.

The Cherokee's speed was stagnant, and Leng Yuehan, who reacted very quickly, quickly turned the direction and drove to the right. Who knew that the car also followed the right and blocked the way again.

It's like this once, it's like this twice, it's like this three times. The Cayenne in front is not biased and slow, always blocking Cherokee's way.

It is intentional, absolutely intentional, this is a provocation, a pure provocation. Even a blind man can see it!

Leng Yuehan suddenly said in a deep voice: "Click the seat belt!"

Seeing that her face, which had never been expressionless, became even more expressionless, Lin Hao knew that this woman was about to be so angry, so he quickly pulled down the seat belt buckle.

"Bang!" As soon as the seat belt was buckled, a loud noise came from the front of the car.

Leng Yuehan ignored it and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and Cherokee hit the Cayenne in front.

The Cayenne, who was swelling with anus, seemed to be in great pain, and it bounced far away out of control and almost hit the isolation belt on the side.

However, even so, Leng Yuehan, who was annoyed, still refused to give up. The car stopped slightly, and once again used enough power, and slammed towards the Cayenne parked in front of him.

"Bang!" Another loud noise, the Cayenne was knocked and turned two consecutive times, almost turning over, and the rear of the car was seriously deformed.

After hitting the other party twice in a row, Leng Yuehan seemed to be a little angry and pushed open the car door and walked down. Seeing this, Lin Hao quickly untied his safety belt and walked down.

When they both got off the car, the guy who drove the Cayenne also came down.

What surprised Lin Hao was that the driver who drove a purple-red cayenne and took the initiative to provoke was not a naughty young man in his early twenties, but a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing beige Tang suit and a mustache, looking old and scrupulous.

Seeing this person clearly, Lin Hao felt something was wrong. At such an old age, it is no exaggeration to say that half of his foot had already started to step into the coffin village. Why did he still do such a boring behavior?

Sure enough, his thoughts did not stop. The middle-aged man had suddenly rushed towards him. Before he could approach, his hand suddenly raised, and countless silver needles as thin as cow hair were like cold stars in the sky, covering him.

The silver needle came quickly and densely, and it was impossible to avoid it. In the crisis, Lin Hao didn't care about his demeanor or demeanor. He rushed to the side as if he was slapping twelve yards. After landing, he rolled several times, barely avoiding this deadly move of the Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers.

When he got up in a mess, the sound of fighting had already sounded. Leng Yuehan, who had reacted very quickly, not only avoided the silver needles, but also fought with the middle-aged man.

In the blink of an eye, both of them took out the guys, killing them hard to distinguish.

The middle-aged man used a folding fan that suited his outfit and temperament. He made a sound between opening and closing. Each hit was a big hole in the human body, which was vicious and fatal.

Leng Yuehan used her signature sharp knife, and the sound of the blade breaking through the air whirring. Wherever the cold light was approaching, it could always block the killing moves of middle-aged men.

The sound of "choking" metallic attacks kept ringing in the scene. Between the knife and the fan, the sputtering sparks could be vaguely seen. This shows that the folding fan in the hands of a middle-aged man is absolutely extraordinary, at least... it is not made of wood, and his skills are not ordinary, otherwise it would not be able to stop Leng Yuehan's sharp knife that is hard to break.

At the beginning, Lin Hao wanted to pounce on him to help, but when he looked carefully, he found that Leng Yuehan was calm and at ease when he saw the move, and even teased the man to play. He gave up the idea and watched the battle with his arms around him.

The two of them fought quickly, and their body changes were so fast that they were dazzling that they couldn't see clearly their attacks. In just a moment, the two fought countless moves!

Not long after, the middle-aged man had finished using a set of family-born acupoints, but he still couldn't get any advantage from Leng Yuehan. This situation had never happened before, so the more he hit, the more he became colder he felt. Finally, he gritted his teeth and used the seven acupoints that he never used easily.

"Hoho" The folding fan is retracted and magnificent fan flowers bloom in the air, just like the cold plum blossoms blooming in winter, floating all over the sky. In this beautiful scenery, seven cold lights attack the seven major acupoints on Leng Yuehan's body with a life-threatening momentum!

"It's choking, it's choking!" With seven sounds, the sharp knife blocked the folding fan seven times, and the middle-aged man's romantic killer move was lost.

Looking at the girl who was less than half of her age in front of me, the middle-aged man felt a sense of frustration and aging. Sure enough, the waves of the Yangtze River pushed the waves of the previous waves, and the waves were even more powerful than the waves of the generations!

Seeing that the middle-aged man used his tricks, he had no new ideas and his moves began to get older.

Leng Yuehan lost the freshness and had no intention of playing with him anymore. The sharp knife in his hand tightened, turning the defense into an offense, ready to cut him under the knife!

Leng Yuehan's sword technique is vicious and ruthless. Her personality is even more ruthless than her sword technique. So if she doesn't take action, she will definitely be a killer move without any room for action.

The cold light suddenly lit up in front of the middle-aged man, and a blade was swung from bottom to top. Before the knife could be reached, the sword energy had already hit hard, carrying a destructive and invincible momentum.

The middle-aged man knew that this knife was extraordinary and did not dare to be negligent. He hurriedly used all his strength and raised the folding fan to block it.

A crisp sound of "choke!" blocked the sharp knife!

Although the middle-aged man felt his whole arm was numb and the folding fan almost flew out, he finally blocked the knife. However, before he could be happy, the folding fan suddenly lightened and the sharp knife on it suddenly disappeared.

The cold light reappeared and it had already reached the chest strangely.

The middle-aged man felt cold in his heart and was flickering and retreating, but a long hole was still cut by a sharp blade in his chest.

The scorching sting immediately spread from the chest to the whole body. The middle-aged man was angry and afraid, and he lost all his fighting spirit. He covered his chest with one hand and opened the folding fan with the other hand, and pressed the hidden mechanism in the fan.

With a light sound of "Meet!", twelve silver needles shot out from the twelve fan bones at the same time, and shot towards Leng Yuehan.

This move came suddenly. Leng Yuehan, who was about to kill again, hurriedly retreated, and then dodged and wanted to pounce forward, but before he moved, he heard the sound of "Cong", and the folding fan actually shot another wave of silver needles.

Leng Yuehan had no choice but to retreat, preparing to avoid his edge and then take his life. However, when she retreated, the middle-aged man also retreated. Not only did he retreat faster, but he also shot out the silver needle while retreating.

In a few blinks, his figure crawled into the Cayenne again, then quickly started the car and drove forward.

Leng Yuehan was unwilling to be escaped by him, so she wanted to fly up and pull him out of the car. But she ran two steps and the middle-aged man who had already gotten into the car suddenly stretched out his hand, but this time she was holding a folding fan, but a gun.

The gunshots of "Bang! Bang! Bang!" were heard, and bullets shot towards this side.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Hao rushed to the ground and pushed Leng Yuehan to the ground. He held her and rolled on the ground several times. He hid on the side of Cherokee, pressed her to the ground in a man and a woman's posture, and also avoided the deadly shots.

When Lin Hao calmed down and poked his head out to look around, the Cayenne had already driven away!

After taking a breath, Lin Hao quickly touched Leng Yuehan's body, trying to confirm whether she was injured.

Leng Yuehan felt uncomfortable all over by his touch, and her face became hot. She hurriedly grabbed his hand and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lin Hao said: "I want to see if you are injured. The tips of that guy's silver needle are all black, and they are obviously soaked in venom."

Leng Yuehan said disdainfully: "Can he hurt me even with his little tricks?"

Lin Hao said: "Be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship!"

Seeing that he wanted to touch him, Leng Yuehan shouted, "It's enough, I say I'm not hurt."

Lin Hao had no choice but to stop, but still saw her glaring at him coldly, and couldn't help asking: "What are you looking at me?"

Leng Yuehan asked expressionlessly: "Is it great to suppress me like this?"

Lin Hao lowered his eyes and then realized that he was still pressing her under his body, and his legs were spreading apart. One of his own and one of hers was tightly slit up together. He couldn't help but smile and said, "It's really great!"

Leng Yuehan's eyes became cold and murderous aura began to emit.

Lin Hao felt a little nervous. He didn't dare to take advantage of him anymore, so he quickly got up from her.

When she saw her getting up, her body was covered with dust, Lin Hao reached out to pat her clean.

Leng Yuehan originally wanted to brush away his claw, but in the end he did nothing. He just asked angrily: "You are a dead person, won't you help me stop him?"

Lin Hao spread his hands and said, "You can't even stop him, can I stop him?"

"You..." Leng Yuehan was so angry, "Then you should do something, right?"

Lin Hao said: "I did it!"

Leng Yuehan recalled carefully. It seemed that just now, he did take a stone or something and smash it on the Cayenne. But what's the use?

Seeing that she was still depressed, Lin Hao smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, he can escape from the monk, but he can't escape from the temple."

Seeing that he was confident in his words, Leng Yuehan felt a little confused, but he was too lazy to ask.

When the two were about to get in the car again, Lin Hao couldn't help but sigh when he saw the Cherokee, whose front of the car had been deformed, "I'm afraid it will take a lot of money to repair it!"

Leng Yuehan felt angry, and then said in a muffled voice: "No matter how safe he is, he has insurance anyway, the car is not mine anyway!"

Lin Hao was sweating wildly and swearing in his heart that he could lend the car to anyone in the future, and he would never lend it to an irresponsible female driver like Leng Yuehan.
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