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Chapter 16 The Killer Begs to Die(1/2)

Chapter 16

A good racecourse has become a bunch of fire in the fire. The explosion in the field is just the beginning, followed by the raising field, the track, and the sound of explosion.

"Cracking"

Flowing the smoke, the sky sounded.

If the noodles of the rouge tiger are shabby, hold the hands tightly, and the ten fingers should pinch bleeding.

This racetrack is her industry. For the first time in recent years, someone dared to start directly to her.

The Rouge Tiger looked at his industry into ashes, and his grievances rushed into his heart.

"careful!"

Long Wu pushed her, and then the two of them stunned to the ground.

"Bang." The bullet passed through the place where the two had just fired just now

The tempered glazed on the balcony in front of the two was beaten like a spider web.

Rouge Tiger squatted on the ground, just like a tiger who was waiting for the opportunity. Xingmu looked around for a while, but could not see where the other party was.

She thought about the results slightly.

No one nearby, so the sound of just now came from the blocking gun.

Someone shoots themselves at a commanding height.

With the topographic advantage, the man lurked in the dark.

After the test of blood and fire, each master has a sense of crisis. The rouge tiger is no exception. He fell to the ground quickly. Then he got up and fell to the ground again.

The dense bullets swept around her, and her body quickly made various reactions. Her eyes signaled that Aaron, the opposite side, to find the direction of the rifle.

After a period of calculation, she found that the blocking gun was in front of herself, which was forty degrees clockwise.

The Rouge Tiger aimed at the peaks outside the distance, and a murderous intention was poured out.

The rouge tiger has been there before, and I am familiar with the path.

Take out the pistol, hold it tightly, and rush forward like crazy.

Swing, the dense bullet hit the soil around her, and the flying dust made her unable to open her eyes.

Some bullets pass through the head, some pass by the skin, and every step is on the edge of the raw and column. She dare not take it lightly.

Fortunately, the Rouge Tiger avoided the firepower to the hillside. In the lush woods, the breeze passed, and the rustling sounded, but the sound of gunfire stopped, like the rain of mountains, the wind was full of the building, making people's heart tighten the heart, which made people's hearts tighter.

Tight.

Rouge Tiger condensed.

"His." A knife pierced from behind.

The blade did not respond until the back of the caring tiger. She didn't look at each other. She kicked it back with her legs.

With the support of gravity, a horse fell to the ground, and then held her legs with a pair of iron tongs.

Rouge Tiger's other legs kick back.

As if kicking on the iron plate, there was a big pain from the feet.

The man behind him made a beast -like laugh.

"Oh."

From her legs, the pain of heartbreaking and lungs made her look up at the opponent in front of her.

This person is about 1.9 meters tall, his shoulders are wide, his waist is very thick, and he is wearing a sportswear with a hat along a hat. He looks at himself with his arm barely. The killing intention on the face is too obvious.

The rouge tiger moved a sour legs and swept away with one leg.

The man waved his arms and hit his arms, which was a bit similar to Muay Thai, and he saw it with a fierce force.

Outside the arm, the trees were squeaked.

This person's strength is really terrifying, and the Rouge Tiger dare not fight hard.

With the flexibility of the body, you fight with the other party and wait for the opportunity to find the flaws.

The person's high legs are long, and from time to time, your legs are kicked with a tricky angle, a side kick, and a continuous attack. There is no time to give the rouge tiger any breathing.

The rouge tiger was more and more shocked. He was dominated by Huaxia Kung Fu and was mixed with Jiu -Jitsu. At this time, he couldn't fight for a long time. In addition, his racecourse was burned again and his heart was fired.

The man in the sportswear was playing with his hands, pinching his fist, rubbing his toes on the ground, flexing his knees, and then jumping up, kicking his knees to the chest of the Rouge Tiger.

It's like being torn.

This man used to practice iron boards and kicking stakes. The strength on his feet was not small. Even a giant had to be kicked, it was even more likely.

"Too weak."

The other party's words cut into her chest like a sharp blade. She was a strong person. The other party said that she could endure it. She stood up again, her left leg, and her right leg swept to the opponent's head.

The man wearing a sportswear seemed to be settled, and when the rouge tiger's legs got on his face, he stretched out his hand.

Slap. Blocking a blow. The Rouge Tiger did not expect that the man's strength was so strong.

Instead, my hand is a bit numb.

Rouge is launching the next attack, and the opponent has attacked ..

The continuous sweeping, blinking.

.

A burst of gusts came from the ear.

The Rouge Tiger was kicked to the ground, supported the ground with his left hand, and slowly climbed up.

Bang, was kicked to the ground again, and spit out a blood in her mouth.

Then he kicked her waist.

Bang.

This time, the rouge tiger no longer has the strength and can't stand up.

The man hugged the waist of the Rouge Tiger and wanted to catch it alive.

However, at this time, the mutation protruded, and the rouge tiger, which was so painful, pierced a knife from the waist.

His. The man in black was stabbed with a knife, so he was so angry that his face was green.

Bang.

The rouge tiger was so painful.

The black man on his head was unwilling, and he was preparing to step on the Rouge Tiger's face.

You can see a wave of waves on this woman's chest, and I can't help but want to see what kind of face is the mask? After the hand was unveiled, the man in black did not see the imagination.

The face of a knife was wounded and full of plain face, without painting makeup, Bai Jingzhong had a touch of pink face.

The lips are like a little bit, the sharp Qiong Yao nose, her face is rounded, and her eyes are unwilling and angry.

The man in black moved his chest from his face. The fight just now made the woman's skirt wrinkle, tearing part of it, to cover up, but it was a bit spring.

Seeing that the beautiful body is in front of himself, the killing of the man in black weakened, and the heart came out.

If you can come with such a woman once, you will not be afraid to be a ghost.

He torn the rouge tiger's clothes hard.

His sound. The rouge tiger opened his eyes fiercely and yelled: "Do you dare?"

"Haha, the little girl are you talking about the jokes, I don't even be afraid of killing, but I'm afraid of doing this. Are you a child." People in black said in jerky English.

At this time, the rouge tiger under the mask changed the strong posture, but became a weak woman.

This is the first time that someone has torn her mask. She has humiliation and unwillingness.

Looking at the man who was tearing her clothes apart, she wanted to bite him to death. But she didn't have the strength and wanted to shout loudly, but as proud as she was, how could she stand up if someone saw this embarrassing scene.

And Aaron and him split up and ran off to who knows where?

Hiss.

Her top was ripped open to reveal sexy black lingerie.

Her face immediately turned red and she cursed loudly: "Let me go, or I will bite my tongue and kill myself."

"Hey, even if you commit suicide, you will still be my plaything." The man in black had an ugly smile on his face, looking at the woman's mouth and clicking her tongue as if appreciating a piece of art.

"You..." Yan Zhihu gritted his teeth. At this moment, he was no longer the strong woman. Tears fell silently, but the bad guy next to him remained indifferent. He hugged her and ran into a forest.

"Beast, put down my woman." Suddenly someone blocked the road ahead.

The man in black frowned and saw a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old standing in front of him. He looked weak and his thighs were not as thick as his arms.

"Just you?" The man in black showed a ferocious expression.

When Yan Zhihu saw the visitor, he was both surprised and ashamed. He wished he could find a hole in the ground and burrow down.
To be continued...
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