There was once a naked woman lying on my bed, but I had nothing. I regretted it when it was time to pick up the gun and mount the horse. The most painful thing in the world is this. If you can give me a chance to do it again, I will follow

The woman said that I couldn't do it. If I had to add a time limit to this love, I hope it would be one second. Hu Jie now had no hope of a second and could only sigh while looking at the second letter.

Cackling! Hu Jie’s teeth grinded. He reached out and grabbed the gown and put it on. He turned around and sat aside and turned on the computer. There was a complete set of power supply equipment in the basement, and all kinds of supplies were quite abundant. Even though there was ruins outside, he could still surf the Internet here.

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The Hu family has developed to this day. Its heritage is not contained in this small villa in Siberia, but is diversified and scattered. The Hu family's villa has been repeatedly attacked and there are no reinforcements from any sect disciples. This is entirely because everyone has obtained the sect master in advance.

Order, even if the villa is destroyed, no reinforcements are needed, and those who make arbitrary decisions will be punished according to the rules.

The head of the family issued such an order simply to cover up the secret of the super power-enhancing instrument. Besides, there are two semi-sacred warriors here, so there is no need to worry. If a situation arises that even black and white cannot be solved, so will others in the sect.

It's a very simple reason to increase casualties. It's a pity that the head of the family was sent to Heaven shortly after issuing the order and had no time to issue a second order.

Hu Jie's fingers were tapping the keyboard quickly, and pieces of information appeared on the display screen. These were collected by the disciples of the sect through various channels. When pieced together, the information was relatively complete. Compared with many pieces of information,

The department is not bad at all. In today's information age, if the ancient martial arts sect cannot keep pace with the times, it will be eliminated by the long river of history.

A piece of information with blood-red fonts came into view. Hu Jie's eyes suddenly stopped. A blush appeared on his jade-like cheeks, extending upwards from both sides of his chin. In the blink of an eye, it covered his entire cheeks, and his shoulders began to tremble slightly.

Hu Fang, who was lying on the bed sulking, also realized that something was wrong with him. He temporarily put aside his depression and got up from the bed. He pinched a large pillow towel from the bedside and wrapped it around his waist, pinching the corners.

She walked to Hu Jie and sat down next to her. She couldn't help but be surprised when she glanced at the blood-red writing on the screen. It said that the sect owner was seriously injured and captured, and was imprisoned at the Binhai Airport... and finally returned.

Attached is the signature and time.

The owner of the door is naturally referring to Hu Shuo. The relationship between father and son has experienced a blowout since the last incident where Hu Jie was disfigured. All the barriers disappeared like the melting snow in spring. To him, this news is like a sunny day.

A thunderbolt shook his whole body, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips unconsciously. He squeezed the mouse hard with his palm, and snap! The mouse was crushed into pieces.

Hu Fang couldn't think anymore. She stretched out her arms and hugged Hu Jie's head, buried it deep in her chest, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be like this, everything will be fine. Let's go to the Heavenly Prison to guard the door now."

Brother Lord, rescue him...go now..."

A woman's arms are a peaceful haven for men. After a long time, Hu Jie, who was pressed on his chest, gradually calmed down. He put his arms around his aunt's elastic waist and said through gritted teeth: "Heaven's Hell, it must be the Chinese martial arts spirit that is behind this.

Attacking the Heavenly Prison requires a detailed plan. I heard that in addition to my father, there are also many strong men who were harmed by the Chinese martial arts. If they can be used by me, I will live. If not, let them accompany the guards of the Heavenly Prison.

Let's die together..."

Hu Fang's expression suddenly changed and she whispered: "As far as I know, many of the ancient warriors imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison have sects behind them, and their influence can affect the whole body. Once the news is leaked, I am afraid it will cause endless trouble."

Hu Jie suddenly raised his head, with two cold lights flashing in his bloodshot eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Trouble? As long as the plan is right, all the troubles will naturally be borne by the Chinese Martial Spirit, and he..." mentioned that he

Hu Jie's eyes were filled with red light, and the corners of his red eyes seemed to be bleeding.

A bloody storm was brewing thousands of miles away. Far away in Geneva, a man with a pigeon-toed figure was lying on the VIP carpet of the Wilson Hotel in Geneva. The smell of alcohol filled the room. Dozens of wine bottles were poured on the floor. In addition to Erguotou, there were

All kinds of cigarettes, alcohol, wine, cans of beer... In short, all the wine in the wine cabinets of the three hotel suites is here. Only his wife Miao Miaodan, who came with Guo Sangkun, is sitting aside and frowning and sighing. The crazy woman among men.

I understand, even if I stay with you day and night.

Qin Bing brought them the wine in the suite and went back to the room to rest early. Only the two brothers were left in the hall drinking and chatting, XO gargling, Remy Ma Tou eating soup, Erguotou playing the trumpet... and they were all filled with nonsense.

After going down, he finally fell on the carpet and made a pigeon-toed posture. Guo Sangkun stretched a foot with a strong smell of stinky tofu to Xu Qing's chin, which made him jump up and startle Miao Miaodan beside him.

Jump.

"Ah!" Xu Qing sneezed violently, wiped his nose with his hand, and said with a wry smile: "This smell is too strong, it is more effective than sobering soup." He drank a lot of wine, and had

I was a bit drunk, but the smell of stinky feet immediately refreshed me, and I looked like a normal person.

Miao Miao Dan looked at Xu Qing who had returned to normal with a surprised look on his face, and was secretly surprised. Oh my God! Can he do magic? I saw that he drank a lot just now. This is amazing... Guo Sangkun drank half a bottle in total.

Remy Martin and a bottle of Erguotou fell to the ground unconscious. The other empty bottles were Xu Qing's masterpiece, but now he was completely awake.

Xu Qing smiled and said: "I'm leaving first. If there is a good way for Brother Kun to sober up, a smart person like you should be able to think of it. Goodbye!" After saying this, the guy whistled and took small steps.

Guo Sangkun's son walked out of the door, leaving Miao Miaodan alone to experience the magic trick of sobering up. As a result, this smart woman took off Guo Sangkun's smelly socks and put a mask on him all night.

In the dead of night, Xu Qing, who was still a little drunk, did not go back to his room to rest. Instead, he walked to the shore of Lake Geneva not far from the hotel. The cool breeze blew from the lake with a slight fishy smell, blowing on the lake.

The look on his face made people feel relaxed and happy. He strolled along, enjoying the comfort with half-squinted eyes.

Bochi——

A huge sound of water came into his ears. Xu Qing opened his eyes and followed the sound. He saw a wave several meters high blooming on the lake a hundred meters away. In an instant, he saw several columnar lights throwing into the water. He saw

Several white motor-driven sailboats were gathered together in a semicircle, as if they were hunting something in the water. Was it a big fish? Just as they were surprised, another huge wave appeared on the lake, and the two sailboats were swept up.
Chapter completed!