At a distance of five meters, the figure actually arrived in a flash. In the air, it turned into a fist and blew it out with a casual blow. Before the guardian dog could bite it, the fist wind had already swept, blowing the guardian dog's hair to fly.

The sixth sense of the mountain guard dog was amazing. Danger came. Mr. Jingzhao, for a moment, abandoned Xiaobai and avoided it.

The figure couldn't hit him, and did not chase him. He picked up Xiaobai, grabbed the little guy with one hand, stomped his big foot on the ground, pulled the archer on his back, avoided Xu Hongxin's fist, squirted his spine, and his body rushed back more than ten meters in an instant, and reached the side of the little girl.

As soon as the figure settled, his right leg raised high, but when he heard a stinging sound, a leg whip accurately and accurately whipped the bald young man who had already reached the point where he had already rushed over.

This bald young man was the man who had used a gesture to escape quietly, sneaked over the other railing, and was about to attack the little girl.

But the bald young man was beaten by Xue Xiang's leg whip. Without screaming, he lost consciousness. His body burst into blood mist, and his whole body was like a broken sack, flying backwards six or seven meters. During this period, he didn't know how many tables, chairs and benches were knocked over. The blood in the air even sprinkled a long red line.

"Long guy!"

"Stupid brat!"

A bunny moves up and down, but in a second, when the figure settled and saw clearly, the little guy and the little girl screamed in surprise, their eyes full of surprise.

Who else was there except Xue Laosan? He was downstairs before, waiting for the welcome officer to call and report, while looking up at the magnificent building of the building. However, Fang Yi concentrated his mind and heard the little guy's shouts. Later, he heard Xiaobai's roar.

When he heard this, he was almost shocked and didn't care much about it. He first staged a Spider-Man-style climbing stairs, a fourteen-story tower, which took only five seconds.

When Fang turned upstairs, he saw the thrilling scene. He ignored it and smashed it out with one punch, and rescued Xiaobai at a dangerous and dangerous moment.

But the little guy saw Xue Xiang clearly, and his eyes emitted light and instantly dissipated. Suddenly, he cried loudly.

To Xue Xiang, the little guy's tears have always been a nuclear bomb.

At this moment, he cried like this. It was like a hundred thousand nuclear bombs exploded at the same time, making Xue Xiang dizzy and shocked him so much that he didn't even have time to comfort the little girl. He just hugged the little guy and couldn't stop comforting him.

But who knew that the more comforted the little guy cried, he became more and more violently. After a while, he cried so hard that he was out of breath. He spit out his nose with snot bubbles.

I have to say that the little guy has never cried like this since he was ten years old.

The reason is that this time, it was the first time that the little guy had encountered a thrilling moment when he grew up so old. And this thrilling thing was not that the little guy was worried about what he would be, but that the little girl was hung on her neck and Xiaobai was soaked in blood.

All these kinds of situations were not something she had ever encountered. Every time Xue Xiang fought, he took care of her meticulously. Before taking action, he had to cover her eyes.

The most terrifying scene she had ever seen was that when Chen Kun robbed Xiaobai that day, he pushed her away on the ground.

But at this moment, it was clearly a separation from life and death. She could not bear it. Her spiritual world almost collapsed. She had to hold back and did not cry before. Now the guardian appeared, and she was full of grievances.

"Stop crying. Look at how brave Xiaobai is. After being injured so seriously, he didn't cry!"

Xue Xiang couldn't comfort him, so he had no choice but to change the topic and talk about the little one.

Sure enough, this trick was easy to use. When the little guy heard about Xiaobai, he stopped his tears, took Xiaobai from Xue Xiang's hand, stroked its hair dyed with blood, and rustled, and tears fell down like pearls with broken threads.

Xiaobai's injury looks amazing, but it is actually not serious, because the guardian dog is strong, and its strength lies in speed, strength and fangs, but its claws are no different from ordinary domestic dogs. This combination only breaks a single inch of the skin on Xiaobai's back, and the wound is not deep, but because Xiaobai's body is petite, her hair is pure white, and her blood is applied to it, as if it is dyed, it looks terrifying.

The little guy hugged Xiaobai, blew it and stroked its little head. Xiaobai seemed to feel pain at all, and he stretched out his bright little tongue and licked the back of the little guy's hand, as if he was talking about this little injury, which was nothing.

Xue Xiang took advantage of the little guy's silence and quickly pulled off a piece of shirt and wrapped Xiaobai's injured area.

At this time, the little guy finally stopped making a fuss. He hugged Xiaobai with one hand and hooked Xue Xiang's neck with the other. He suddenly pointed to the little girl on the side and said, "Let's guy, look at Sister Liu's neck!"

Finally, Xue Xiang's eyes were fixed on the scary wound, which was not very serious but shocking. In an instant, his brain was filled with blood. He felt that there were thousands of people beating drums in his eardrums, buzzing, and he seemed to be crazy.

Speaking of which, the moment he rushed upstairs, he just glanced at the formation in front of him. Seeing Xiaobai and the little guy falling into the opponent, the anger in his heart burned thousands of feet. At this moment, he saw the scars on the little girl's neck again. With his agility, he didn't know what was going on.

The old saying goes, if the dragon has reverse scales, it will be angry when it touches. At this moment, it is no longer the Qing Gang who touches Xue Xiang's reverse scales, but the picking sword is like shaveting fish, and then shaves his body.

At this moment, it’s a blessing that Xue Laosan has no hidden illness, otherwise, they might be able to die of anger.

"Boy, I'm fine, I'm fine, look, I'm fine!"

Seeing that Xue Laosan's face was red and his eyes were covered in blood, the little girl was frightened and hurriedly held his big hand and couldn't help comforting her.

The little guy was also frightened by Xue Xiang's sudden change of face. He kept pinching his neck with his little hand that hooked behind his neck!

Fortunately, Xue Laosan has strong qi and blood, strong muscles and bones, and this congestion will not make him lose his mind.

With a flash of eyes, he recovered. The blood on his face and eyes faded away. Suddenly, he reached out to touch the little girl's wound. When he was about to touch, he suddenly stopped, "Does it hurt?" His eyes were full of tenderness, so thick that it could not melt.

"Damn it, where did you jump out of the bad guy? I think I'm the air!"

Just as Xue Laosan spoke tenderly, someone from the Qing Gang finally couldn't stand it anymore, and it was Xu Hongxin who was yelling.

If everyone in the Qing Gang was quiet and did not speak out for a minute, it was not only because Xue Laosan's appearance was too abrupt, but also because Xue Laosan's skills were amazing just now. Many practitioners of the Qing Gang were here. Xue Laosan's skills were astonishing as thunder and as powerful as thunder, and everyone could see that they were strange.

Everyone was surprised and guessing the identity of the boy with a scattered head and clothes.

Xu Hongxin interrupted at this time because he failed to capture Xiaobai with one move, and he did not touch Xue Xiang at one move. He was extremely angry. Although he estimated that Xue Xiang was very capable, he thought he would not lose too much when he fought head-on, let alone the elites of the No. 30 and 40 of the Qing Gang were here. There were many of them holding guns, and they didn't believe that Xue Xiang could make a single horse capable of making a big fuss.

Xu Hongxin shouted and finally pulled Xue Xiang's attention. However, he ignored Xu Hongxin at all and touched the little guy's head, "Tell me, who has bullied you?"

"He, that bad guy in a torn coat, tripped me with his feet, pinched my neck, and threw me into a stutter!" The little guy pointed at Zhang Wenbo and said with a pout.

When Xue Xiang heard this, her face was neither surprised nor happy, and her eyes were cold. She narrowed her eyes lightly on Zhang Wenbo, hugged the little guy, and walked slowly like a walk. Suddenly, the little girl gently pulled him, and Xue Xiang patted her jade hand, "It's okay, I'm in the middle, no one can get through, see me vent your anger!" After that, he took another step, walking very slowly.

But it was said that Xue Laosan was so arrogant that he aroused public anger in an instant.

Although the Qing Gang members were amazed at his skills just now, they were all people who were licking blood from the knife. They were already bold and bold. In addition, dozens of masters gathered together and had firearms hidden. Who would be afraid of a martial artist?

Immediately, everyone else started to clamor. Seven or eight famous gangs rushed forward while scolding. Obviously, they wanted to show off their skills in front of the big bosses.

Xue Laosan held the little guy, but he didn't even look at these guys, and he still walked slowly, which made many people think that Xue Laosan was crazy and came to die.

Only Xu Hongxin saw something was wrong, reached into his purse, poked out two steel darts, and held them in his hand.

"I said, are you fucking scared? You've learned to crawl by turtles..."

The one Zhengxin, among the eight men in black who were lined up in a row, seemed unable to stand the depressing atmosphere and shouted loudly.

Clinking, before he could finish his words, Xue Laosan moved, his legs were arched, his spine was bent, and his right foot was stomped on the ground with a bang. With a bang, the floor under his feet cracked into countless pieces. In an instant, Xue Laosan's spine was straightened and shot himself out like an arrow.

As soon as he moved, a hurricane suddenly appeared in the field. Several floors were crushed by him. He was swept by his left foot and shot out like a flying sword. He was blocked by the seven people in front of him. His body was still rushing over before the "flying sword" was shot out. A fierce iron mountain bench directly flew out like a shell and hit Xu Hongxin, who was about to knock out the steel dart and was about to fire. He smashed him over and brought him the countdown.

For a moment, the Qingbang Group seemed to be plowed by Xue Xiang's bulldozer, with smoke and dust rolling, and people were on their backs and horses, and when everyone gathered again, they kept their eyes fixed.

Xue Laosan was completely unaware of it, and he retreated back to his original stomping feet. When he looked closely, Zhang Wenbo, who was closely guarded in the formation, was already firmly captured by Xue Laosan.

Wow!

Xue Xiang was really shocked by the leaping of dragons and tigers. The people in the Qing Gang were so stupid. There were also many of them who practiced national arts, and even had a very good hand in charge of the arsenal. But no one expected that there were people in this world who had such a skill to take away the designated targets as so many good people gathered together.
Chapter completed!