Fu Chuxuan walked forward silently for a few steps, then slowly faced the door of the Slaughterhouse and sat down. Hehuan Powder had extremely powerful medicinal properties. If Song Ziyang hadn't used the silver needle to protect her vitality, I'm afraid that now,
She may not even wake up.
At this time, there was not much strength left.
"Is this the medicine they gave you?" Song Ziyang narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly as he stood at the gate, looking at the Tiguan rushing towards them.
Fu Chuxuan glanced at him and nodded slightly.
Song Ziyang smiled: "Dare to chase my woman? It seems that they are impatient!"
Fu Chuxuan raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Who is your woman?"
Song Ziyang stared at her closely, suddenly showing a sunny smile, and said matter-of-factly: "Do you think that the woman I have touched will be touched by another man?"
When Fu Chuxuan thought of what happened just now, he felt his body tense up slightly, and that joyful feeling that he had never experienced before seemed to creep into his heart again.
This made her eyes burst out with terrifying murderous intent.
"I will kill you!" Fu Chuxuan replied coldly. There was no gnashing of teeth and resentment, but just a calm iceberg-like indifference and determination that made people change their expressions.
Song Ziyang laughed: "Okay, if I die, you can follow whoever you like!"
After saying that, he turned around and stood at the gate, his body as straight as a gun, blocking Fu Chuxuan who was not far behind him.
Fu Chuxuan stared at his back, a moving light flashed in his eyes.
This was the first time she had seen such a domineering and arrogant man. To be honest, this was a man who could make any girl's heart flutter. At least, he could bring her a strange feeling of comfort.
Maybe, that's a sense of security?
What a pity, I don't need it!
Fu Chuxuan's eyes once again showed cold and stubborn murderous intent. She has determined to become the world's number one killer since she was very young. To achieve this goal, she must maintain a cold and strong heart.
Don't be moved by external things, don't be trapped by external feelings!
Some only have the belief to keep getting stronger. And any factors that can affect her getting stronger will be ruthlessly obliterated by her, and the same goes for the man in front of her!
Song Ziyang didn't know what the girl behind him was thinking. However, he could guess some of it. Anyway, it was always the thought of despising or killing himself.
However, he didn't take it to heart.
Thinking about it from another angle, if she were her and encountered such a thing, she would probably kill someone in anger, right? Although she saved her, she really took advantage of her.
Men, you can’t just wipe your mouth after eating and forget about it!
Besides, she is my woman. Shouldn't a man be more generous to his woman?
"However, if you can't kill me, then you can't find a man. Otherwise, no matter who you find, I will kill him!" Song Ziyang seemed to be muttering to himself, but his voice just made Fu Chuxuan
hear.
There was a look of surprise in Fu Chuxuan's eyes again. They just met once. Even if something happened, he didn't have to be so domineering, right?
Song Ziyang stared closely at the approaching Tiguan, his expression calm and majestic!
He was not joking, although what happened to them just now was not worth mentioning in the eyes of many people. However, in Song Ziyang's view, Fu Chuxuan had become his woman.
Although she was stubborn, cold, and shady, the scene of her panting in his arms had already been imprinted in his mind. What's more, he was still in her hands, and the first descendant cannon came!
This is the ironclad proof of the relationship between the two men, a dripping fact!
He is not so generous that he can wear a touch of green on his head and still thinks that he is environmentally friendly! What, no feelings? Haha, don’t you know that there is a saying that love grows with time?
"Kill him!" Inside the car, a young man with a cold expression roared in a low voice when he saw the speed of the car slowing down.
The driving companion was slightly startled, then immediately revealed a hint of a sinister smile. He straightened the steering wheel in his hand, pushed the accelerator to the bottom, and hit Song Ziyang who was standing at the gate.
The two of them stared at Song Ziyang closely, with expectant and excited smiles on their faces.
I guess this is because I want some kind of hero to save the beauty, right? That stunning woman from country Z can indeed be called beautiful, but the hero in front of me has immediately turned into a dead bear!
Song Ziyang looked at the roaring car, with a mocking smile on his face: "In our land of China, are you still so arrogant?"
"Do you really think that there is no one in our country?" A soft question seemed to still echo in the air. At this time, the car was still about fifteen meters away from him, and the white deer rhinoceros knife in Song Ziyang's hand had already been taken out.
The white light is facing the cab.
Ten meters!
The glass shattered, and before the person inside could react, a rhinoceros knife penetrated the center of his eyebrows. He didn't even make a sound before he became a dead man. His head was hit hard, with that excited and expectant smile still on his face.
, quite strange!
The steering wheel lost control in an instant. The car tilted its head, almost grazing Song Ziyang's body, rushed over, and directly hit a pile of abandoned stone piles next to it.
boom!
The car made a dull echo, and Song Ziyang bowed his body and pounced on it like a cheetah. The reason for showing off just now was to catch him off guard, and also to show off in front of his future woman, ah no, his current woman, so as to leave a good impression.
Impression. Now, he will not give the other party time to react.
If these guys get guns, won't they be able to show off and become disgraced instead?
"kill……"
The man in the passenger seat reacted very quickly. He kicked open the car door. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, Song Ziyang's feet hooked, causing him to fall down diagonally. His head fell directly in the middle of the car.
On the crossbar of the car, Song Ziyang had a cold smile on his lips, grabbed the car door with his left hand, and closed it hard!
boom!
It was like the sound of a stone hitting flesh and blood. The heavy car door hit him directly on the head. The huge force caused his head to burst open and red and white splattered everywhere!
At this time, the three people behind the car rushed out.
"Baga!" Seeing this scene, one of them cursed habitually and rushed forward with a dagger in hand. The remaining two held a Japanese sword each and attacked menacingly from the left and right.
And then, the aura of fearlessness and fear of death is intimidating!
"Death!" Song Ziyang's eyes were full of murderous intent. Instead of retreating, he moved closer. With a flick of his left hand, the silver needle instantly fell into the shoulder and elbow of the person in front of him. The dagger that was originally stabbed with a fierce force was suffocated for a moment.
In just a moment, Song Ziyang's left hand was already on his wrist, and his right hand gently touched his tendon, and the dagger fell into his hand.
Poof!
Song Ziyang used his backhand to slit his throat, then raised his foot and kicked him towards someone behind him. Song Ziyang held the dagger and faced one of them.
Amidst the jingling sound, Song Ziyang swung his dagger, blocking all the sharp long knives of the man. Another silver needle popped out with his left hand, and then, taking the opportunity to rush in, the dagger was completely buried in his chest!
With blood splattering everywhere, he threw the dagger away.
when!
The Japanese man who had just dodged the corpse of his companion swung his knife to block the dagger. Because Song Ziyang was without a weapon, the ferocious smile that appeared on his face suddenly froze! He lowered his head slightly and saw Song Ziyang.
He was holding the wrist of the Japanese man he had just killed, and the Japanese sword in his companion's hand had already penetrated his lower abdomen!
"Ah..." He shouted and swung the Japanese sword in his hand towards Song Ziyang.
when!
Song Ziyang drew his knife, blocked it, swept it across, and ended his life cleanly!