"I don't hit women, but you are not a woman, so get out of here."
"You...you dare to hit me..." Zhu Mei looked at Meng Xiaoan with wide eyes, "What is your identity?"
"I can not only beat you, I can kill you." Meng Xiaoan whispered.
"Mom, let's go back." Liang Guan came up to support Zhu Mei and took a deep look at Meng Xiaoan.
"Xihua sent people to follow Liang Guan. I will know where he is and what he is doing for twenty hours." Meng Xiaoan had a bad premonition when he touched the gloomy eyes of Liang Guan just now.
"I know, brother."
Xihua followed out.
Liang Wei and Meng Xiaoan were the only ones left in the room. Meng Xiaoan asked Liang Wei to pour a glass of boiling water. Liang Wei sat on the sofa. She felt very tired. Meng Xiaoan walked behind her and massaged her gently: "
Go to bed when you are tired."
Liang Wei raised her head and hissed: "Xiao An, I'm so cold."
Meng Xiaoan walked in front of her, sat down, and hugged her. Liang Wei's body was trembling, "I'm so cold, so cold."
A crystal teardrop flowed from the corner of her eye.
"Good boy, don't cry, I'm with you." Meng Xiaoan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Liang Wei finally burst into tears.
She cried for almost half an hour, her eyes red and swollen from crying, "I'm tired."
Meng Xiaoan said, "You go up and go to bed first. Don't worry, I'll stay on the sofa. I'll stay with you tonight."
"Thank you." Liang Wei said, going upstairs.
Meng Xiaoan looked at her back and felt slightly bitter. He touched his pocket and found that there was no cigarette left.
In the middle of the night, Meng Xiaoan went to Liang Wei's room to see her. Liang Wei was sleeping soundly, but her frown made Meng Xiaoan feel distressed.
Walking out of the room, Meng Xiaoan suddenly smelled a strange smell.
Meng Xiaoan carefully came to the window and looked at the dark night. Could it be his own hallucination?
Meng Xiaoan thought that there might be some enemy coming to kill him.
Just when Meng Xiaoan was about to turn around, a shocking sword light fell from the sky.
Meng Xiaoan's eyes were instantly squinted by the dazzling sword light, but he had already stepped out with the step of swinging the willow into the wind. The sword light flashed past and passed through his nose. Meng Xiaoan's feet came to this place like gliding.
The opposite side of the attacker.
"Ninja?" Meng Xiaoan frowned and said, "It seems that he is a person sent by Mitsubishi Yuya. He is ruthless and wants to get together with me."
The ninja was sent by Mitsubishi Yuya. Although Hong Ang said that Xiaoan had deleted the recording, Mitsubishi Yuya still felt that the dead were more confidential, so he even sent ninjas to kill Meng Xiaoan.
This ninja is a mid-level ninja. In Mitsubishi Yuya's opinion, although Meng Xiaoan defeated Fukuda and Tanaka Mataji in judo, he believed that his ninja could kill Meng Xiaoan. You must know that these ninjas do not move easily, but once they do, they will
Kill the enemy.
The ninja's blow just now was definitely very sure. He had already controlled his body very well, not to mention the speed and strength of the blow. What's more, Meng Xiaoan was carrying his own at the time. There was no reason for Meng Xiaoan to do it.
Xiaoan would have avoided it, but Meng Xiaoan managed to avoid it, using a very strange footwork, which made Ninja feel a very strange feeling. Tonight may be the first time he missed since his debut. Ninja
He didn't speak, and Meng Xiaoan didn't speak either. He stared closely at the ninja who attacked him in the middle of the night. The ninja's lancet was pointed at Meng Xiaoan's head, ready to chop off Meng Xiaoan's head at any time. Meng Xiaoan knew the enemy well.
If you don't move, I won't move. In the spirit of martial arts, the last strike comes first. He wants to see how long this ninja can use up his energy. Meng Xiaoan said: "If you don't kill me, I will call the police." The ninja was masked and could not see.
Any expression on his face. Meng Xiaoan didn't want to wait any longer. Could it be that he couldn't even kill a ninja? Meng Xiaoan adjusted his breathing to the best state. At this time, his body weight was close to fifty kilograms, that is,
He said that he weighed about sixty pounds less than usual. He seemed to realize that Meng Xiaoan's next blow was a sure-kill method, and the ninja was also prepared. Meng Xiaoan moved forward step by step, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, and his whole body was like lightning.
Ninja came to the front of Ninja like he was gliding. Ninja felt that his momentum was too strong. Instead of attacking Meng Xiaoan immediately, he relied on his own Qinggong to fight with Meng Xiaoan. Meng Xiaoan looked at Ninja with a sneer.
Comparing Qinggong with his own, this is not asking for death. Meng Xiaoan's right hand suddenly grabbed the cup on the table and threw it over. With a bang, the ninja's lancet smashed the cup, and at this time Meng Xiaoan's whole body
Soaring into the air, the ninja raised his head and faced Meng Xiaoan who was coming from the opposite side. He slashed the sword with the tendon of his right hand raised. "You lose." According to physics convention, the human body will not change its posture in any way when it rises into the air.
, that is to say, Meng Xiaoan survived automatically. The ninja's sword was about to cut off his arm. In an instant, Meng Xiaoan's body turned 180 degrees in the air, and Liu Ye, who was originally going to cut off his arm,
The knife couldn't help but cut through the air. From the ninja's eyes, you could see the explosive shock in his heart. How could a person's body change in the air without the help of force?
Ninja felt a pain in his neck, and Meng Xiaoan had already moved from the air to behind Ninja.
Meng Xiaoan's voice sounded like the god of death in the ninja: "Losing means death."
The Ninja's neck was strangled by Meng Xiaoan's one hand. Meng Xiaoan's wrist shook and the Ninja's body was thrown forward. At this moment, Meng Xiaoan held his wrist with one hand and then hit him in the chest with a kick. Wow.
With a sound, Meng Xiaoan dodged the blood spurted by the ninja. The ninja's body was kicked by Meng Xiaoan, and all his internal organs were scattered. But it didn't end there. Meng Xiaoan still held his wrist,
Without being kicked out, Meng Xiaoan kicked her again, and the thing underneath the ninja completely turned into a eunuch. She didn't wait for the ninja to let out a howl, for fear of disturbing Liang Wei's sweet dream.
Meng Xiaoan was a right-fisted ninja whose mouth was broken.
"goodbye."
Meng Xiaoan's other hand held the handle of the ninja's knife and wiped it.
The ninja bid farewell to this world.
A pair of unwilling eyes stared at Meng Xiaoan, as if asking why?
"Most people can't flip in the air, but I can."
Meng Xiaoan smiled and said, making a phone call and asking Xihua to send someone over to dispose of the body.
Meng Xiaoan felt energetic now. It seemed that his martial arts had reached a certain level. He looked at the dead ninja with some pride.
After a while, Xihua sent people to Liang Wei's villa. After taking the body away, Meng Xiaoan sat on the sofa.
At this time, Meng Xiaoan was extremely confident.
"Okay, kill a ninja." A slightly hoarse voice sounded.
Meng Xiaoan shuddered. There was actually someone there. He looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing a black leather trench coat. The trench coat had not been washed for at least a few days and was dirty. Meng Xiaoan watched him walk in.
, then he took out a pack of cheap cigarettes, took a puff, and blew out the smoke ring: "Good evening."
He is not Japanese. Meng Xiaoan looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, neither enthusiastic nor indifferent. "When did you come? Have you seen him?"
