She looked at Xiaohu in surprise. This big boy was actually willing to use 10,000 yuan to protect herself from disaster.
"Li Xiaohu, you..." Jiang Xueqing was stunned.
"Go and collect his money!" The man with the gun glanced at the two collecting boys.
"Yes, brother!" The two of them hurried forward. Xiaohu frowned, and the leading guy didn't move. It seemed that he was in trouble. There was a dagger hidden in the pile of RMB in Xiaohu's hand. It looked like a dagger, but
Thinner than a dagger, thicker than a blade. Caught in the middle, Xiaohu originally planned to wait for the man with the gun to come over, and then take advantage of him to deal with him. But he didn't expect that the guy would not open his eyes when he saw the money. He looked at the two men.
When he was about to come over, Li Xiaohu suddenly let go of the money in his hand, and a large amount of banknotes fell down. He held a very thin dagger in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the dagger drew a graceful curve in the air, and then accurately
Without any mistake, he stabbed the man with the gun in the arm.
Poof...
A burst of blood spattered out, and the man screamed in surprise, and the May 4th pistol in his hand fell to the ground. Before anyone else could react, Xiaohu kicked off the seat with one leg, and flew directly from the seat towards the man.
"Fuck him, kill him!" the black-faced man at the head shouted angrily, and the other followers gnashed their teeth one by one, waving the machetes in their hands and slashing at Xiaohu. Xiaohu changed his body shape several times, and avoided the pursuit of the two men in succession.
He attacked the black-faced man head-on. The man in tight-fitting jeans next to the black-faced man immediately rushed over with a machete.
"Fuck you!" Xiaohu scolded. Following the inertia of his sprint, he supported his body with both hands and kicked the man in jeans hard in the face with one leg. The man was in pain and fell to the ground unable to get up.
The black-faced man was startled and wanted to lean over and pick up the pistol from the ground, but Xiaohu stepped on it. The man quickly took out a mountain ax from his body and chopped it at Xiaohu's foot.
Xiaohu kicked the man's shoulder hard, and the black-faced man took two steps back and fell to the ground. He looked at Xiaohu in horror, ignoring the excruciating pain in his wrist, and hurriedly got up and wanted to run away.
"Stop!" Xiaohu looked at the man coldly and said, "It's not that easy to leave!"
"You...what are you going to do?" The black-faced man looked at Xiaohu in fear. It can be seen from this man's skills that he is definitely extraordinary. What's more, at this time, the gun in his hand has fallen into his hand.
, the man was so frightened that he dared not move. He shrank his neck, then swallowed, and kicked his legs slightly, trying to seize the opportunity to leave. She looked at Xiaohu in surprise, this big boy was actually willing to
Use ten thousand to protect yourself from disaster.
"Li Xiaohu, you..." Jiang Xueqing was stunned.
"Go and collect his money!" The man with the gun glanced at the two collecting boys.
"Yes, brother!" The two of them hurried forward. Xiaohu frowned, and the leading guy didn't move. It seemed that he was in trouble. There was a dagger hidden in the pile of RMB in Xiaohu's hand. It looked like a dagger, but
Thinner than a dagger, thicker than a blade. Caught in the middle, Xiaohu originally planned to wait for the man with the gun to come over, and then take advantage of him to deal with him. But he didn't expect that the guy would not open his eyes when he saw the money. He looked at the two men.
When he was about to come over, Li Xiaohu suddenly let go of the money in his hand, and a large amount of banknotes fell down. He held a very thin dagger in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the dagger drew a graceful curve in the air, and then accurately
Without any mistake, he stabbed the man with the gun in the arm.
Poof...
A burst of blood spattered out, and the man screamed in surprise, and the May 4th pistol in his hand fell to the ground. Before anyone else could react, Xiaohu kicked off the seat with one leg, and flew directly from the seat towards the man.
"Fuck him, kill him!" the black-faced man at the head shouted angrily, and the other followers gnashed their teeth one by one, waving the machetes in their hands and slashing at Xiaohu. Xiaohu changed his body shape several times, and avoided the pursuit of the two men in succession.
He attacked the black-faced man head-on. The man in tight-fitting jeans next to the black-faced man immediately rushed over with a machete.
"Fuck you!" Xiaohu scolded. Following the inertia of his sprint, he supported his body with both hands and kicked the man in jeans hard in the face with one leg. The man was in pain and fell to the ground unable to get up.
The black-faced man was startled and wanted to lean over and pick up the pistol from the ground, but Xiaohu stepped on it. The man quickly took out a mountain ax from his body and chopped it at Xiaohu's foot.
Xiaohu kicked the man's shoulder hard, and the black-faced man took two steps back and fell to the ground. He looked at Xiaohu in horror, ignoring the excruciating pain in his wrist, and hurriedly got up and wanted to run away.
"Stop!" Xiaohu looked at the man coldly and said, "It's not that easy to leave!"
"You...what are you going to do?" The black-faced man looked at Xiaohu in fear. It can be seen from this man's skills that he is definitely extraordinary. What's more, at this time, the gun in his hand has fallen into his hand.
, the man was so frightened that he dared not move. He shrank his neck, then swallowed, kicked his legs slightly, trying to seize the opportunity to leave.
