Appreciation of excerpts from the Tribulation in the Lower World of Antarctica (excerpted from the original article "The Tyrant's Wife Controls: The Useless Crazy Queen")
To be precise, it should be the legs.
Quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately, he raised his feet and bent his knees, and struck directly at his lower body's lifeline with a force that was strong enough to cut off his descendants.
He was sure that he capsized in the gutter today.
The severe pain prevented him from even moaning. Even in this cold weather, sweat immediately soaked his clothes. He could only bend his legs, bow down, use his hands to protect the unbearable pain, and use his strength to
With his abnormal perseverance, he could continue to stand on his trembling legs and not fall to the ground instantly.
But that damn woman obviously didn't realize how dangerous and excessive she had just done.
When he bent over unbearably, she calmly raised her delicate hand and struck the main artery in his neck with a force that was beyond the scope of a petite body like hers.
at.
Even though he had used his internal strength to protect his carotid arteries, that palm still made his vision go black for an instant and he staggered.
When his body could no longer support him and he fell to the ground in an instant, the woman refused to give up. She grabbed his wrist artery with one hand, easily lifted his body, and then threw him hard over the shoulder, killing him completely.
He was thrown into the pit without mercy.
The force was so great that at the moment when his lower body was already in excruciating pain, there was also a sharp pain in his waist.
You don't need to look to know that your waist hit the edge of the latrine, causing serious damage to your psoas muscles.
Seeing the man in black in agony, lying straight on the latrine like a corpse, Mo Zihan felt a little disgusted, but he kindly knelt down, pulled off the black scarf that covered his face, and asked with concern: "Hey,
Are you OK?"
When the dizziness and tinnitus caused by the severe pain were a little better, the man in black glared at Mo Zihan fiercely, his eyes dangerously narrowed to a slit, and he gritted his teeth, almost uttering three words from between his teeth.
——"What do you think?!"
Looking at the man in black who is no longer masked, he looks average enough to still be on the street. He will definitely be overwhelmed by the crowd at the first moment. But if you look closely, you will find that under this average face, there is a pair of stars.
His eyes are as captivating as those of others. When these eyes are embedded in such an appearance, it is really as weird as they are.
Seeing the man in black looking like he wanted to eat her alive, Mo Zihan looked like a student who had been caught doing bad things, so she said sarcastically. Then she defended herself:
"You borrow the toilet, just borrow the toilet. I didn't say I wouldn't lend it to you. Who made you so angry and threatened me with a knife? We don't know each other in the first place. To communicate, we must use our mouth, but you still gave me your mouth
I covered you and prevented me from speaking. If you didn't lie here, we wouldn't be able to communicate at all!
Don't blame me. I know that you are good at martial arts and I will definitely not be able to defeat you, so I apologize in advance. I'm sorry! You have a lot, so don't argue with me, a little girl!"
Looking at this woman who had the courage to admit her mistakes and seemed to be very self-aware, but in fact was extremely hateful, the man in black gritted his teeth.
"Give me my stuff back!"
The man in black, who was already extremely depressed and so angry that he was about to vomit blood, was too lazy to chat with this damn woman. He was now at a disadvantage. With his lower body seriously injured by her, there was no way he could do anything to her.