"Okay, okay, as long as senior releases me, I will release Liu Chenguang immediately and ensure that he is completely delivered to you!" Ma Xiaoyao nodded hurriedly. Now that the situation is critical, he can only stabilize the moody Lingxue first.
Then slowly think of ways to get out of trouble.
"Are you so kind?" Ling Xue sneered.
"Senior's martial arts skills are unparalleled. I am sincerely convinced and I don't dare to deceive him." Ma Xiaoyao said sincerely: "If senior doesn't believe it, I will make a call now! Ask the prison to release him immediately!" At this point, Ma Xiaoyao took out his pocket.
He took out his cell phone.
"Crack!"
Ling Xue flew over and kicked the phone away: "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? If you want to use your phone to tell the truth, how can I let you succeed!"
"No, senior, you really misunderstood me." Ma Xiaoyao smiled bitterly: "How dare I play tricks in front of you."
"Get up!" Ling Xue patted Ma Xiaoyao's shoulder with the Thunder Sword: "Get up quickly!"
"Yes." Ma Xiaoyao didn't dare to disobey, and struggled to get up from the ground. This was the first time in Ma Xiaoyao's life that he was treated so badly by a woman. Ma Xiaoyao was full of anger, but on the surface he didn't dare to say anything.
The slightest expression, the ancients said: A good man does not suffer immediate losses, but leaves green hills without worrying about having no firewood! A man who can bend and stretch is a real man!
"Let's go, take me to see Liu Chenguang." Ling Xue said coldly.
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoyao was stunned: "Going to see Liu Chenguang? Liu Chenguang is in prison at the moment..."
"Just go to prison!" Ling Xue thought very simply. As long as she saw Liu Chenguang, she would be sure to rescue Liu Chenguang. Even if it was a prison guarded by a large number of police, it didn't matter. This was confidence! Strong confidence in her own force!
The corner of Ma Xiaoyao's mouth twitched fiercely: "Senior, actually it doesn't have to be so troublesome. I just need to make a phone call to solve the problem... It really doesn't have to be so troublesome..."
"Shut up!" Ling Xue glared at Ma Xiaoyao fiercely: "Just do whatever I tell you! If you dare to talk too much, I will cut off your tongue!" At this point, Ling Xue gave a thumbs up.
Press the Heavenly Thunder Sword, "Canglang!" With a sound, the Heavenly Thunder Sword was pulled out from the scabbard. The light of the sword hit my face, and it was very cold. I don't know what material the Heavenly Thunder Sword is made of, but it still looks like this after thousands of years.
It's so sharp, it's incredible.
Ma Xiaoyao felt his eyes flash as the Thunder Sword was placed on his neck. The sharp blade was pressed tightly against Ma Xiaoyao's skin. The cold chill made Ma Xiaoyao's body shiver involuntarily.
"I'll ask you again: Do you want to take me to see Liu Chenguang?" Ling Xue said word for word.
"Go! Go right away!" Under the threat of death, what else could Ma Xiaoyao do besides nod? The woman in front of him was a fucking lunatic, and she could kill him if she was even slightly unhappy.
"Hmph! You know what's going on!" Ling Xue flipped her wrist and withdrew the Sky Thunder Sword, inserting it into the scabbard with great precision.
"I will take you to see Liu Chenguang now." Ma Xiaoyao raised his feet and started to leave.
"Wait!" Ling Xue pointed at Lei Dazhuang, who was standing against the wall: "Follow me!"
"Senior, he is just a friend of mine and doesn't know much..." Before Ma Xiaoyao could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ling Xue's cold eyes.
Ling Xue slowly turned her head, her eyes were cold and biting: "It seems that you really don't want your tongue anymore." At this point, Ling Xue was about to pull out the Sky Thunder Sword and teach Ma Xiaoyao a lesson.
"Don't hurt Brother Ma, I'll go with you." Lei Dazhuang hurriedly ran over and said: "Senior, go see Liu Chenguang quickly. Prison is not a good place. If Liu Chenguang stays in there for one more minute, he will
Suffer one more minute.”
Lei Dazhuang's words probably influenced Ling Xue. She slowly put down the Sky Thunder Sword and said with a cold expression: "Hurry and leave!"
This time Ma Xiaoyao didn't dare to say anything more, lowered his head and walked towards the door.
Lei Dazhuang hurriedly followed.
…
After coming out of his residence, Ma Xiaoyao's eyes began to scan around. When he saw the security guard patrolling in the distance, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Don't play tricks. Even the security guards here are not enough for me to kill." Ling Xue's emotionless voice came from behind.
Ma Xiaoyao's cheeks bulged, and he finally gave up the idea of asking for help from the security guards. As Ling Xue said, although there were many security guards here, they were no match for Ling Xue alone, even if he shouted for help to attract the security guards.
, he still couldn't escape.
what to do?
How should I get rid of this witch Ling Xue?
Ma Xiaoyao used his brain to think of ways to escape. In an instant, Ma Xiaoyao thought of several ways, but in the end, Ma Xiaoyao rejected them one by one. Ling Xue's kung fu was too high, and ordinary people were no match for him.
, even if a large number of armed police were mobilized to shoot with machine guns, they probably wouldn't be able to harm Ling Xue.
Just when Ma Xiaoyao was thinking hard about how to escape, a sudden change occurred.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
A large number of small rocks suddenly shot out from the left, and the target of the attack was actually Ling Xue.
Ling Xue was calm in the face of danger, raised the Sky Thunder Sword and slapped it hard, knocking away all the small stones that came towards her.
"Watch the trick!" A man suddenly jumped out of the darkness. With a slight push of his legs, he jumped up to a height of more than three meters. He held a dark iron rod more than half a meter long in both hands and headed towards Ling Xue.
Smash it down.
"Humph!" Ling Xue snorted softly, picked up the Sky Thunder Sword and slapped it out hard. The scabbard cut through the air, making a sharp and harsh friction sound.
"Danglanglang..."
The dark iron rod in the man's hand and the Thunder Sword in Ling Xue's hand collided hard, making a deafening sound.
"Whoosh!"
The man leaned back and flew backwards, while Ling Xue stood there without moving a step or even shaking her body. The winner was determined in one move. The man holding the dark iron rod in his hand was not
Ling Xue's opponent.
"Ah! It's Wuwen!" Ma Xiaoyao exclaimed. He had already recognized who the man who attacked Ling Xue was. It was Wuwen, the host of the Bodhidharma Academy of Shaolin Temple. Although Wuwen had changed his clothes and was still wearing a hat on his head.
Even though he was wearing a hat, Ma Xiaoyao still recognized Wuwen at a glance. It was absolutely right! It was Wuwen!
How come Wuwen appears here? Is it a coincidence?
Wuwen turned over a dozen somersaults in the air before he regained his balance. He shouted angrily and rushed towards Ling Xue again. At the same time, he turned around and shouted at Ma Xiaoyao: "What are you doing standing still! Not yet?"
Run quickly!"
Ma Xiaoyao came to his senses and immediately pulled Lei Dazhuang and ran towards the gate of the community.
Seeing Ma Xiaoyao about to run away, Ling Xue's face suddenly changed, and she jumped up to catch up, but Wu Wen stalked behind, not giving Ling Xue a chance to catch up. Ling Xue became angry and struck a sword with her backhand.
The sword was scabbarded, but it was still thunderous. Wuwen knew how powerful it was and did not dare to take it directly, so he dodged and dodged.
"Whoosh!"
With a flick of Ling Xue's wrist, the scabbard detached from the sword body and shot towards Wuwen.
It was so fast that Wuwen didn't even have time to dodge. He just shrank his neck based on his feeling, "Bang!" The scabbard flashed past his scalp, and the hat on his head was also knocked away.
, Wuwen touched his cold bald head, and felt chills in his heart. It was so dangerous just now. If he reacted just a second slower, he would be killed on the spot.
"You are a monk!" Ling Xue glanced at Wuwen's bald head, especially looking at the ring scar above his head: "You are a disciple of the Shaolin Temple! Did Yuantian Tulu send you here?"
Wuwen didn't say anything, he just held the iron rod and stared at Ling Xue warily. Ling Xue put a lot of pressure on him, even more pressure than Master Yuantian put on him. Wuwen knew that he was not Ling Xue's opponent, but
In order to allow Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang to escape smoothly, Wuwen could only bite the bullet and entangle with Lingxue. Wuwen secretly smiled bitterly in his heart: Master, master, you really found a good job for me. You asked me to protect Ma
I listen to you about the safety of Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang, but Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang are so trouble-making that they actually provoked such a terrifying woman. Disciple, I am really no match.
"Buzz buzz..."
There was a roar from behind.
Lingxue turned around and saw that Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang were about to drive away in a car: "Where to escape!" Lingxue swayed and chased after them.
"Stop!" Wuwen hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. After all, he was also a master-level expert. Although he couldn't defeat Ling Xue, he could still do it if he stopped him.
"Looking for death!" Wuwen stopped her again and again, which completely angered Ling Xue. She picked up the Thunder Sword and chopped off Wuwen's head. At the same time, another hand took off a hair from her head.
With a flick of the hairpin, the hairpin turned into a meteor and shot towards the car in which Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang were riding.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The hairpin hit the car's tire without any bias. There was a loud noise and the tire burst. The car instantly lost its balance and finally hit a big tree crookedly.
"Ping ping ping pong..."
The car door opened, and the embarrassed Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang jumped out of the car. Ma Xiaoyao wiped the sweat from his face and cursed: "What a powerful bitch! What a vicious bitch! Don't fall in love with me."
Hands, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"
Being hated by Ma Xiaoyao, Lingxue will never have a good life in this life. You must know that Ma Xiaoyao is the ancestor of the Yin people.
After calming down, Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang found another car and drove away from the community. Ma Xiaoyao turned around and took a look and found that Ling Xue was still fighting with Wuwen, and the security guard of the community was also
Surrounded...
"Wuwen... you must survive. You saved me this time, and I will definitely repay you well in the future." Ma Xiaoyao said secretly.
"Brother Ma, why are Wuwen here?" Lei Dazhuang asked while driving.
"I don't know." Ma Xiaoyao shook his head: "I'm confused too... Da Zhuang, give me the mobile phone you have." He dropped his mobile phone at home, and now he can only use Lei Dazhuang's mobile phone to make calls.
"Hey." Lei Dazhuang took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Ma Xiaoyao.
