"I'm Chinese...I don't understand...I don't understand..." Qian Xiaojue shook his head, waved his hands and frowned, making a confused look while touching behind him, then pulled out the dagger and inserted it fiercely into the boy's chest.
On your shoulders!
"Uh..." The boy's eyes widened, but his mouth was covered by Qian Xiaojue. The wound was so painful that he was unable to fight back. More importantly, this woman who came out of nowhere hit him on the back.
Wherever he went, his whole body became weak, so he couldn't scream and could only watch as she dragged him into the elevator.
Qian Xiaojue sighed, opened his mask and took a deep breath.
Seeing the weak young man sitting on the ground leaning against the garbage truck, she lamented that she had not done anything cruel after all, she had only injured the opponent a little bit and then used a trick she learned from Locke to briefly drain the opponent's blood from the acupuncture points on his back.
Strength. Of course, to be so powerful also requires a lot of strength.
The certain conditions are that the height should be about the same, and she is very lucky to meet a friend who is not too different from her in height. Then there is the accuracy and strength. If one is not mastered well, the other party may become angry.
Shangyong died as a result, so she rarely used this move.
When they reached the top floor, Qian Xiaojue helped the boy out of the elevator, then found a dark corner and exchanged clothes, then threw the boy into the trash can. Although he was treated very roughly, it shouldn't be
She lost her life, and she had more important things to do before Ye Feihan became alert!
Qian Xiaojue touched some more things from the boy's body, then walked onto the terrace, took off her high heels, smashed the fire hose box, pulled it to confirm the quality, then measured the position and stood on the rooftop.
In the past, she never considered anything when doing this. Whether she was alive or dead, it seemed that there was not much difference.
Sometimes she even felt that it would be easier to die, but harder to live.
But she seemed unwilling to die like that, because she had not yet taken revenge...so she always didn't care about any danger, dared to challenge anything, and dared to kill anyone as long as she did not violate her principles.
But today she was a little hesitant.
She touched her belly, and there was a little life here, which was the fruit of her and Helian's love. But she couldn't let go of Helian Qing, this child, or the home she had now...
But she must not look back, not only for Locke, but also for the future.
Although she hadn't done this for three years and seven months, she knew that those dark training years left behind something she would never forget for the rest of her life.
Grabbing the water pipe and jumping up, facing the biting cold wind!
Qian Xiaojue didn't care at all that someone suddenly spotted her jumping downstairs, and they all screamed!
But suddenly, that figure disappeared?
People who found someone jumping downstairs rubbed each other's eyes in disbelief. Could it be that their eyes were dazzled!? But it can't be!? It's obviously so real... but there is no one on the ground, so where did they go?
Qian Xiaojue looked around the room, but there was no one there.
She walked to the window and closed it. If she hadn't discovered that the window in the next room happened to be open while using the telescope, she wouldn't have had the chance to jump in from the roof.
Although this was thrilling, it was not difficult for her.
It also happened to prove that my skills had not deteriorated.