There was chaos at the door of Huamen General Helm. Ximen Lang easily waved his left fist and knocked down the men in black one by one. He shouted sharply: "Do you think it's great to be able to use two-handed sword skills? How can you care about human life? I let you
You see what a real butterfly knife is..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the butterfly knife continued to open and close as if it had been given life, making a "swish" sound, like the soul-stirring song coming from the mouth of a goblin. The knife danced so fast that you could only see a rolling
The ball of light rushed towards Feng Meitong.
Feng Meitong screamed in horror, "Ah, help..."
When everyone looked over, they saw the flash of a knife, and a palm-sized piece of clothing fell from her chest. A triangular piece was missing from her black vest decorated with layered stripes and ruffles, revealing the black bra underneath.
Something trembled slightly.
Feng Meitong was so frightened that she almost fainted, fearing that the other party would cut off one of her big boobs with poisonous hands, because she clearly felt the knife touching the big bob, and the penetrating cold air went straight to her five internal organs.
Six Fu organs.
Even if the knife is extremely sharp, it is absolutely impossible for an average butterfly knife master to cut off a piece of the enemy's coat without damaging his body. This requires extremely fast speed and accuracy. Otherwise, what is cut off is probably Feng Meitong's.
Half a Bobo.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in amazement. Even the big men were in unbearable pain, and they couldn't help but sigh inwardly, what a fast knife!
However, what surprised them was yet to come. At the moment when Feng Meitong was frightened and stunned, the butterfly knife in Ximen Lang's hand did not stop, but continued to spin extremely fast without making any sound.
Under the faint light emitted by the setting sun, Feng Meitong's coat turned into countless irregular fragments and fell down one after another, like colorful butterflies flying among the flowers.
At this time, she was like a puppet, afraid to move. The knife had no eyes, and the opponent was undoubtedly playing a dangerous game. As long as she moved even slightly, the butterfly knife would probably cut off her flesh without mercy.
Feng Meitong's eyes burst out with burning anger, and she could only scream angrily, "What are you doing? Stop it quickly, or I will have to kill you."
Although she was still fierce and fierce, she obviously lacked confidence and did not dare to say the word "bastard" in front of her. For the first time in her life, she felt afraid, and terror filled her heart.
Ximen Lang sneered, "You dare to threaten me, but I want to see how you kill me." As he spoke, the butterfly knife in his hand did not stop.
In an instant, the black vest fell into pieces, leaving only the black bra on Feng Meitong's swollen boobs, and her snow-white skin exposed to the sun.
Ximen Lang did not stop, the blade turned towards her white polka-dot purple skirt. In just ten seconds, the skirt also disappeared, turning into broken steps and falling down. Feng Meitong was only wearing black T-string pants.
He stood there, his eyes filled with hatred.
More than a dozen men lying on the ground looked over with greedy eyes, staring at Feng Meitong's unobstructed breasts or thighs. They were amazed in their hearts. What a great figure the young lady has! They are such people.
It's not a good thing. How can they consider that the other party is their master and cannot be blasphemed.
The butterfly knife folded up instantly, as if the beautiful wings were integrated into the body, and lay quietly in the palm of Ximen Lang's hand. He said lightly: "Did you see, this is how the knife works, don't think about stabbing people all day long."
Feng Meitong said bitterly: "You will die badly."
"Really, I don't think so!" Ximen Lang caught a glimpse of Squad Leader He hiding behind the doorpost, holding a phone and calling for help in a low voice. A cold smile appeared on his face, and with a wave of his hand, the butterfly knife flew out.
The moment it jumped out of the palm of the hand, the butterfly knife spread its wings and turned into a murderous weapon. It drew a ray of cold light, snatched it, and nailed it to the pillar. Also nailed to it was Squad Leader He's right hand holding the mobile phone, which was bleeding fiercely.
Erupting and flowing on the pillars.
"Ah, hand...my hand is nailed..." Squad Leader He screamed miserably.
Xiao Muqing looked at everything that happened in front of her with indifference. She didn't think there was anything wrong with her sweetheart's behavior. Today's Huamen is extremely corrupt and evil practices are spreading. If it is not rectified, it is probably close to bankruptcy.
That day is not far away. Moreover, although Xiaolang used a knife to cut Feng Meitong's dress, although it was a bit frivolous, it did not cause real harm to the other party. It did achieve the effect of a warning. As for Elder Feng, there was no choice but to explain.
Already.
The two tightly closed vermilion doors of the main helm were suddenly pushed open, and many men armed with sticks and machetes poured out like a swarm of swarms. There were as many as five or six hundred people. The darkness was like dark clouds before a storm, covering the west door.
Lang and others gathered in the middle. Most people couldn't help but stare at Feng Meitong, and some even secretly swallowed their saliva.
Among these people was a big man in his forties wearing a black cloak. He had a dark complexion and an ugly appearance. There was a long scar diagonally on his face. It penetrated from his left forehead to his right cheek. It could be seen that the knife was very severe at that time.
Deep, because the bones on his face have been deformed and collapsed, and his right eye has also been extremely seriously injured. Without the eyeball, only the eyelids are left tightly closed.
When Feng Meitong saw him, she felt as if she had seen a savior. With tears in her eyes, she cried out aggrievedly, "Captain Qiu..."
The one-eyed man's name was Qiu Wanshan, and he was the captain of the Huamen General Guards. When he saw Feng Meitong's appearance, he couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at her white face anymore.
Pirou asked hurriedly: "Miss, what's going on?"
Feng Meitong pointed her finger angrily and said, "That's him. This damn bastard insulted me. Captain Qiu, please kill him quickly."
Qiu Wanshan glanced sideways at the boy who caused the accident and said hurriedly: "Miss, don't worry. If he dares to insult you, he is insulting our Chinese family. I will never forgive him." Then he stretched out his hand and pulled off the black cloak on his body.
past.
The cloak flew over like a huge bat and just covered Feng Meitong's delicate body. She folded her arms into her arms, completely covering her shiny ivory body.
When Ximen Lang saw the one-eyed man's unintentional display of kung fu, he secretly sighed in his heart, his kung fu is pretty good. It seems that Huamen is really a place where dragons and tigers are hidden!
However, even though hundreds of big men holding murderous weapons stared at him, they could not make Ximen Lang feel the slightest fear. He also did not forget to mock Feng Meitong. He curled his lips and said sarcastically: "Still blocking."
What's the point of getting up? People have clearly seen you just now, and now it's useless no matter how tight you cover yourself. Someone will probably be thinking about your body at night..."