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Text Chapter 66 The hero saves the beauty

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    When Ji Mingzefang, who was struggling to support himself, saw the face of the man flying in from the outside of the hospital, his spirits suddenly lifted, because this man was none other than Bajia, his godfather's confidant.

    After Bajiao came in, he immediately retreated to Ji Mingzefang's side and faced the gold and red robes with her.

    With Bajiao's help, Ji Mingzefang's confidence has greatly increased. She has no chance of winning against two people. But now that Bajiao is here, the situation is completely different. She will definitely be able to turn the battle around and turn defeat into victory, because Bajiao's skills are different from her own.  Comparable, of course, compared to a few days ago.

    "Bajiao, did your godfather ask you to come here?" Jiming Zefang leaned against Bajiao, raised his soft knife and stared at the gold and red robes in front of him warily and asked Bajiao.

    "Yes, Miss Jiming, the master asked me to pick up the things!" Bajiao replied.

    "You help me take down these two, and I will give you the stuff!" Jiming Zefang said.

    "Okay!" Bajiao said and drew out his weapon.

    It was a bone spur, like a thick needle, with an extremely sharp tip, and the end was wrapped with white cloth. It was obviously a self-made weapon.

    However, after Bajiao took out the bone spur, he turned it diagonally and stabbed it into Jiming Zefang's abdomen.

    A sharp stabbing pain came from her abdomen. Ji Mingzefang lowered her eyes and found that the bone spur had penetrated deeply into her abdomen. She was unprepared and still couldn't react. She looked at Bajiao in disbelief and said: "Bajiao, you  ¡­¡±

    Bajiao said: "Sorry, Miss Jiming!"

    Jiming Zefang asked bitterly: "Youwhy is this?"

    The gold-robed and red-robed men standing opposite and watching this scene indifferently sneered.

    Jinpao snorted coldly: "My stupid nephew, don't you understand yet?"

    Ji Mingzefang said with difficulty: "I don't understand!"

    Hongpao sighed and said, "Master Nephew Jiming, I think it's not that you don't understand, but that you don't want to understand."

    Jinpao said cruelly: "The person who paid us a lot of money to kill you is your godfather!"

    Jiming Zefang still didn¡¯t want to believe it. He turned to look at Bajiao and asked, ¡°Bajiao, is this really the case?¡±

    Bajiao nodded slowly, "Yes! The master asked me to cooperate with Mr. Jin and Mr. Hong."

    Jiming Zefang collapsed immediately and asked in a hissing voice: "Why? Why did my godfather do this to me?"

    Bajiao did not answer her, but took out the bone spur and prepared to stab Jiming Zefang again.

    But the moment the bone spur was pulled out, Ji Mingzefang was already covering the wound with one hand, and slashed straight down on Bajiao's body with the other hand.

    Bajiao hurriedly dodged, and the bone spurs had no time to stab out again.

    Jiming Zefang took advantage of his stagnant momentum to quickly take a few steps back.

    Jinpao glanced at Hongpao and said, "Junior brother, I'm hungry. Let's finish this work quickly and go eat!"

    Hongpao nodded silently, "Okay, I want to eat roast chicken tonight!"

    Jinpao rushed to Bajiao on the side and said: "Hey, let's go together and fight quickly!"

    Bajiao nodded silently, raised his bone spurs, and rushed towards Jiming Zefang, who had retreated to the corner with the two of them.

    People quickly rushed in front of Ji Mingzefang, raising their sharp knives, bone spurs, and long swords, and they were about to kill her immediately

    A curved cold light fell from the sky at this critical moment without any warning.

    "òÞ, òÞ, òÞ!" were heard continuously, and half of the sharp knives, bone spurs, and long swords were swept away by this powerful and overbearing blade.

    As the cold light faded away, a person stood in front of Ji Mingzefang like a god.

    This person is undoubtedly Ji Mingzefang¡¯s enemy - Yan Xiaokai.

    Looking at the pale Ji Mingzefang who was holding the bleeding wound, Yan Xiaoxin asked in great pain: "Xiao Fangfang, how are you?"

    "I can't die yet!" Jim Mingze said with a bitter smile: "But if you don't come, I might really die!"

    Yan Xiaokai turned around and looked at the person, his angry eyes full of murderous intent, "Xiao Fangfang, don't worry, I'm here, they are the ones who will die!"

    In one move, the person's weapon was cut off. The person realized that they were encountering a peerless master they had never seen before. They all threw away the only half of the weapon in their hands and took out their spare weapons.

    "Come on!" Jinpao shouted, and people rushed from different directions, using their special skills to greet Yan Xiaokai.

    Yan Xiaokai snorted disdainfully and looked at them as coldly as if he were looking at a dead person.  As soon as his feet moved, his figure had already appeared.It rushed out like a tiger and leopard to meet people.

    When Jinpao swung his ninja staff and struck Yan Xiaokai first, his feet spread out in nine steps, and the person disappeared in front of Jinpao like a ghost.

    Jinpao saw the figure in front of him suddenly disappear without a trace, and the wind suddenly blew up behind his head. Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately turned around and waved the Ninja Staff with his backhand, but before he could straighten his arm, he felt a sudden tightening in his shoulders.  , as if being held back by something, before he could retract the knife and strike back, his whole body was turned half a circle by an irresistible and powerful force.

    As soon as he stopped, before he could get rid of the iron vise-like entanglement on his shoulders, he felt an unbearable sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he found that his chest had been stabbed straight by a knife.  He slashed down and was gutted alive. He looked up again and found that the one who slashed at him was actually his junior brother Hongpao.

    Hongpao realized that what he had hit was Jinpao, and his whole body froze.

    Just now, he saw that Jinpao missed a single blow, and Yan Xiaokai had already turned behind Jinpao's hand like a ghost. He thought it was his chance, so he held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands and used  He slashed at Yan Xiaokai's back with all his strength.

    When the blade of the blade hit the chest firmly and struck down, he thought he had succeeded, and felt extremely happy. But when he looked closely, he found that the person he had struck was not Yan Xiaokai, but his senior brother.  Golden robe.

    Unable to figure out what was going on, and unable to believe that a person's speed and movements could be so fast, Hongpao was completely stunned.

    However, while he was in a daze, a cold light came out from under the golden robe's ribs and pierced straight into his chest.

    When the blade that almost stabbed him through disappeared, Yan Xiaokai's body emerged from the back of the golden robe. At this time, the golden robe and the red robe had both fallen to the ground, overlapping each other.  .

    From the moment the two of them were stabbed to falling down, it was just two blinks of an eye.

    Bajiao, who was following closely behind the two men, raised his sword, his footsteps stagnant, looking at the bloody scene in front of him with splitting eyes, because he never knew that a person's martial arts could be so sharp and ruthless.

    When he finally came to his senses, he had no fighting spirit in his heart, because he knew very well that even if he practiced for another ten or fifty years, he would never be the opponent of the person in front of him, so he immediately turned around and ran away.  run.

    However, he had just turned around, and there was a figure in front of him, and the devil-like Yan Xiaokai was already standing in front of him.

    "No, don't kill me"

    When Bajiao saw him raising his scimitar, he couldn't control the panic and shouted. But before he finished shouting, he felt a chill on his neck, and then he saw a piece of red liquid spurting out from under his neck.  He came out, and then he felt the unbearable pain. After a period of spinning, he fell to the ground completely uncontrollably.

    Yan Xiaokai will never forgive anyone who dares to hurt his woman, no matter who he is.

    After the blood on the scimitar was wiped off the body of Bajiao, whose body was getting colder, Senhan retracted the blade, and then Yan Xiaokai hugged Ji Mingzefang and quickly got into the car and left.

    From the time he appeared to the end of the battle, it only lasted two minutes. When his car disappeared for several minutes, the whistle of the police car sounded at the far intersection

    When Ji Mingzefang regained consciousness, he found that he was half lying and half sitting on a bed. The environment in the room was very unfamiliar. There was a naked man wrapped around his body. He was leisurely surprised and waited until he could see the man clearly.  When she looked at her face, she finally felt relieved, because this person was her enemy Yan Xiaokai.

    Looking below, Ji Mingzefang was about to speak, but Yan Xiaokai made a hissing gesture at her, "Come, follow me to practice Wushang Mind Technique."

    Jiming Zefang had no choice but to cooperate with him and began to work hard

    When the two finally stopped, Ji Mingzefang smiled bitterly and said: "Xiao Kaijun, you bastard, I've been hurt like this, why don't you forget to abuse me?"

    Yan Xiaoxiao smiled and said in a cruel tone, "As long as you are still breathing, I will not let you go!"

    Ji Mingze gave him a white look, but his heart was filled with a sense of sweetness and happiness.

    Yan Xiaokai asked: "How is your wound?"

    Jiming Zefang felt it carefully and said in surprise: "Hey, it doesn't seem to hurt much anymore! What's going on?"

    Yan Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "Guess!"

    Ji Mingzefang thought for a while and said: "Is it the function of Wu Shang's mind?"

    Yan Xiaokai teased her and said, "What do you think?"

      Ji Mingzefang said: "It must be what it does. I remember the first time we were injured, you were so seriously injured that you almost burped, and then after what we did, you seemed to be fine!"

    Yan Xiaokai nodded and said with a smile: "It is indeed the function of Wu Shang Xin Dharma!"

    Ji Mingzefang said in surprise: "How can this inner strength and mental method have such a miraculous effect?"

    Yan Xiaokai said: "Knowing that it is magical, you must practice hard with me in the future!"

    Jiming Zefang nodded repeatedly, but then he remembered something, his expression fell again, and he sighed quietly.

    Yan Xiaokai asked: "What's wrong?"

    Jiming Zefang fell into his arms and said softly: "Xiao Kaijun, what should I do in the future?"

    Yan Xiaokai said: "What should I do?"

    Jiming Zefang said: "My godfather wants to kill me!"

    Yan Xiaokai said disapprovingly: "Isn't this great?"

    Jiming Zefang said angrily: "You still agree to this?"

    Yan Xiaokai said: "I have always wanted you to leave him, but now it's okay. Since he wants to kill you, why do you need to stay with him?"

    Ji Mingzefang lowered his head and remained silent.

    Yan Xiaokai asked anxiously: "Is this already the case, and you still want to repay your kindness, want to stay with him, and want to work for him?"

    Jiming Zefang shook his head, "Of course I won't. When I saw Bajiao take action against me, I knew that my relationship with my godfather had come to an end."

    Yan Xiaokai was completely relieved, and then asked: "Then will you seek revenge from him?"

    Jiming Zefang pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "No, if you hadn't appeared, I would have been dead by now, so I have repaid his kindness. From now on, I will never owe him anything."

    Yan Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Does that mean you owe me something?"

    Jiming Zefang curled his lips and said coquettishly: "Even if I owe you something, I won't pay it back!"

    Yan Xiaokai: ""

    "Not only will I not pay back, but I will also bully you!" Jiming Zefang said, turning over and pressing Yan Xiaokai under him

    Quku] "Pants."
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