Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

He has a strong body, walks silently, and the distance of each step is almost the same. He should have received strict training.

There is a scar between the eyebrows, not like a knife wound, but more like a mark left by a bullet.

He can climb walls and has a murderous look. He should be an organized killer.

His skills should be good, but with his current injury to one leg, the odds of winning a one-on-two match might not be great.

Huo Yan tapped his knee with his index finger, thinking about how to get rid of these two people.

Huo Yan was thinking about how to deal with him, but the man mistakenly thought that he was afraid, so he rubbed his chin and smiled, "Yo, the little white face is pretty good at pretending, it can't be that he has been frightened silly, come on, come on, let me Brother touch it to see if you are scared to pee."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and attacked Huo Yan's lower body.

According to his strength, if he was really attacked by him, he might be abolished into a eunuch.

Huo Yan's black eyes flashed a sharp cold light like a blade, and he who had been sitting still suddenly moved, and with lightning speed, he preemptively kicked the knee of the man who wanted to humiliate him.

Sudden attack, no matter how fast the man reacts, he will inevitably be hit. He loses his balance and throws himself on the ground.

His face fell to the ground, and the painful Mr. Killer was almost dumbfounded.

Huo Yan didn't give him time to react, stepped on his hand, quickly bent over and snatched the ax away.

The heavy ax was made of paper, and it easily turned around in Huo Yan's hand, and hit the man's head with the stick under the axe. knock people out.

One-on-two, one of Mr. Killer lost his combat power in an instant, and immediately felt a lot easier.

Another Mr. Assassin next to him was not flustered at all, nor was he beaten because of his companion, but his expression was filled with interest.

"This trip is not in vain. I didn't expect the little boy to have some kung fu. It's interesting."

Coughed, moved his shoulders twice, clenched the machete tightly in his hand, his muscles tensed instantly, as if he was about to attack Huo Yan.

Huo Yan also clenched the ax with both hands, bent slightly, and every muscle in his body tensed up, like a dangerous and charming leopard, ready for battle, and would pounce on the enemy in the next moment and tear the enemy to pieces.

The air froze, and an invisible thin thread stretched between the two people. It was so tight that it might break at any moment, and blood splattered everywhere.

Lu Qiao was so nervous that he could hardly speak, the ax and machete dangled in front of his eyes, the scene was weird and terrifying.

She braced her arms in panic and stood up, before she got out of bed, a cold light of the knife hit her face, Sen Han's murderous aura approached, Lu Qiao watched the machete that was originally in the killer's hand fly towards her.

Lu Qiao almost forgot to react.

The knife came so fast that she had no chance to dodge it. According to the sharpness of the knife, she could already foresee the result of seeing blood seal her throat in the next second, and her blood spurt out.

Her face was pale, and in an instant, many thoughts flooded her mind.

It was a mess, like a tangle of tangled wool, which blocked my brain to the point of exploding, but I couldn't figure out how to untangle it.

The only thing she is clear about is one thought, very strong, very domineering and occupying all her mind, that is——

She doesn't want to die.

She still has a lot of things to do, and a lot of worries that she can't let go, at least she can't die now.

Seeing that the knife was already in front of her eyes, Lu Qiao's pupils dilated in horror. Just when she was already desperate, a hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the knife abruptly.