martial law

Is he eating dry vinegar?

This is too beastly.

The family is still young.

But on second thought, it was normal.

Some people will do anything for the benefit of the family.

Of course, it's not easy.

Why don't you use some tricks to impress a little girl who doesn't want anything?

If you are not of the same age, the generation gap will be very serious. There are not many common topics. Normal communication is no problem on weekdays, but it will be uncomfortable after getting along for a long time.

So, today's scene of the swordsman chasing and killing, could it be...

Yang Lin was thinking about some conspiracy theories, when a strong wind hit behind him, a chill came to his heart.

'No, there were only two people who spoke just now, and the other one has not spoken and is very inconspicuous, but since he can escape from the knife hand alive, it must not be easy. '

Some doubts flashed through my mind.

The physical reaction is countless times faster than the thinking.

Yang Lin's legs sank slightly, and he twisted his waist and hips to form a big semi-circular arch. He saw a palm biting his waist and ribs.

His fists broke through the wind and hissed.

"His..."

The two layers of spring shirt around his waist were torn into pieces by the sticky flesh, and the hot feeling came to his mind, and his blood stagnated.

This is……

Damaged veins.

Good guy.

Yang Lin fell down and kicked Zijinkui backwards.

At the same time that the pain in the waist came into my mind, the toe had already kicked a palm that was pressed down heavily from above.

bang...

Under the impact of the huge force, he took two steps forward, and felt the gust of wind blowing above his head, and his left and right temples swelled like needle pricks.

'The enemy is in the air. '

Yang Lin immediately understood this.

Although he didn't know why the opponent attacked him secretly, and the attack was so fierce and weird, but he knew that at this time, he had to seize the opportunity.

The strength of the person behind him was fierce, with a full punch of about [-] jin, which was not bad at all compared to Bu Shen's bloody hand.

In terms of strength, I basically can't take advantage of it too much.

If someone seized the opportunity again, suppressed and attacked, and he reacted hastily and couldn't even turn around, he would probably miss it and capsize in the gutter.

Since he learned martial arts, he spent most of his time sneak attacking others or fighting the enemy first, but now he was being attacked fiercely from behind, which felt very strange for a while.

His heart was pounding, his thoughts were running at a high speed, but he didn't even think about it. The pores of his body exploded, his body turned halfway, and he used his hands as a knife to cut out in an arc.

Wuyun plum blossoms...

Until this time, there was an anxious cry from a distance, "It is in the shape of a dragon with Xingyi, and it has the ability to rise and shrink. The flying dragon is in the sky, be careful..."

He yelled obviously too late.

Moreover, because of the angle, the opponent behind him hid in a blind spot in Wang Xiaoqiao's line of sight and made a sneak attack, so that Wang Xiaoqiao couldn't even shoot to save him.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, Yang Lin fell into a dangerous situation.

Uncle Da's voice still echoed in the air.

Yang Lin turned back and performed the Five Aggregates Plum Blossom Slash, and it was already slashed out like lightning and flint.

The edge of the palm tore through the air, and there was a crackling hum, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

It was obviously a fleshy palm, but it actually made a real blade piercing the air and screaming.

The five short-bodied middle-aged men in patrol uniforms behind them, with dull and ordinary faces, only showed panic at this time.

He is in the shape of a dragon, stretching his back and stretching his tendons, his body suddenly rises from Voldemort's state, and turns into the shape of a swimming dragon...

Brought by the fierce wind, he retracted his fists like chicken hearts, and attacked Yang Lin's temples on both sides, trying to kill his opponent with one blow.

But he didn't expect that when he made a sneak attack, he not only injured the opponent's flesh, but was also beaten back.

The opponent's leg and slash were not only powerful, but also sharp and sharp, and there was a charm of cutting everything in it.

There was thunder in his ears, and a sense of urgency arose in his heart. He didn't care about attacking and killing again, he raised his arms and twisted his waist, struck with both hands, facing the knife in his hand and using his strength to back up.

One advance and one retreat, one rise and one fall, the figure twisted and twisted, a perfect combination of flexibility and ferocity.

There is no doubt that this seemingly inconspicuous man is actually an extremely powerful boxer.

However, Yang Lin's method was unexpected by him.

Just stepped back half a foot.

Unexpectedly, Yang Lin turned around with the Plum Blossom Knife, and his arms seemed to be extended, with a flash of sharpness.

There was a sharp sound, and the two superimposed palms of the dragon-shaped fist man made the sound of cracking bones.

The two arms were also like noodles, broken into countless pieces by the residual force.

With a bang, it fell down.

A flash of pain flashed in the dull man's eyes, he retreated with the remaining strength, and immediately rolled when he landed, several deep craters appeared on the spot at the same time.

At this time, it was Wang Xiaoqiao who finally found the opportunity to shoot, and the rest of the guards followed suit.

However, Yang Lin, who cut off the two arms of the dull man, did not pursue him.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't spare the time and energy.

Behind a big camphor tree that is as thick as an adult's arms, there is a figure with a strong smell of blood. The body is slightly lowered, and it is rushing like a tiger.

"I knew it was you, Bu Chen, you really fell into the trap."

Yang Lin squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

Taking advantage of the explosive power of the plum blossom boxing has not yet dissipated.

Taking another step forward, the punch followed his heart and exploded.

The target is pointed directly, and the bloody hands are heavy.

This guy actually directly contacted another powerful master, hiding on the side looking for an opportunity to attack.

If it wasn't for Yang Lin's response to become faster before, he would have abolished one person first, and he might have fallen into a predicament of siege.

At that time, being besieged and killed by the masters of the dragon-shaped fist and cinnabar palm, I am afraid that something unbearable will happen...

Chapter 064

In fact, doubts are everywhere.

Just see if you have a pair of eyes that can spot it.

When Yang Lin first saw Princess Yingli Marilyn escape from the mansion in front, he already realized that something was wrong.

The little English princess may be a little white flower.

But the officer beside him, Russell, is definitely not.

After escaping from the mansion, there were a total of three small paths leading in three different directions, but without thinking, he helped Marilyn and rushed towards his convoy.

The goal is clear and the intention is not good.

Of course, if it's just a little bit.

Yang Lin only thought that this guy wanted to drag a group of innocent people into the water to block the knife, so that he could escape faster and farther.

People who don't do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth.

You can't expect a foreigner to be kind to the Chinese people, right?

In a desperate situation, it is basic common sense not to consider a person's character.

Of course, Yang Lin's discomfort was another matter.

If only so.

That's all.

However, Yang Lin also found a problem.

That is.

The other person supporting Princess Marilyn, a middle-aged man in a police uniform with a dull face, is very abnormal.

This person looks very inconspicuous, he is not tall, his body is not strong, his eyes are not as bright as stars, he belongs to the kind that can't be found among the shameful people.

However, Yang Lin has experienced such a long period of time in the illusion of performing martial arts, not to mention that he can achieve the same achievements as the old boxing master Zhou Hongyi, making his skills reach the peak of boxing.

Let's just talk about this vision, he has seen all kinds of martial arts from all schools and schools, so he naturally has his own unique judgment.

Just by looking at it from a distance, he could see it.

The middle-aged man did not appear to be ordinary, but when he walked, he seemed to be sailing on the water, and the distance under his feet seemed to be measured with a ruler.

Step by step the same, step by step stable.

Even if he was supporting a person to escape, he would not be in a mess.

Moreover, through the ripples of his clothes blown by the wind, Yang Lin could even see the silent rhythm of his tightly wrapped muscles and bones.

Smart, secretive...

The power is transmitted step by step, incomparably harmonious and natural.

This is actually a master.

Well, the problem is coming.

Such a master, who chased him so that he could only help the princess to flee to his convoy in a panic, and use others to block the knife to let himself escape?

In the back, there is no doubt that there is a great master who is born in the world, the kind that people can't resist.

of course not.

When Yang Lin went to look at those swordsmen with the mood of being cautious not to make contact and not to judge rashly, he found that even the strongest Xiguan swordsman was actually just a newcomer to Mingjin, and at most he was a bit more vicious. , the sword technique is better...

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Seeing the suspicious point, Yang Lin would not think that this person is also targeting him.

Then, bold assumptions and careful verification are inevitable.

Anything can be deceiving.

One's own ability will not lie.

The characteristic talent of the plum blossom boxing that he learned in Yanwuling, "control the enemy first", told him.

Danger is around.

The hairs stand up slightly, all the internal organs are hot, and the secretion of hormones from the kidneys is accelerated... All the signs indicate that this looks like a chance encounter, but it is actually a trap.

So, who is setting the trap, and who is trying to kill himself?

It's bloody hands.

It can only be him.

The answer has always been there.

My family went to Shanghai for what reason, not to confront the Qing gang, but also worried that the Hangzhou tutelary mansion would be sidelined and fall into crisis.

It was because of the bloody hand Bu Chen, the red stick master of the Qing Gang, who was still staring at Zuo Near.

In the past three days, the other party has not made a move because they feel that they are not sure enough and the time is not enough.

The longer you endure it, the deeper you want to be.