Counterattack Xiaoxian

Being treated so inhumanly, Ji Lingchu was so angry that he completely forgot what he was here for.

He lay down for a while, and when he could move a little, he immediately got up and rushed in, wanting nothing more than to fight for the pretty boy.

When I broke in, I found a big black man standing in front of the mirror, looking around and shaving slowly.

The pretty boy disappeared.

He yelled, "Hank, where's the pretty boy?"

He remembered that the black man's name seemed to be Hank, and he was the pretty boy's bodyguard and thug.

Hank showed his white teeth at him, shook his head, and continued shaving.

Out of anger, Ji Lingchu grabbed the razor and threw it on the ground, asking, "Where is that bitch? It's not that easy to just run away after hitting someone."

"Ji, a man must be steady!" Hank squeezed out a Chinese sentence with a strange accent.

After saying that, he punched three times like a storm, each one heavier than the last. Ji Lingchu was hit in the chest and took five or six steps back, but he finally managed to hold on and did not fall down.

snort!

By some mistake, Ji Lingchu made a starting move similar to "Blocking the River Lock".

The palm of his hand grazed Hank's ribs, pulling and pulling, and then struck him with a lightning-fast elbow, hitting his neck hard.

The big black iron tower-like body was half-kneeling on the ground.

Ji Lingchu glared at him arrogantly and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Hank stood up, holding his neck, and said with a smile: "Ji, next time, it's going to be real."

Hank lunged forward and stabbed lightly with his left fist.

When the opponent dodged with the punch, a heavy artillery strike came first, hitting his jaw like a spark hitting the earth.

Ji Lingchu only heard a buzzing sound, and a piece of red floated in front of his eyes, and then he collapsed like a broken sandbag.

Hank was not polite, just put him on his shoulders and threw him out again.

Ji Lingchu was thrown to the ground. One Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. Blood began to spurt out from his mouth and nose.

Strangely enough, after suffering such a serious injury, most of the evil fire in his body had calmed down.

An inexplicable power quietly emerged, and the fighting spirit became stronger and stronger...

After only breathing for a moment, he dragged half of his numb body back inside.

When he came back again, Ji Lingchu was stunned. His mouth was so wide that his tonsils almost fell out.

I saw a meat table steadily placed in the bathroom, with half of the pulled pork thrown on it. There were huge pig heads and several sharp boning knives hanging on the table.

Flies were flying around, the ground was stained with blood, and a shirtless fat man was standing behind the case.

I also know this person, he is a butcher who sells meat in the vegetable market in his hometown. He has a disabled leg, but has a violent personality and hates evil. He is known as "Zhutou Zhang".

Usually when Ji Ling first went to have his meat cut, he would always be laughed at for being too thin, but he would always be given a little extra.

He rubbed his eyes, but Zhutou Zhang came over with half a cigarette butt in his mouth, dragging a lame leg. As he walked, he said, "Xiao Ji, a man must be cruel to himself."

"Watch this knife!" Zhu Touzhang took out a butcher's knife from his waist like a magic trick, made a beautiful and cool knife trick, and then cut off the head with a hijab.

There was a flash of cold light, and Ji Lingchu's head fell to the ground, blood gushing out like a fountain.

Ji Lingchu shouted in horror: "Dead! Dead!"

He was shouting, but from one angle he could clearly see a head rolling on the ground...

When he regained consciousness, he was already standing outside the toilet, and when he touched his neck, he still felt lingering pain.

Hey...the head is still there!

what happened?

He couldn't help but be horrified, thinking that he was hallucinating because of his urgency to urinate.

All kinds of anomalies were irrational and weird. Ji Lingchu should have noticed something was wrong early on.

But at this time, he was completely stunned and still refused to give up. With red eyes, he walked back to the bathroom without hesitation.

This time the murder case and the pig-headed Zhang had all disappeared, but a more terrifying existence was seen.

This person turned out to be his ex-girlfriend.

Ji Lingchu had a girlfriend when he was in college. The two were very sweet for a time, but later they had a dispute because of his work outside the home.

The girl thinks that he should focus more on his studies, but Ji has too much self-esteem and is unwilling to explain more.

It was very unpleasant after going back and forth.

Later, after his grandfather passed away, he closed himself off a bit, refused to meet, and even refused to answer the girl's phone calls. This may have broken people's hearts.

After this period of time, his condition recovered and he realized his problem.

I turned around to save her, but the girl had already gone abroad.

Ji Ling was the first to blame himself for all this and could not blame anyone else, so he always felt very guilty about this relationship.

At this moment, the girl is standing by the sink, her face is as cold as frost, her waist is like a belt, and her figure is as graceful as Mu Guiying's reincarnation.

Seeing him coming in, he shouted softly: "Xiao Jizi, are you a man? Where else do you want to escape?"

The sound of "Xiao Jizi" made Ji Lingchu feel mixed emotions and speechless.

In the end, all the emotions turned into shame, and I felt so ashamed that I ran back from the door like a groundhog seeing a hawk.

At this moment, he suddenly had a glimmer of enlightenment and felt as if there was something extra in his body.

The light is dim and the color is dim, and the Tao is unclear...

"Mr. Ji...Mr. Ji?"

When Ji Lingchu was still immersed in this feeling of joy and loss, he suddenly heard someone calling softly in his ear.

I thought something was going to happen again!

When he opened his eyes, he saw Lawyer Wu looking at him with concern, while he was sitting in the thatched hut.

Although his back was still stained with sweat, it was no longer unbearably hot, and there was no injury anywhere on his body.

Hallucination! It must be an illusion!

He had a strong sense of unreality, as if he had just escaped from a state of weightlessness, and he screamed in shock: "Ah...Lawyer Wu?"

"Mr. Ji just went to the bathroom, and he was in a daze when he came back. I don't know what happened?" Lawyer Wu's eyebrows were gloomy, almost jade-colored, but he was still joking.

Tieshu was also sitting next to him, his face seemed to be coated with a layer of iron juice, and it was cold and cold.

Ji Lingchu was frightened and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Where did you just talk? What's the next step?"

Lawyer Wu waved his hand and said, "No hurry! No rush!"

He picked up the cattail leaf fan, looked at him carefully, patted him on the head gently, and said in a low and distant tone: "Kid, please don't disappoint me."

Suddenly a wisp of wind gently blew over his face.

Then I felt a faint cold air burst out from my tailbone, growing rapidly in a very short period of time, sweeping through my internal organs like a cold wave in Siberia.

Ji Lingchu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if the blood all over his body had been frozen and solidified.

What's even more terrifying is that under this piece of flesh-and-blood ice, there are hundreds of hot and sticky magma flowing slowly, burning out fiery red channels of different shades...