Beat the enemy card brother [comprehensive martial arts]

It is no longer the sting of the whip whipping on the surface of the body, the claws are too sharp, and it will pierce the skin with a touch.

Yiermi slowed down, and slowly slid his hands across the fleshy parts of Gong Jiu's body, and then slowly penetrated into the skin from under the skin. When he pulled out his hand, there were shreds of meat sticking to the tips of his nails, accompanied by Gong Jiu's pain and excitement. Ground □ □ sound.

Where are the pain nerves most and most sensitive? As a professional killer, Yi Ermi is absolutely clear about the structure and structure of the human body than Ximen Fuxue, who has studied medicine, and knows how to avoid the main blood vessels. , so that Gong Jiu could not die even though he was seriously injured.

"Uh——" The strong stimulation made Gong Jiu's eyes widen and his pupils shrink sharply. He looked down at the source of the pain, and saw that Yi Ermi's entire paw was almost sunk into his chest, as if trying to get his It's like the heart is pulled out.

The warm touch came from between the fingers, and Yi Ermi was also interested in licking the sticky warm blood inside.

Well, it seems that the temperature of a normal person is a little higher.

Gong Jiu clearly felt the violent beating of his heart, which was less than half an inch away from the wound, it was because the load was too heavy.The heart seemed to be about to burst in the next second, touching Yi Ermi's fingers.

It seems that the game is off... Gong Jiu curled up on the ground and thought in a daze.Because Yi Ermi pulled out her claws, her unsupported body naturally fell heavily on the ground, and the wound on her chest was squeezed out again, and a stream of blood sprayed out on the ground.

The picture in front of him was a little unclear, and the scattered hair blocked his eyes and caused an obstacle to his vision.Gong Jiu tried hard to look up to see what Yi Ermi's expression was, but there was nothing but those eyes that didn't have any emotion.He saw Yi Ermi raised his hand again, but before he could see what he was going to do, he lost consciousness.

Tsk, vitality is really tenacious, not as tenacious as a human being!Yiermi raised her paw to her mouth and stuck out her tongue to lick the blood on her fingertips. She felt that the energy inside was sufficient. Even if it was not in the body, every cell was very active, constantly self-healing.

Taste...slightly sweet, not so fishy and salty.

After a brief treatment for Gong Jiu, such an injury should make him rest for a few days.

As soon as the door was opened, Miss Sun, who was listening to the corner just now, was taken aback. She pretended to be nonchalant and said dog-leggedly: "What dessert, Master Yiermi, would you like to eat today?"

"Coconut milk cake." Irmi thought for a while, and he saw a coconut tree nearby.

"Okay, master!" Miss Sun has the professionalism of a cook, and she was like a scorpion when she got the order, but she was stopped by Yi Ermi.

"Wait, get another chicken, cut it raw into thin slices, pour chicken blood on it, and feed it to Gong Jiu when he wakes up." Yi Ermi still remembered Gong Jiu's "preference" for heavy flavors, and suddenly made a heavy hand, Reassurance is also necessary.

God comforts...

Miss Sun was dumbfounded, did Gong Jiu dissatisfy Yier fans?What a hatred!After being beaten half to death, he was fed dark food!

"Is there a problem?" Yi Ermi tilted her head to look at her.

"No, no!" Sun Xiuqing stumbled, "I'll go get ready now!"

How can there be a problem, absolutely no problem!Miss Sun gloated in her heart.She could vaguely guess why Gong Jiu made that dark dish that day, but Yi Ermi thought it was his eccentric taste and made this kind of oolong. deficit!

Anyway, if you don't provoke him, you are already famous. Wouldn't it be a disadvantage if you don't provoke him?Ms. Sun thought to herself, the debts are too heavy!

Gong Jiu didn't wake up until the next day in a daze. After all, he had a special constitution. Except for the broken ribs and soft tissue in his chest, he didn't even have a fever and a cold. After moving his stiff hands and feet, he was able to move slowly. moved around.

"Yo, you're awake!" Seeing the dissatisfied blood bars and weak buffs on Gong Jiu's head, Sun Xiuqing whistled meanly, looking like a villain who deserves to be beaten.

Ninth Young Master glanced at her and ignored her.

Miss Sun was not annoyed, she lifted the tray in her hand forward and said: "Here, Yiermi specially ordered to mend it for you."

There is also a delicate cover on the plate, so I can't see what's inside.Hearing what she said, Gong Jiu's expression turned pale, he raised his chin and said in an orderly manner: "Take a look."

What is still served on a plate, shouldn't it be soup?

Miss Sun enthusiastically arranged the bowls and chopsticks, opened the plate of red, white and white chicken blood, poured raw chicken slices, and said, "Do you want me to feed you?"

Mr. Jiu was disgusted by the food in front of him first, and then disgusted by Sun Xiuqing's words. He raised his hand to smear her face, but Miss Sun quickly stopped him.

Huluo Pingyang was bullied by a dog, and the beaten Jiu Gongzi was not as good as a chicken. When he moved, his wound was stretched again, and the tender flesh that had just grown on the outside would be stretched!He could only stare at Sun Xiuqing ruthlessly, trying to scare her to death with his terrifying aura!

However, it's useless. Miss Sun is not afraid of him because of the oral protection of the big boss Yiermi.

"This is a wish from Yier fans, really don't want to eat it?"

Ninth Young Master was very angry, thinking of Yiermi's unwavering eyes from beginning to end, and unconsciously covering the wound with his hand, he felt a chill in his heart.

That person is really dangerous!

However, this makes it more interesting!Ninth Young Master squinted his eyes slightly, blocking the eager and excited look in his eyes.

Sun Xiuqing looked at Gong Jiu with a standard villain's expression, and felt a little hairy, but before she could think about it, the little girl who suddenly barged in disrupted her thoughts.

"Ninth Brother Ninth Brother! I heard you were injured? I specially made beef soup for Ninth Brother..." The eleven or twelve-year-old girl was chattering very lively, and it seemed that there was not much injury to Gong Jiu. Instead of worrying, it seems that he made beef soup to ask for praise.

"Good." Gong Jiu boasted perfunctorily, he didn't want to eat raw chicken slices, nor did he want to drink the crooked beef soup that he was tired of.Is it okay to bring a bowl of porridge when visiting a patient?

"Why are you here?" The little girl looked at Miss Sun and said in a bad tone, almost the same as her brother.

Sun Xiuqing looked up, yes, it was another famous name.

In other words, she shouldn't have offended this girl, right?Why so much hostility?You can tell her identity just by looking at the beef soup she holds in her hand. With an aunt's heart, she doesn't care about children: "I will deliver food to your ninth brother on behalf of someone."

The palace lord looked at the plate of red, red and white things with a disgusted expression on his face, "What the hell is this?"

"Your ninth brother loves to eat." Aunt laughed JPG

The palace owner looked at Gong Jiu with an ugly face, and asked a little uncertainly, "Is it better than beef soup?" I haven't heard that Brother Jiu likes to eat this, do you want to learn it?

The younger sister, who is uniquely possessive of her brother, is hesitant to try the strange-looking dish.Was it this woman who did it?Not only is she good-looking, but she can also cook the dishes that her ninth brother likes to eat. It's so annoying!

"How did you know the news?" Gong Jiu asked the Palace Master not wanting to continue that embarrassing topic.

"Ah? My godfather told me." The palace lord's attention was successfully diverted, and he said to Gong Jiu with a happy face: "Don't worry, brother Jiu, godfather is helping you teach that damned guy who dared to hurt you !"

"What?!" Gong Jiu was a little annoyed: "Who told him to meddle in his own business!"

"Where is it? Take me there!" Yier fans can only be his, and no one can move!

The Palace Master was frightened by his sudden anger. When Gong Jiu was in a good mood, he would treat her very well and spoil her very much, but once he got angry, even she would not dare to touch her brother Jiu's bad luck. I've been hiding far away!

"What are you in a hurry for?" Miss Sun was very calm, it was not certain who would take care of who.

"Hey hey! Take it easy! It's about to break!"

Accidentally, Gong Jiu grabbed her arm and held it behind her. It didn't hurt much, but she screamed exaggeratedly, as if her arm was about to be twisted.

Exaggerated acting!

"Shut up!" Gong Jiu was annoyed by her quarrel and scolded, "If you scream again, your arm will be broken!"

Miss Sun immediately calmed down, she didn't expect that Gong Jiu still had the energy to clean herself up like this, she was really careless!GrievanceJPG

Being pressed all the way to a remote rocky cliff, Yiermi and Wu Ming were exchanging ideas on it. What surprised Sun Xiuqing was that even a layman like her could see that Yiermi did not have the upper hand.

"How did Wu Ming know about this?" Gong Jiu seemed to be talking to himself, but no one could answer him.

Most of the affairs on this island are also taken care of by him, even if the little old man knows it, he shouldn't be so quick, and most of them are holding the gloating mind of watching the excitement, and there is absolutely no such thing as revenge.

So, there must be something he doesn't know about.

The Ninth Young Master, who couldn't get in the way, could only think on the sidelines, but his analysis was quite correct.

Yi Ermi reached a deal with the little old man, using his old father Yu Luocha as a bargaining chip.

Wu Ming was skeptical at first, who is Yu Luocha, how could he listen to others?

But Yi Ermi said: "Yu Luocha's son is in our hands, do you think he will agree?"

This is not a lie to a certain extent, his son is right in front of the little old man.

Beating up the enemy is so powerful? !The little old man was very surprised. Compared with beating up the Hakka master without any knowledge, he still prefers to fight with Yu Luocha, and there is no need for Yier fans to lie to himself...Promise him that he will not lose anything, only earn No compensation!

At the beginning, the little old man didn't take this young killer seriously. Even if Gong Jiu was tricked by him, it was just a trick.But the more he fought, the more interested he became, because he found that Yiermi's talent might be better than Gong Jiu's, and he didn't have the bad problems of Gong Jiu, so he immediately cherished his talents, and even wanted to kick Gong Jiu away and concentrate on cultivating Yiermi!

Yi Ermi didn't use Nian, what he wanted to improve was martial arts, and it was difficult to borrow other powers.But in this way, the shortcomings are revealed. Wu Ming's age is not in vain, not to mention the realm, but the accumulation of experience and internal strength is not comparable to Yiermi.

It may be a habit developed with Gong Jiu. Wu Ming doesn't have much habit of temporarily closing his hands. Yiermi, who is empty of internal energy and weak in succession, avoids the vital point by relying on the flexibility of his body. Run in the sea for a bath.The long hair wet by the sea water stuck to his forehead, looking a little embarrassed.

It's been a long time since I've felt this way. It's like improving my strength little by little on Meteor Street. Every improvement is visible to the naked eye, which feels good.

The wet clothes were uncomfortable to wear, so Yiermi took off her shirt and put it on her shoulders. The white and stylish upper body was exposed to the sun, which made Gong Jiu's eyes hurt.I couldn't help but mutter in my heart: Why is she whiter than that woman Sun Xiuqing, but she is much prettier...

Looking at the well-proportioned figure and the explosive muscles, Jiu Gongzi licked his lips and felt that the wound on his chest was itchy, maybe it was almost healed.