Bowl and bowl tired Qing [Comprehensive martial arts]

Su Mengzhen felt a little breathless.

But he has always been very tolerant, so he didn't say anything, and under such circumstances, the feeling of suffocation is nothing at all...

Many people think that a person like Su Mengzhen will not be nervous, and will always be calm when the mountain collapses in front of him without changing his face.But it wasn't, he would be nervous too, but he was able to cover it up very well.

As soon as he got nervous, he quickly uttered his words, with a kind of indifferent rush: "Are you really a monster? Why did you openly expose and cover me in front of people? Do you know where this is? You can't hide it, and you can't hide it."

He raised his head and listened carefully, but the big bowl remained indifferent.

Su Mengzhen clenched the knife tightly, seeing a black hole in front of her eyes.

He shivered, and amplified his voice a little: "If you want to help me, then thank you, but I don't need it, I have no plan to flee without a fight, plan, plan, plan..."

There are echoes behind, coming from all directions to the source.

"..." Mr. Su temporarily gave up the communication.

At this time, there was a clanging sound from outside. It seemed that the people in black were hitting the wall of the bowl with something. The sound was clear and loud, just like hitting a huge musical instrument.

Su Mengzhen hurriedly walked over in the dark, hesitated for a moment, and still put her fingers on the inner wall of the porcelain bowl, feeling the movement outside.

He heard Mo Beishen's original voice. After the other party panicked, seeing that the giant bowl hadn't moved, he ordered his men to slash wildly with knives.Worried emotions flashed past, only to hear a few young people report in rough voices:

"The blade is broken, but it still can't cut!"

"Not even a scratch, what a monster!"

"Subordinate, subordinate... There is really nothing you can do about her!"

If Yu Wanwan had been a bloodthirsty monster, or a white-clothed female ghost with a long tongue, these desperate people would have scattered and fled in all directions. No matter how good martial arts are, how can they compete with ghosts?

But it happened to be an unrivaled monster in the literal sense. It was a small mass in human form, but it turned into the original body. Apart from its huge size, it seemed nothing special.

She said that Su Mengzhen and Hongxiu Dao were covered by her, so she really covered them.If another half an hour passed, even if no one could split the bowl, Su Mengzhen would probably suffocate to death.

——The seams are tight, and there is no air circulation.

This is the conclusion Su Gongzi came to after squatting down and groping.

He sighed silently, and stood up straight again.

Negative and useless emotions such as panic will hardly leave traces for Su Mengzhen.After a pause, he had already prepared his words, and said slowly: "Please put it down and go out."

The word "please" is used, very polite.

Yu Wanwan also learned to sigh, and finally said:

"What are you touching me for? I don't have organs on me."

"You, why are you..." Su Mengzhen immediately put down his hand that was still pressing on the inner wall of the bowl, and he trembled because the voice came from behind: "Could it be that this bowl..."

The little monster realized his spiritual sense and went around behind him, seeing the other person's face suddenly changed, thinking that he couldn't see himself, and deliberately blowing softly in Su Mengzhen's ear: "I'm talking to you in the form of a ghost now. , do you want to take a look at me?"

"I don't want to." Su Mengzhen answered quickly, then her thin lips moved slightly, and finally added another sentence: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...offend the girl."

Yu Wanwan didn't quite understand where he offended her, but she accepted the apology deeply, smacked her lips again, and whispered: "Your face is so red." It was almost redder than his knife.

Su Mengzhen suddenly coughed violently.

With this menacing cough, Junrong became more and more blushing, and sweat dripped down, but it was not cold sweat.When he was relieved, he said, "It's too stuffy here, I feel a little hot."

Then, the face is naturally reddened.

It was a good reason, and he believed it himself.

"But it's very safe here. Didn't you say that reinforcements will come? When your savior arrives, I'll put on a show before letting you out."

"There is no eternal safety in this world. I can't hide here." Su Mengzhen insisted on leaving, and asked with a frown: "What drama? Why do you have to act in order to let me out?"

"For example... the scene where I wanted to be with you, but suddenly the gods sent you out and had to throw you out?" Her tone was also a little uncertain: "Because I am a monster who wants to do big things, If you're supposed to be with me, there could be trouble and danger...you understand?"

The little monster shook his head and shook his head, making Su Mengzhen feel a gust of wind blowing on his face. He tried to open his eyes to distinguish, but there was only colorful black in front of him.The black in front of her eyes is not black; the white she speaks of is what kind of white?

He staggered for a while, but he didn't fall down with the support of the red sleeve knife.

Yu Wanwan only has spiritual sense at this time, unable to help the other party, jumping up and down anxiously: "What's the matter with you, are you going to die, I'll take you to a doctor right away?"

"I..." Su Mengzhen panted, and said with difficulty: "I'm not breathing well."

"I can tell." The little monster said in a heavy tone, as if Su Mengzhen was about to die: "After all, you seem to have tuberculosis. You used to cough and wheeze very hard before. Your throat or trachea must be blocked!"

After a pause, she seemed to have made up her mind:

"I'll grab someone to come in and give you artificial respiration."

Su Mengzhen's eyes turned black, he didn't understand why "artificial respiration", he just felt the blood rushing up, covered his mouth and nose lightly and explained: "You... just let me out, that's all." He just needs fresh air That's all.

Hearing this, Yu Wanwan gasped.

Even though he is a spirit body, he still can't help dripping with tears and crying: "Don't give up, it sounds too unlucky to see the starry sky, sunset, evening glow, fragrant snow sea and so on before you die, and I have no shoulder to lend you."

Su Mengzhen felt that he might really be dying.

He was in a daze, holding the red sleeve knife feebly in his right hand, while his left hand and half of his shoulder were unconsciously leaning against the smooth wall of the bowl.Before suffocating and losing consciousness completely, he struggled:

"let me out."

Listen, look, this noble and unyielding soul!

The tinkling sound outside was still going on, and almost everyone in black had numb and sore hands, but they couldn't give up.Among these people, in addition to the rebellious "no hair and no sky", some are professional killers.

In all the years I've been in this business, I've never felt so frustrated.

For such a large order, Zhongyuan Dianhong should be able to accept it.

Just as a certain little guy was complaining, the Big Mac bowl moved!

There was no white light or flickering, just a blink of an eye, even though Mo Beishen kept staring and keeping alert, he still couldn't see how the bowl turned into a human form.

In short, the little monster was lying on top of Su Mengzhen.

The owner of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, which commands the martial arts in the capital, has his eyes closed tightly, knowing nothing about personnel and affairs, and he has no power to fight back... This is a wonderful opportunity! Under Mo Beishen's bloated eyelids, the eyes that have always been looking at him are shining brightly.

He didn't say a word of nonsense, and the well-trained killers followed closely behind. Several rolled blades immediately aimed at different positions on Su Mengzhen's body, and stabbed fiercely——

Poked a blank.

Yu Wanwan hugged their target like a koala, and "Wuhu" flew up with the sound of "Wuhu". Everyone raised their eyes in a daze, and suddenly they were already high in the sky.

Before he recovered, he heard the crisp sound of the weapon falling to the ground.Take a closer look: the blade is transparent, the blade is crimson red, and the bend of the blade is like the slender waist of a peerless beauty... This is naturally Su Mengzhen's red-sleeved knife!

Mo Beishen and the "No Hair and No Sky" under his command couldn't help but stand in awe.

The killer who earns extra money is also pleasantly surprised that he is good enough to do business.

Su Mengzhen is known as "the first knife of Hongxiu Mengzhen" because of the weapon he carries with him. This shows how important this knife is to him. It represents the identity and honor of the owner, but now it is accidentally left behind. up.

Just as Su Mengzhen had to come to save the girl, they had to let her go.Strength is the most important thing in the arena, but reputation, morality, momentum... these are sometimes more important than anything else, including life.

——If a swordsman loses his sword, he is no longer worthy of being called a swordsman; then, what is Su Mengzhen who lost his red sleeve knife?

Mo Beishen winked, and a burly man walked out of the men in black, he was his confidant.The man pushed his companion away brutally, bent down and picked up the knife.

Afterwards, everyone laughed and said: Unless Su Mengzhen will be a turtle for the rest of his life, if he doesn't stop breathing tonight and returns to the Xiaoyu Building where an ambush has been laid for a long time, he may suffer from chest tightness and die of pain.

"Mr. Ge, I'm going to use it to chop off the head of that kid Su Mengzhen!" The man in black held the knife a little roughly, and laughed wildly.

So the red sleeve knife hit him on the neck.

Clean and neat, blood stained it even more miserable.

The quiet street is the home of red.