I turned into a beautiful girl from the bloodshed

"Hui, what are you talking about? How could you be~"

"I mean 'if', 'if I were such a person', would you, would you still love me?"

After Hui finished saying this, her heart was beating wildly like a deer, and it seemed to be pressed down by an invisible boulder. Her pink lips were tightly closed, and the white teeth wrapped inside were desperately trying to get together. The green onion-like slender hand has faintly pressed the round stainless steel chopsticks into an oval shape...

Geng Tai looked at Hui Juemei's small face with a serious look, and even saw a little anxiety in Hui's beautiful eyes.

'This silly girl, this is a play! ? '

Geng Tai stared at Hui's beautiful eyes: "Hui, do you still remember what I said when we first met?"

As soon as Hui heard this, she immediately remembered what happened that night, and her nervous face instantly turned crimson: "Why did you say that all of a sudden?"

"I said at the time, Hui, this is your last chance to go back on your word. After this time, I...will not let go!" Kota's expression entered Hui's eyes firmly, and after he finished speaking, he was about to add , "I remember Hui, you were at that time~"

"Don't, don't say such embarrassing things here." Hui's ears were so red, she had already remembered her own reaction at that time, but she didn't feel it at the time, but now she thinks about it and realizes that she was really too embarrassing !

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Kota replied with a smile.

It was only at this time that Gengtai suddenly realized that he was not asking Hui?

How did it become like this now, could it be...

However, he did not continue to ask.

Because, he already got the answer he wanted.

time,

The two looked at each other.

Although nothing was said, a thousand words were spoken.

At this time, Geng Tai is soft, and this feeling of being unconditionally trusted by the person he loves makes Geng Tai warm.

He secretly made up his mind: he will definitely cherish Hui in his life and give her happiness!

Chapter 279 Force

After school in the afternoon.

Hui and Kota parted ways at the fork in the road to the dance club and the school gate.

Kota prepared to go to the shop where he worked as usual.

Just out of school.

The three youths with unfriendly faces surrounded Geng Tai.

They stopped less than one meter away from Kota, the three masked fiercely, and just standing there made the surrounding atmosphere solemn.

Among them, the man in the middle has a strong body, a brush hair, wearing a black T-shirt, and his bare arms and shoulders are tattoo lines. Since his back is covered, he doesn't know what the tattoos are.His two ears are pierced, and he wears two metal circle ornaments, especially his eyes, even if he looks straight up, he reveals a wave of violence. He is full of gangster outfits, so that passers-by around see him unconsciously. keep away.

And beside him, there are two younger brothers who are obviously dominated by him, one with yellow hair and the other with green hair, both of them have a vicious look.

The three of them are all bigger than Genta, which is normal, after all, Kota is still growing, but these three are already in their 20s.

The tattooed man in the middle said with an unfriendly expression, "Boy, you are Kota Fujiki."

He seemed to be asking, but his tone was already affirmative.

Kota knew something was wrong when he saw the three people surrounding him, and he became nervous instantly, but he also knew that it was too late to run at this time.

We can only wait and see.

At the same time, Kota is also very curious why these three people who are clearly out of society came to him.

Now, it is obvious to hear the question of the eldest among the three.

Kota replied without hesitation: "Ah, it's me, what's wrong?"

The man in the middle looked Koota up and down, and ordered directly: "Come with me."

After the man finished speaking, he walked in front to lead the way, and the two people next to him clamped Kota from left to right to prevent Kota from escaping.

Finally, the man took Kota to the depths of a corner alley near Misaki High School.

The man didn't stop until he was sure he had come to No Man's Land.

"Where is my brother?" The tattooed man turned his head and asked calmly, but his eyes were full of cruelty, as if Kota's answer didn't satisfy him, and he would do it directly.

"Your brother? Who is your brother?"

When Kota heard this question, he immediately knew that the person in front of him should be Jeff Yamamura's gangster cousin: Hayato Yamamura.

Kota immediately became nervous, his brain started to spin rapidly and began to think about countermeasures.

'It must not be admitted. '

'You must not show your feet. '

'I can only pretend not to know. '

'This posture, it looks like I am today...'

······

Geng Tai knew that he couldn't beat the three of them, so his heart ached.

But what he didn't know was that under his extreme tension, his body was also running crazily like an ignited fighter jet engine.

"Boy! How did you talk to our boss?"

The yellow-haired man spoke viciously, he took a step forward with his left foot, his waist turned slightly, adrenaline was secreted, his body was like a dynamite barrel on fire, his right shoulder flexed and stretched, a nerve signal from his brain was like the fuse of a firecracker, and he was the first to ignite The biceps brachii located on the inner side of the arm then produces a chain reaction, instantly activating a series of muscle groups such as the deltoid, brachialis, biceps, brachioradialis, and flexor carpi brachii of the right arm. It was tense to the extreme for a moment, and then released suddenly, the right arm seemed to be a whip, and the slap hit Kota's head with a whistling sound of "huhu~~".

Hooligans and beating people have always been extremely ruthless, there is absolutely no such thing as letting go, and there is no such thing as avoiding or being afraid of killing people.

This yellow-haired young man hit at such a close range, his intention was to slap at least half of Swollen Gengtai's face.

however,

Right now,

Geng Tae's tensed body had a strange feeling.

He didn't feel the slightest sense of crisis about the slap that slapped him.

And, looking at the slap from the yellow fur, a ridiculous thought came to his mind: "It's so slow, so light, and soft, like a baby waving its arms."

Kota didn't realize how unusual it was for him to watch the slap from the opponent as if he was watching frame by frame in slow motion, and it was impossible for ordinary people to do this kind of thing.

"puff!"

Kota just raised his right hand accurately according to what he saw, and grabbed the yellow-haired young man's wrist at a distance of only one centimeter from his cheek.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, Kota grabbed the yellow-haired young man's wrist with "proper luck".

"you!"

When Huang Mao saw this scene, he was actually grabbed by the arm by a high school kid, which made him feel insulted.

"How dare you resist!" He yelled at Kota fiercely.

At the same time, the right wrist that was clamped by Kota struggled hard to break free from Kota's hand, but, struggling, struggling..., he found something was wrong.

Because...it hurts too much!

He felt as if his wrist was clamped by the kind of steel wire pliers that pinched the steel bars, and the bones in his wrist seemed to have been squeezed and deformed. The extreme pain from the bones made him struggle even more desperately, and at the same time he began to scream!

"Aw—ah—————"

He started yelling from the bad words before: "Let go! Let go!..."

His tone was no longer as fierce as before, and the sense of threat was greatly reduced, but it was full of urgency.

The conflict between the yellow-haired youth and Kota seems to have passed for a long time, but in fact it was only a short moment, a few tenths of a second at most.

At this time, the green-haired young man didn't know the yellow-haired young man's pain. He looked at the yellow-haired young man with a sneer and said, "Benchuan, what are you doing? You can't even beat a high school brat!"

The yellow-haired young man heard this voice as if he heard a savior: "Taogu, come and help me, help me quickly, my hand is going to break, break!"

The green-haired young man was a little surprised when he saw the yellow-haired man asking for help.

In his opinion, when Huang Mao slapped him, the high school kid grabbed his wrist.

That's it.

He would not believe that the yellow-haired hand was about to break.

No matter how strong a person is, it is impossible to crush a person's wrist with only the grip of the palm.

The green-haired young man felt that Huang Mao's screams were just because he was cowardly and couldn't stand even a little pain.

It's just, how could he know that Huang Mao's feeling was real, cracks really began to appear in his wrist bones.

Kota at this time is not an ordinary person at all.

A congenital expert spared no expense to expend his own qi to purify him. If it was in the Xia Dynasty, even the emperor would not have this kind of treatment.

You know, even if Hui can refine other people's souls to generate true qi with Guiming warfare, within a week, Hui has devoured 5 souls one after another to satisfy Kota's consumption. It was several years of penance.

However, although the consumption is huge, the effect is also very significant.

Even though Kota couldn't refine his qi energy, the tempering of his body by zhenqi made him reach an inhuman level.

Just like now.

Although the green-haired young man disdains the yellow-haired cowardice and is afraid of pain.

However, no matter how Huang Mao is considered his own, how can he be manipulated by a high school kid.

"Little devil, let go!"

Lumao spoke viciously, and at the same time approached Kota two steps. When the distance between the two was less than half a meter, he clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it at Kota's temple from a tricky angle. severe.

He didn't care if beating someone's temple would kill him or not. As a gangster, he naturally knew that he must be vicious in a fight.If you beat someone to death, at least you are not the one who died.

Therefore, they usually attack the vital points, such as the head, lower body, eyes... no matter how ruthless they are.

This punch is very close to Kota, and because the upper body of the human arm moves when the punch is punched, the speed is faster.

However, Kota looked at this unexpected punch, and that feeling came to his heart again: "It's so slow, why does this fist feel so loose and weak, and, how can I feel that I can smash it with one punch... ···”

Kota suddenly felt a sense of self-confidence. With his right hand, he loosened the yellow-haired wrist that had been obviously sunken and blackened by internal bleeding, and clenched his palm into a fist. When he listened carefully, he could hear a sound similar to "quack~~".

He punched the green-haired young man's fist, fist to fist.

Although there is only a few tenths of a second for Kota to react, it seems to outsiders that Kota has pressed the fast-forward button. It appeared right in front of the green-haired young man's fist.

Then, it was crushed directly.

The fists of the two met in mid-air.

In an instant,

Kota seems to have entered slow-motion time.

He saw that his fist was as powerful as a broken bamboo.

He saw the green-haired young man's fist, first of all the epidermis, dermis and subcutaneous tissue, the impact of his fist pushed inwards and squeezed other tissues and muscles, and then was torn.

Then there are the stratum corneum, transparent layer, granular layer, and basal layer of the subcutaneous tissue, which are full of elasticity. They want to deform and release force, but they are crushed into fleshy foam by the huge impact force, and they can no longer return to their original shape. The soft tissue of his body sprayed out all around, and of course, scarlet blood was indispensable inside.

Kota even witnessed a drop of blood the size of a grain of rice spatter to the tip of his nose.

My fist continued to break through like a bamboo, and the opponent's metacarpophalangeal joint bones seemed to hit the electric drill, and they split open and then shattered. First, the yellow bone marrow (fatty bone marrow) on the outside burst and flew out, some of which were even in the huge The oil droplets were squeezed out under the pressure.

In the end, the hematopoietic red bone marrow in the deepest part of the bone marrow, which looks like a red line, also fell apart under Kota's hammer-like fist.

After a punch.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air.

The green-haired young man didn't know what was going on, he just punched Kota on the temple, but less than a few tenths of a second later,

He saw his right hand... gone! ? ?

Literally gone!

90.00% of the entire palm is gone, and the wound seems to have been run over by an industrial steelmaking press,

The blood and flesh of the wound were intertwined, especially the white bones exposed from the bloody fracture, and the red bone marrow could be seen from the fracture of the bones.

And after the effect of adrenaline is over.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...""