"Mr. Qi, why don't you give it to me because you're so wise and wise?"
Shen Tang almost vomited blood.
She had memorized this passage not long ago.
Condensate Qi into a gang and protect the whole body!
In layman's terms, it means putting a shield on yourself.
It was okay for Qi Shan to only use the condom on herself, but this guy actually quietly retreated behind her, leaving her, a helpless eleven or twelve-year-old homegirl, to face a murderer who was killing everyone in her family!
It’s outrageous!
Qi Shan said calmly: "I am weak and not good at fighting."
Shen Tang: "..."
She suddenly remembered what she had said about Qishan after reading the Spiritual Scroll last night - LYB who used offense as defense and crouched with his head in the grass - now it seemed that this evaluation was not comprehensive, and one more thing had to be added. This guy sold it backhand. The teammates are also pretty easy to use.
"No matter how bad you are at fighting, you are still a young man who has been crowned!!!"
Hiding behind her?
Is this what a man does?
After saying that, she kicked the middle-aged man in the chest.
Looking at the man who was kicked half a foot away before he could react, Qishan said: "A young man who has been crowned can't kick someone so far."
Shen Tang: "..."
The middle-aged man fell to the ground and clutched his chest, his face full of shock. He never thought that Shen Tang, a thin and small child, could be so strong. He slapped the ground with his right hand, jumped up, and shouted: "You don't want your life, so don't blame Sajia for being ruthless!"
He took out a red-lit hatchet from nowhere in his right hand.
Strike at Shen Tang's head!
Boom!
The man's hatchet was blessed with courage and could cut iron like clay. He split the hatchet in Shen Tang's hand into two pieces with just one glance. He was delighted when he saw the situation, and then used brute strength to hold the knife and slash horizontally, aiming at Shen Tang's neck. The smile on his lips became more and more upward, as if he had seen the tragic scene of Shen Tang's head flying up.
Unexpectedly, she ducked and leaned back to avoid the red hatchets coming one after another. Her steps were wrong, but she walked calmly with every step. The middle-aged man didn't have any tricks up his sleeve, all he had was brute force and a red hatchet that cut through iron like clay.
One blow after another.
As long as he is hit by a knife, he will either die or be disabled.
Looking at the cracks on the ground, Shen Tang's expression condensed slightly.
Praying for good, he said at the right time: "Second-class creation."
Still a second-class top-notch man with only brute strength.
Shen Tang seized the opportunity to get closer, flexing his fingers and accumulating power to hit his wrist.
The middle-aged man screamed in pain and was forced to let go of the hatchet in his hand. She took the opportunity to give him a hard kick three inches below his navel. This kick not only sent the man flying, but also caused Qishan to gasp subconsciously.
Covering your face with your sleeves, you can't bear to look directly.
No man can endure such pain.
Middle-aged men are no exception.
He screamed and bent over, but he fell into Shen Tang's hands. He was grabbed by the hair and ears, and pushed downwards against her bent knees.
Boom!
Qi Shan subconsciously touched the position of his nose bones.
He felt hurt for the man just looking at him.
At this moment, he caught a shadow moving outside the paper window with his peripheral vision, and he thought without thinking -
“We stand together through thick and thin, and we stand together in times of danger and danger!”
Almost at the moment when the word "Zheng" fell, a gray light broke open the window with unmatched momentum and struck Shen Tang's brain. At the same time as the gray light arrived, the word aura suddenly lit up around her.
The two collided, and the air wave exploded with a bang.
Shen Tang had already avoided it. Looking at the gun blade that had sunk several inches into the ground, he raised his head and looked out the window - there were enemies in the dark!
Qishan said: "My accomplice must be a third-class hairpin owl."
He has rich experience and can roughly judge the strength of his accomplices just based on the strength of the shot just now.
But the next sentence is——
"Shen Xiaolangjun should be able to handle it."
Shen Tang: "..."
The subtext of these words is that he still wants to be on the edge of OB.
Unlike the disorganized middle-aged man, the one who came now was obviously a practicing master. He jumped in and rushed in, sucking the palm of his hand, and the spear inserted into the ground flew into his hand.
However, the target was not Shen Tang, but a feint to attack Qi Shan.
The person who came was dressed in black, nine feet tall, with a strong back and strong muscles. Just standing gave people a huge imposing presence, making the originally spacious house look narrow and intimidating.
Qi Shan had an expression of "Sure enough," and silently recited the single-word spirit in a leisurely manner. The light surging under his feet, his body swayed slightly and he had already stepped back more than ten feet. The man in black still wanted to pursue him, but Shen Tang came to kill him with the "Mother Sword".
Bang!
A clash of guns and swords.
Qishan moved to a safer open place and slowly added: "When I am in danger, I will give to others. Therefore - when I am in danger, others are in danger. If others want to be in danger, they need help to relieve my difficulties."
The spirit of words fell, but the light of text lit up at Shen Tang's feet.
Shen Tang, who heard the words clearly: "...???"
While blocking the enemy's violent spear thrusts, he shouted angrily: "Qi Yuanliang! Just be a human being!"
Qishan is a real dog!
There is nothing wrong with that sentence at first glance, but the translation is like this - if I am in danger, I will pass the danger to others. If I endanger others, they will be in danger, so that person has to help if he wants to be safe. I deal with danger.
It amounts to mandatory risk sharing.
"Mr. Shen Xiaolang, everything is about the overall situation." Hearing this, Qishan actually smiled cheekily and said, "As the saying goes - 'If the literary heart is not eliminated, the martial courage will not be extinguished'. This man is a disciple of the Lian family, not You don’t know this truth. I’m so weak, I can entrust my life to Mr. Shen Xiaolang..."
Shen Tang: "..."
Brother Qi Yuanliang, do you still remember what I said last night, "Do you think this sword of mine is a decoration or a handy weapon?"
Just one night, you have developed the character of a frail scholar?
boom!
A large hole was opened in the roof of the house by the gray light that flew away from the sword.
This man was surprisingly strong, at least much worse than the third-class hairpin owl officer. Shen Tang took a few steps back to relieve his weight. Looking at the slightly numb tiger's mouth, his face darkened: "Qi Yuanliang, are you sure about him?" Is it a third-class hairpin owl?"
Qi Shan was about to say "yes" when he saw the man's thick lips slightly parted as he murmured something through the oil lamp that was still on. Immediately after his whole body's momentum changed, hundreds of gun shadows danced out in an instant, and the gun's body wrapped around Shen Tang's sword like a spiritual snake.
He carefully identified the mouth shape.
[Soldiers have no permanent momentum, water has no permanent shape...]
This is……
Pray for good and instant enlightenment.
"Be careful, this guy is the fourth grade!"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a slightly illusory black shadow quietly appeared in the blind corner of Shen Tang's sight, forming a pincer attack from the front and back with the man in black who was entangled with Shen Tang. As the gunfire hit, Shen Tang seemed to have eyes behind him. He grabbed the hanging curtain and jumped vertically onto the broken cantilever to avoid the gunshot that hit his heart.
"Damn it, you can actually have a [body]!"
As soon as she stood firm, the voice of praying for good came to her ears.
He said: "Stars spread all over the place!"
Buzz——
The criss-crossing words stretched out from under his feet. At first glance, it looked like a huge chessboard. The chessboard appeared, and the man in black's feet sank, his knees trembling slightly, as if there were huge rocks pressing on his shoulders and his legs were trapped in an invisible quagmire. He shouted loudly, and the martial energy bloomed all over his body, and the gray light and the literary light collided with each other, making a harsh collision sound.
Shen Tang looked at this scene and didn't know how to help.
This was beyond her comprehension.
Qi Shan saw her worry and said coldly: "Just beat him, leave the rest to me, catch the ones alive!"
The threshold for being a public servant or a superior is very low and can be achieved by a martial artist. The third-level hairpin owl is the watershed. At the fourth level, you can use the art of war to express your spirit, and you can become a centurion in the army.
If you are willing to join the ranks of powerful men and have nothing to worry about, how can you become a bandit and make a living by robbing and killing people?
