Chapter 663 Please enter the urn

Style: Girl Author: Jiang MuyunWords: 1334Update Time: 24/01/12 03:15:46
I deliberately asked: "Are you okay?"

"it's okay no problem."

Liu Xi removed his hands from his shoulders and said with a smile, "It's probably time for me to take a shower."

When I arrived at the teahouse, I stopped and looked back at Liu Xi: "Brother, there is nothing else to do tonight. If they don't die, we won't survive."

Liu Xi's dark face showed a hint of ferocity: "Hold on!"

"Bang!"

I took the lead in kicking open the door of the teahouse and shouted angrily in a high-pitched voice: "Everyone in the house should come out to die!"

"Whoosh!"

A breeze blew past, and Ji Canghai landed steadily in front of me.

Seeing him recover to this extent, I am happy for him from the bottom of my heart.

"Liu Xi!" I suddenly raised my voice: "Just use this one who is not afraid of death to operate!"

Liu Xi flicked his sleeves, and a pair of punches suddenly appeared on the fingers of both hands. This thing is known as the king of close combat, and a hit will definitely cause serious injury!

Seeing him rushing forward, I quickly stepped back.

No one knows Ji Canghai’s skills better than me, and I don’t want to be a punching bag.

Ji Canghai jumped up in the air, knelt down and hit Liu Xi's face with a pair of iron knees.

Liu Xi was also very dexterous. Seeing Ji Canghai approaching, he immediately leaned forward and relied on this dangerous move to dodge the blow.

After missing a hit, Ji Canghai turned over and whipped out a high whip kick, which hit Liu Xi's scar that had not yet healed.

Tsk, I watched helplessly as a stream of red and yellow pus oozed from the scar.

In an instant, a howl comparable to that of a slaughtered pig rang out.

Ji Canghai kicked his feet fiercely and kicked out twice like lightning. Seeing Liu Xi falling back, Ji Canghai swooped down again, locked Liu Xi's neck with one arm, and pressed down violently.

I saw Ji Canghai use this move in the ring, it's called guillotine!

The moment Liu Xi fell into coma, the group of blind brothers behind him immediately became unable to sit still and surged up like a tide.

As they rushed forward, they scratched their bodies, probably reacting to the food.

These people's boxing techniques were exactly the same. They all relied on short strikes, entangling Ji Canghai like loaches.

Those fists with jabs were aimed at his eyes almost every time, but he didn't avoid them at all and directly chose to fight them head-on.

Ji Canghai was not showy, but his punches were not empty. Anyone who received his punch would not be able to stand up.

He was like a flexible swimming dragon, constantly changing his shape in the crowd, fighting his way from the room to the door.

By the time he had gone through this experience, no one on the ground could stand up, not even a groan was heard.

Ji Canghai shook his arms and sneered: "A bunch of rubbish."

This battle took less than ten minutes in total. It was always like this for masters to deal with each other. Every move they made was a killing move and they would not be sloppy.

I looked at him dumbfounded and whispered, "Did you forget something?"

"Um?"

Ji Canghai looked at me with a stern expression: "What did you forget?"

"Brother, didn't you agree that you should pretend that you can't beat him and take this old man out of here?"

He was obviously taken aback, and then I smiled and said, "I'm basically back to my full strength, and ten more won't be enough for me."

I made him stomp his feet angrily: "F*ck!"

Everyone has weaknesses, and Ji Canghai is no exception. Once he opens his heart, he will completely let himself go.

At this time, a voice sounded from behind the screen: "You have to go."

I looked back and saw that it was Xiaomei.

Xiaomei calmly walked out from behind the screen: "I gave you the top medicine. In a short period of time, you will feel that your energy is unlimited. After a few hours, you will be exhausted. If you don't go to bed in time, you will be exhausted." Blood disorders, the mildest form of which is a stroke."

Ji Canghai looked at his fist in disbelief: "You didn't lie to me?"

Xiaomei blinked and said calmly and indifferently: "Remind you, it's just out of medical ethics. Whether you die or not has nothing to do with me. There is no need to lie to you."

I quickly continued: "If you insist on not leaving, if the other side sends people to kill you again, you will not be able to save the teahouse, nor will you be able to save your own life."

After a brief hesitation, Ji Canghai nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Hmm..." He pondered for a moment: "How long can this medicine last?"

Xiaomei looked at the time and said firmly: "You still have three hours at most."