A man. A lifetime without a few bloody and bone-crushing fights. Is he still a man?
Wei Xiaobai has been in fights. He's had countless stitches on his head. But that was when he was young, full of vigor and energy to spare.
Nowadays, Wei Xiaobai is more skilled at using his brain. A fight, how many people to mobilize, whether it's bare-handed or with knives, or even guns hidden at the waist. These are all things that famous young masters discuss while smoking in private rooms, seeking his advice. Wei Xiaobai has long since abandoned "personally taking action". He truly doesn't get his hands dirty, like a spring onion.
Wei Xiaobai never does things at a loss. Seeing that the situation is unfavorable, Wei Xiaobao's set of sword moves he can all use. However, once the situation becomes evenly matched or even more advantageous... just watch Wei Xiaobai play his tricks.
What speed is this? This is the reaction speed of a mechanized unit.
It was just a short while ago. A small alley mouth was suddenly surrounded by over 100 police officers. Police cars "Woo Woo Woo" one after another rushed to the scene. It's comparable to when they arrested "Er Wang" back then.
A dozen or so military police were surrounded by hundreds of black dogs... What a magnificent scene. What a tragic atmosphere.
It has a lot of the urgency of being besieged back then. However, it is completely devoid of the sorrow and grief of the banks of the Wusong River.
Because. Gong Xiaoyue is not King Yama.
He does not have Yu Ji.
Or so to speak, he is precisely the "king of kings" who came to strip off Yu Ji's disguise.
Also, in Gong Xiaoyue's eyes, these plainclothes police are no better than street vendors.
These black dogs are empty-handed and unarmed. They're all scared to death. On the wall of a police station not far from their compound, slogans were painted: "Robbery is against the law. Beating up civilians will put you in jail." "No private manufacture of guns allowed. No private storage of ammunition allowed." As soon as it gets dark, they dare not go out. At most, they'll copy some fake Xinjiang people on the street selling roasted lamb skewers and sweet pastries. The real Xinjiang people can't speak Mandarin fluently. They ride unlicensed three-wheelers with iron racks for roasting meat or trays of pastries arranged with apricot kernels and fruit nuts that look shiny on the surface. Nobody dares to mess with these Xinjiang people. Each one carries at least two knives on their body, a curved knife at the waist and a small knife in their boots. When they get anxious, they use their knives to speak. It's quite effective.
You think these black dogs are nothing. Gong Xiaoyue and his brothers can take down half of them in one round.
But
Obviously, Master Gong still underestimated the little police officer.
Nowadays, the city management and traffic police are a perfect match. Even American soldiers wouldn't dare to mess with them.
A bloody massacre.
See blood.
Choking.
Choking.
See blood.
One painful move and your mother's arm is gone. Your mother's ladle has been spent.
In the chaos of battle. Jun Pizi was fierce and professional. But after all, he couldn't withstand the numerous black dog men who had some martial arts skills. He was eventually subdued one by one.
Gong Xiaoyue was held up by four people. His green uniform was torn to shreds. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and eyes.
At this time.
Wei Xiaobai brother who has been watching from inside the car all along. Come down, bird.
First, he leaned back slightly, tilted his head and narrowed his eyes to take a good look at the blue Jaguar XKR-S.
Damn it! These soldiers are really ignorant. The rear door was kicked into a big hole.
Cough. It's not that I don't recognize the goods, it's just that I recognize them too well, okay? You, Wei Xiaobai, bring out a car worth over 10 million and take a look. These soldiers don't even notice your car. This absolutely means they look up to your blue Jaguar. The more they destroy, the more they look up to you.
Wei Xiaobai glanced at the big cave and walked towards Gong Xiaoyue with his hands behind his back, lowering his head slightly.
In front of him. Stand still.
Head still lowered. Little by little. As if thinking of something. Finally. Raised head.
"Colonel. I've had enough of you. Either I'll screw your mother or I'll screw your ancestors. Your damn family and my old man are sworn enemies."
"Ptui." Gong Xiaoyue spat a mouthful of blood onto his face. He grinned, showing red teeth. "You little coward can only fuck those slutty women."
Wei Xiaobai lifted his foot and kicked him hard in the lower body.
"I fuck your mother..." Gong Xiaoyue let out a loud roar. But. Mixed with deep pain...
Poisonous. Too poisonous. Which man can withstand a ruthless kick there.
Wei is a complete scumbag... At this time, he has the upper hand. It's all about bullying you to death.
A glance. The four people who were holding him up let go at the same time. Gong Xiaoyue was originally kicked hard in the lower body, and he felt a sharp pain that made him wish he were dead. He was slammed to the ground.
Dawn jumps...
Dawn jumps...
His brothers saw Xiao Yue being humiliated like this. Everyone's emotions were stirred up. Unfortunately, the Hei Gouzi suppressed them and they couldn't turn things around.
Wei mixed eggs will play with people. Wei tilted his head slightly. The four of them picked up Gong Xiaoyue who was lying on the ground again and put him back on the frame.
Xiao Bai is approaching.
Hand. Moved up his waistband.
He began to undo his belt.
To be honest.
This scene is too damn beautiful.
A demonic man.
Full of jest and ridicule.
A man in military uniform covered in blood was leaning against him.
He unfastened his belt with one hand...
Especially.
The blood-soaked military uniform man is so handsome.
A man with a strong masculine aura. His unrealistically beautiful eyes, however, were filled with murderous intent. They glowed bright red. Suddenly, he ferociously bared his teeth and was about to bite the neck of the man who was unfastening his belt.
It's really biting now. Absolutely one piece of meat falls to the ground.
However, Wei Xiaobai stepped aside. As he did, his hand brushed against something and the zipper on his military pants came undone.
This is even more fragrant and can't be added anymore.
A hundred or so hot-blooded party members. Staring wide-eyed at Gōng Xiǎoyuè's slightly sagging military pants, under the cover of a Dior belt, were tight grey briefs...
Wei Xiaobai is a ghost. Afraid he'll bite again. Slightly crouched down. Got closer again. Pulled once more. The military pants completely fell down.
Not enough.
He teased him like a cat, arching his back, hand reaching for his grey underwear...
Wei Xiaobai will not give up.
Kick you in the pants. Is stunning.
Stripped clean. Then kicked again. That's what it means to be thoroughly relieved.
But
At the most thrilling moment, you can't resist a sonorous and moving cry.
"Stop it."
A hundred pairs of crazy eyes stared towards the entrance of the alley in unison.
Wei Xiaobai also slowly turned his head over...
He was furious. Like an angry little bird, his face turned white and he clenched his fists standing there.
Wei Xiaobai was just about to laugh when he raised his hand and pointed at her, telling her to get on the car first. But he never expected...
She stepped on her high heels and shook her ponytail like a middle school student, then rushed over here.
"Ancestor, be careful... You slow down..." Wei Xiaobai hurriedly walked towards her with his hands outstretched, thinking he needed to catch her. He was afraid that if she lost control for a moment, her foot would twist and sprain, which would be a disaster.
But... but...
Ancestors are not afraid of ankle sprains.
Ancestors came with a spirit of disregard for life and death, risking their necks being broken.
She didn't even notice Xiao Bai's concern for her as he walked over the few steps. And Wei Xiaoye stretched out his hands to catch and hold hers...
He rushed up to Gong Xiaoyue...
First, it was like an old hen protecting her chicks. She opened her arms and shielded him. "Don't hurt him. Let him go quickly."
Then.
Like a doting mother, she turned around and helped her "son" put on his pants.
She was so embarrassed wearing these pants that her face turned red and her hands were shaking.
So close to him. This close.
Gong Xiaoyue's heart... wished everything would just stop.
I don't know anything.
I don't know anything.
The only white is in her eyes and on her neck. Extending down to her flustered and heaving chest...
There was only a faint scent of fragrance in her nose, like the smell of milk, a bit fishy, a bit meaty. The more she smelled it carefully, the more it seeped into her bones and turned into poison that couldn't be pulled out.
In the blink of an eye, it's gone.
A moment. White. Fragrant. Bloody flesh. Suddenly all withdrawn.
She turned around again. Her ponytail brushed against his nostrils... Heard it again.
"You let him go. Did you hear that?"
It's that old hen protecting her chicks again, with arms outstretched.
A few steps away.
Wei Xiaobai narrowed his eyes.
"You know him."
He bit his lip for a long time, looking embarrassed.
"I don't know him. But I have something to look for him."
A sentence "don't know" hurts Gong Xiaoyue so much. It hurts so much!
But. Xiao Yue can endure it. At this time, it seems that she can only rely on herself to escape. She endured it.
Wei Xiaobai raised an eyebrow.
"What's he looking for."
"Let him go first. I'll talk to you later."
These words. Wei Xiaobai found them pleasant to hear.
However
Gong Xiaoyue is another nail in the coffin. The pain has become numb...
I'll tell you later.
I'll tell you later...
What kind of trust and intimacy is this?
Who is this man?
Who is it.
So many police officers were mobilized in such a short period of time.
Very evil and poisonous.
The key is... being so intimate with her like this...
Xiao Yue's mind was full of numbness, yet she still maintained a strong and calm demeanor.
The four men let go of him. The man seemed to have really released him.
Making people look at him with new eyes. Still this eccentric nerve.
She suddenly became more elegant and refined.
With both hands on his waist, Gong Xiaoyue's one arm was kicked by the Root of Life who had not yet recovered from the previous attack.
"Where is your car key?"
Xiao Yue was indeed stunned for a moment, but then looked at the left pocket of his military uniform jacket.
She was still holding onto him with one hand, her body stretched out horizontally, and with the other hand she reached into his left pocket.
This posture is like hugging him.
Her right hand rummaged in his left pocket for half a day. Pulled out a bunch of keys.
Then he held his arm with both hands.
"We're getting on." She said with her head slightly lowered, seeming a bit shy, in a soft voice.
He supported him and they got into the military jeep step by step.
After settling him in the front passenger seat...
Alright. The bright eyes at this moment make men open their eyes again.
She still stepped on her n-inch black high heels, coolly opened the Jeep door, sat in the driver's seat, shifted gears, turned the steering wheel, reversed, and then "whoosh" drove away.
Being able to drive such a military jeep so skillfully... and yet being such a delicate and charming woman... A hint of coolness flashed across her face, set off by the rugged military jeep.
Astonish the world.
Perhaps. At the same time, a thought flashed through Gong Xiaoyue and Wei Xiaobai's minds.
Who taught her to drive a military jeep...
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