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Chapter two hundred and eighty second master's mood

"What did you say?!" Jing asked with an exaggerated expression, as if he heard the biggest joke in the world.

Although this policeman named Liu may be very fierce, she has not fought with him in person.

In fact, in recent years, her own strength has improved by leaps and bounds and no longer has any opponents. If M hadn't had to implement the strategy of boiling frogs in warm water, she would have found Liu Jianming to challenge him unilaterally.

Sometimes, experts are also very lonely, and the artistic conception that is so cold that it is really hard for ordinary people to experience.

In recent years, she has gradually realized that Dugu Qiubai's loneliness in martial arts dramas.

However--

Liu Jianming immediately applied color. He kicked a chair and the chair exploded and bombed directly towards Jing like a shell.

Because she falsely accused herself and separated her brotherly relationship, Liu Jianming had long been resentful. Giving her the opportunity was just because she had a love relationship with her last time. If she had no such relationship, he was too lazy to say anything to her.

Jing was shocked. He wanted to show off his demeanor like a master, but he didn't expect Liu Jianming to take action when he had a disagreement.

When she realized it, the chair like a shell had already arrived in front of her, and it was too late to dodge.

She could only hold the knife in both hands and slash down at the oncoming chair.

"Crazy!"

The chair was split in half from it, smoke and dust flying, debris flying, and the face was filled with a burning pain.

Liu Jianming took the opportunity to make great strides...

Jing was angry and angry, and evil was jealous. He held the knife in his right hand and wanted to slash Chen Haiyao on the ground under the knife.

However, Liu Jianming had already fallen in front of her, and she had just revealed this idea.

Liu Jianming clenched his fist with his right hand and punched her cheek. The fist "chichi!" sounded like thunder.

Jing was shocked. She now knew how wise the way M and the sisters were. Her so-called "Dugu Qiubai" strength was like a little girl in her eyes, young, pale, powerless, and even very ridiculous.

The power of this punch is not something she can bear with her physical body.

Since you can't handle it head-on, you can only dodge.

But she was stunned just now, and he took the initiative. The speed of punching was so fast that she could no longer dodge it.

So Jing could only cut across and face the punching fist, trying to cut off his fist head-on.

However--

Liu Jianming's right fist is just a fake move, and the real killer move is in his left fist.

His right fist suddenly retracted in the middle of the way, and his left fist was as fast as a meteor toward her right temple.

Both people were injured on the ground, especially the woman, who formed a pool of blood on the ground. If it was delayed, the slim blood would kill her.

He wants to defeat Jing as soon as possible and then send the injured to the hospital.

Jing was simply shocked. She found that she had almost no chance to fight back. Even the defense was so pale and powerless. She now wanted to die.

Shame, a naked shame!

She was born with only two shames. The first was that she was in the base, and was entrusted by three mercenaries when she graduated from school, of course...

Those three damn bastards have been cut off by themselves and ended their lives.

The second shame is today.

Her identity as a master was trampled on and her self-esteem was ruthlessly destroyed.

With a "bang!", Jing couldn't avoid it, and in desperation, he used his left arm to block it.

"Click!" The wrist was violently broken, causing severe pain, and a heart-wrenching pain.

"Ah--" She couldn't help but screamed, and tears were almost falling from the pain. When did she suffer such pain?

Liu Jianming withdrew his right hand and then punched her straight punch on the ball on her indescribable left.

With a "puff!" sound of flesh, after q bounced, Jing's chest suffocated, and his breathing was difficult, his body flew backwards, and the crackling sound made the TV on the glass table smash.

He was in a mess and ended up even more miserable than Chen Haiyao who was slumped in the ruins of the sofa.

Liu Jianming rushed over immediately. If such a high-level killer does not completely destroy her, she will likely give you a fatal blow at any time.

He is not a bloodthirsty person. Although his golden fingers are strong, they should be used to maintain justice, rather than killing for his own selfish desires.

Therefore, the artistic conception of Dugu Qiubai did not exist at all for Liu Jianming.

If he wasn't tired of the system, he would rather be an ordinary person.

Jing lying on the ground, with resentment, she was unwilling to accept it—

What she trains hard every day is to become the strongest master and make the wastes who think with their lower body tremble under their pomegranate skirt.

However--

The facts made her a very realistic joke...

This person is simply unscientific.

During this period, she also secretly observed it.

He has no special training every day except for normal commuting, so how could he have endless explosive power?

Oh my God, why!?

I'm not willing to give up!

She struggled to stand up again with her strong will. Although her left hand was broken and she didn't know where to throw the short knife, she still had her right hand and two legs, so she could fight again.

The students of m have received more than just this inhuman training. Everyone will not give up until the last moment.

When Liu Jianming saw her standing up again, he felt a little surprised. He knew his own strength and his combat power best.

Apart from the more unscientific Tianyang Health Preservation, he has not encountered any opponents that can be fought.

This woman is already an admirable opponent.

However, no matter how much he admires, he will never be lenient towards the enemy.

He immediately punched him again.

Maybe Jing was determined to fight back, which stimulated the combat power of the whole body, and his movements were much more agile than before he was injured.

She turned to the left slightly, immediately put her palm on her hand, and cut it with a knife.

Liu Jianming was surprised and sighed in his heart that this woman was possessed by her aunt, and her combat effectiveness suddenly increased.

Liu Jianming dared not be careless. It is common for experts who were more awesome than himself in the novels I read before.

Liu Jianming immediately shrank his neck, flashed his hand, then charged his left leg and kicked it hard.

Jing took a step back, suddenly jumped up on the ground, grabbed the chandelier on the ceiling with one hand, and kicked Liu Jianming's head like a windmill. His toes were shining coldly, and they turned out to be raised sharp blades.

Liu Jianming's face was solemn. There were so many deadly weapons hidden in this woman. While he retreated, he blocked with his hands, making crackling sounds, carefully not touching the tip of the blade.

"Ah ha--"
Chapter completed!
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