Chapter 1838: Nine Kings gather together to disturb the capital 11

With the speed that was much stronger than the other party, Xiying punched a bodyguard's fist with one punch, then pulled his hand to fight with another bodyguard head-on. He remained motionless, but the bodyguard was shocked by the powerful force and quickly retreated and knocked over the table behind.

The last bodyguard used the strength of his foot to step on the sofa and a side kick was about to hit Xiying's waist. Unfortunately, in Xiying's opinion, the three of them did not cooperate tacitly and were not fast.

Xiying grabbed his backhand and accurately grabbed his calves with his hands. When the other party was shocked and wanted to turn around and kick back, Xiying's gesture moved and actually pushed the strong man weighing more than 180 kilograms and the power brought by inertia. He completely shook it hard with his hands and smashed it hard at a table next to him.

"Bang" The bodyguard smashed his body hard on the Western dining table, pushing it inertia, sweeping all the items on the table to the ground, making a crackling sound.

And he had already fallen under the table and screamed while rolling. Without being surprised, the force that the leader of the blood sect could not be fought against by his little bodyguard, let alone being able to stand up after one blow.

There was also a bodyguard who was forced to retreat and no longer dared to rush up alone. He just protected Xu Guohao, who was stunned, and retreated repeatedly and met with the bodyguards who rushed in outside.

Li Xiangjun, who was squeezed into the inside of the sofa, looked at this scene, covering her mouth with an incredible look. She never expected that she would have such skills and strength under the elegant appearance of the commander.

The tension in the Western restaurant attracted all the attention, and the waiters, managers and other staff in the restaurant had already avoided this place of trouble, hid inside and looked here in panic.

Xu Guohao hid behind the group of bodyguards, and watched the other party easily settle his three personal bodyguards with a lazy expression. He couldn't believe whether it was his bodyguard too incompetent or this little white-faced person too strong.

Xu Guohao stared at him fiercely and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"I am Xiangjun's boyfriend. Didn't you hear it just now?"

Xu Guohao said in a cold voice: "Hmph, I don't care who you are. If you provoke me, the only price will be death?"

Xiying said with a brilliant look on her face: "I'm afraid of everything, but I'm not afraid of shameless guys like you."

"Okay, okay!" Xu Guohao gasped, "I admire your backbone that is not afraid of death."

"Being a man requires some backbone, and one cannot be too shameless, nor can one be a person who is a person who is sting his back and scolds a bastard." Xiying took the red wine handed over by Li Xiangjun, reached out and pinched her smooth face, and said evilly: "Baby Xiangjun, do you think so?"

Li Xiangjun bit her red lips lightly and gave him a rare look. Coupled with the pure smell on her beautiful face, there was a faint charm in the purity.

"Haha" Xu Guohao saw that he was flirting and leisurely in such an atmosphere, and laughed in anger, and then said word by word: "You don't want to leave here tonight."

"Is that right? That's the truth."

Xiying raised her glass and took a sip. Suddenly, she raised her feet and stepped on the face of the bodyguard with a broken sternum in front with her shiny leather shoes. She smiled cruelly and said, "Do you know why you suffered such torture? It's very simple. You were following the wrong master, and you were a very dirty and shameless master!"

The tall bodyguard outside the door was slapped and even his teeth were knocked off. At this moment, another serious injury companion who was still conscious was insulted by the "little white face" in front of him who was full of disgusting elegance.

The faces of the bodyguards in the aisle changed. Although the slap and trampling did not fall on their heads, they could still imagine the feeling of cowardice and humiliation.

Before Xu Guohao could wave his hand to let them kill him, one of the ten bodyguards said, "Don't talk nonsense with this kid, rush up and do him together."

In an instant, everyone came along the aisle or on the table, and rushed towards him with a fierce look on his face.

Xiying really wanted a small dagger to appear in his right hand, creating a bloody scene that would make him very excited. However, he, who had always known how to be polite, finally gave up this tempting idea in order to take into account the psychological endurance of the beautiful women behind him.

But so what? One hand and two feet can still make all these bodyguards who are considered to be in the rank of the world in China.

Xiying still gracefully held the crystal cup with one hand, but with the other hand, she suddenly picked up the bottle of Margot wine that was still half remaining on the table and rushed forward to the front bodyguard like lightning.

The bodyguard still thought he could dodge, but unfortunately some speed was not expected. When he turned sideways and wanted to avoid another kick, "Bang!" The fragrant red wine sprayed, accompanied by natural miserable humming and blood splashing.

Another one fell down with one move!

Li Xiangjun looked at the bodyguard who fell down with bloody head, and she couldn't bear to see it. After living for more than twenty years, she was still a big girl in a sedan chair for the first time after experiencing such a bloody thing.

Turning his eyes again, the commander's left hand holding the crystal cup was as steady as Mount Tai, and even the dripping of wine stains did not splash out. The elegant and dazzling and bloody violence were present on a man, either an angel or a devil.

Tonight, he is destined to be a devil!

Xiying smiled faintly, paused to the ground with one foot, bounced up quickly, avoiding the side attack, and the elegant figure paused miraculously in the air. The American bodyguard wanted to work together to kill him in the air.

Unfortunately, they never had a chance. The falling body seemed slow, but in fact it was as fast as lightning. The price of the wrong judgment could only be serious injury and fall to the ground.

"Bang bang," Xiying kicked a series of difficult 180-degree kicks in the air. When the American bodyguard was unwilling to be as soft as a pile of mud, he landed steadily, and raised his hand and punched him like lightning.

The sneak attacker felt an extremely powerful recoil force attacking him, floating out like willow catkins, hitting his companion behind him, and suddenly he was overturned.

The action of the two men was like a drop in the bucket, one hurt the other, which completely inspired the fierceness of the bodyguards who usually followed Xu Guohao to do a lot of bad things. Everyone looked at each other and rushed over, inside and outside the aisle, up and down the dining table, wherever they could pass by.

Xiying narrowed her slender eyes, and a lazy smile ripped on the corner of her mouth.

"Bang bang," the sound of fists and feet fighting was endless. Xiying took down all their offensives with their speed of electricity and strong strength, and resolved them invisibly. Her expression was like walking in the garden, casual and natural, while the red wine was still not sprinkled.

"It's over?" Xiying stuck out her tongue and licked her lips very evilly, and said with a bright face: "It's my turn."

Xiying drank the red wine in her hand in one gulp and gracefully placed the crystal cup on a dining table beside her. The moment the cup was put steadily, Li Xiangjun covered her mouth with her hands, shocked to the point of being unsurprising, because the slender figure was no longer in place.

A figure that was floating out of dust swept forward at the speed of lightning and fire, shuttled through the gaps between the bodyguards. Then, one after another, one thick body after another broke away from the flowing figure, and occasionally blood arrows ejected from the mouth.

In addition to covering her mouth, Li Xiangjun also covered her mouth. Perhaps only in this way can she express her surprise. She never imagined that those bodyguards were so vulnerable in front of him.

Li Xiangjun looked at the bodyguard screaming and groaning on the ground, and couldn't help but turn her head and stare at the handsome young man with a calm face standing in the field. No one woman doesn't want her man to be strong.

Xu Guohao, the protagonist of another incident, was completely shocked when faced with such a terrible scene. How could this be possible?

"I originally thought that after a while, when my relationship with Xiangjun stabilized, I would check who had hurt her. You, the real master, came to your door by yourself." Xiying walked towards Xu Guohao who was standing at the door from afar, and smiled coldly, "Very good, now that you are automatically delivered to your door, don't blame me for being polite."

Suddenly, Xiying looked cold, and a "swoosh" sound in her hand, the flying knife shot out like lightning, and as sharp as eyes, hit the thigh of a bodyguard who had the perseverance despite being seriously injured.

"Bang!" The body weighing nearly 200 pounds fell dejectedly in front of Li Xiangjun, making a heavy sound of hitting the ground.

Li Xiangjun looked at the body in front of her that was still squirming with blood flowing in her body, and her pupils were shrinking. Her heart was gradually bearing the strength, so she was still very strong and did not scream, but just covered her mouth tightly.

"As a flower guard, you are very powerful, unexpectedly strong." Although Xu Guohao was still shocked, he was still brave as a rich man who had seen strong winds and waves. "But, don't think that the ten bodyguards who defeated me thought that tonight's victory belonged to you."

Xiying stopped suddenly, her slender eyes narrowed slightly, "So, you still have hidden means to use it."

Before he finished speaking, the roar of cars came from the intersection not far outside the door.

In Xu Guohao's gloomy smile, black vans appeared at the entrance of the restaurant. The doors were opened one after another, and black shadows appeared on the streets. In the shadows, dozens of strong men appeared outside the door.

Xiying looked through the glass window curtain, holding machetes in her hands, cold and cold, saying that she was Xu Guohao's bodyguard, but she didn't look like her.

"Are these your methods?" Xiying faintly exuded a hint of contempt that was not easy to detect.

"What do you think?" Xu Guohao's cold face instantly burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!