Chapter 1841: Nine Kings gather together to disturb the capital 14

Xiying easily carried her, who was only nearly 100 kilograms, and supported her plump buttocks with her left hand. Through the thin gauze skirt, he could clearly feel her smooth and delicate skin.

Her body fits with his back without a gap. The delicate and erotic feeling made Xiying unnaturally knead her, and she felt an urge to correct her Dharma on the spot.

In this "dangerous and stimulating" environment, Li Xiangjun felt the scorching breath emitted by her boyfriend's left hand and the kneading, and her face turned red.

Li Xiangjun's fragrant tongue couldn't help but lick his earlobe, and gasped and said, "Xiangjun wants you."

Xiying laughed loudly, full of heroic spirit. He turned around and glared at the empty air behind him, then stepped towards the gangsters who had reached their sight. Li Xiangjun didn't understand what Xiying's look meant, but Xiying knew that there was the elite power of the Blood Sect. At this moment, Xiying didn't want to let the Blood Sect attack the Yamaguchi group directly, which would have unnecessary impact on the entire plan. After all, Yamaguchi group is not an ordinary gangster. From now on, if it was Yamaguchi group that really wanted to deal with Xiying, it would definitely not be these miscellaneous troops. It might be like Miyamoto San said that someone paid the money.

Miyamoto's two little brothers rushed to the front, and two Japanese-style short swords on the left and right were all directed towards the head of Xiying's tribe. If they were hit, even if Xiying's potential was doubled by the superpowers brought by the commander, the strength and speed were only strong. He was still an ordinary person with flesh and blood, and he had to be bleeding.

Xiying's body was slightly tilted, so wonderful that she avoided the attack of two Japanese short swords. Her right hand quickly grabbed the arm of a gangster, and when he was shocked, he twisted his strength, leading him to another gangster. "When" the collision of two Japanese short swords emitted dazzling sparks in the darkness. Li Xiangjun was shocked by the opponent's full strength and his arms were even numb.

Xiying took advantage of the situation to break the right arm bone of the gangster who was controlled by Shangzhong. With a heart-wrenching wail, he could no longer hold the Japanese short knife in his hand. The Japanese short knife fell to the ground along a straight trajectory, but was lifted by Xiying with his right instep. It was thrown up again and landed steadily on Xiying's casual right hand.

The above actions were just a flash of lightning. Xiying smiled and weighed the thin Japanese short knife as thick as a thumb in her hand. Li Xiangjun, who had never blinked her eyes, rushed into the so-called gangsters like a wolf and a tiger, in fact, surrounded by a group of gangsters.

Xiying held the Japanese short knife with one hand, stepping on agile footsteps, and her eyes were like torches, following the fierce wind sounds from the right and right front and back. The slender Japanese short knife either fell straight or hit sideways, or stabbed back or raised back, and banged left and right. In the gentle dance of the Japanese short knife, a sound of "bang bang" and "dang dang" was raised. Xiying's speed was as fast as a cheetah, and its movements seemed to have been calculated by a computer, perfect and elegant like flowing clouds and flowing water. The expression on her face was even more calm and calm.

More than two minutes later, Li Xiangjun looked at the dozen people who were lying on the ground with an incredible look on his face, and each of them made a tragic cry that was unheard of.

Xiying didn't make things difficult for these gangsters at the bottom, but just gave a little punishment. Although they were covered in bruises and bloody heads, they were not seriously injured. They were still alive after lying in the hospital for ten days and half a month. Only the gangster who was flattering Miyamoto Mitsu was coldly crippled by Xiying's arm. The most important thing was that he didn't want to really mess with Yamaguchi Group. That was definitely not what he wanted to see.

At this moment, listening to the wailings all over the place, even if some residents in the community occasionally hear it, they either open a small gap in the curtains, lie there and watch the fun, or hide at home with their heads shrank, trembling. As for calling the police, I'm sorry, we civilians just want to live a peaceful life, but don't want to get involved in the underworld.

Xiying glanced at Li Xiangjun on her body and said lightly: "You are my woman. No one can make you wrong ideas, and no one can hurt you."

Li Xiangjun hugged his neck tightly, and her charming eyes, which were clearly black and white, were radiant, and of course, there were indelible doubts.

Why does a man who seems so elegant have such strong explosive power and skillful methods of fighting against the enemy? Is there anything else in Xiying hiding from me? Why doesn't he tell me?

But it doesn't matter. I've never hidden something from him. Perhaps everyone has their own private space in their hearts, which is nothing. Xiangjun, just remember that you love this limited edition man who is handsome and elegant, brave and romantic, and your tenderness and charm are only blooming for him.

Li Xiangjun is a smart woman. She knows what to ask and what not to ask. After thinking about this, she couldn't help but laugh and leaned on his back with emotion.

Then, she frowned slightly, "They just said that they were from Yamaguchi Group, what should I do now?"

Xiying did not answer her, and suddenly turned around and threw the blood-stained Japanese short knife in her hand at a escaping shadow twenty meters. "Ah~!" The fast-flying Japanese short knife hit the gangster who had been hiding in the dark and never took action. He covered his right thigh that was pierced and fell to the ground.

Xiying smiled brilliantly and said, "No matter whether you move or not, as long as you are in a group, you should leave some things on the *** as a souvenir before leaving."

Then, Xiying stroked her face and said, "Are you scared?"

Li Xiangjun pouted and nodded, "I'm a little scared. However, I'm even more worried about your situation. Who did you have a holiday with? This person actually so cruelly offered 500,000 yuan to the underworld to buy the murderer. What if you hurt someone today and the police come to the door tomorrow?"

Xiying put her off her body, and at the same time, she pinched her sexy buttocks evilly, causing her to moan and a hygienic eye.

"The underworld has its own methods to solve. If the police are troubled, they cannot afford to lose their face, which means they are afraid of me, Xiying. Therefore, we don't have to worry about the police coming to cause trouble tomorrow. Let's take a step back, even if the police know about this, will they not even allow self-defense?"
Chapter completed!