"Silly, what are you doing when you come back!"

"I won't come back, are you watching my boyfriend die?"

Zhuang Xiaoya was wearing jeans and outlined her long legs without fat, but it was these long legs that just kicked Monk Xie Kong away with his terrifying power. She flew more than ten meters away and crashed into a barbecue stall.

The charcoal fire on the barbecue was pressed against Monk Xiekong, and a raging fire suddenly ignited. Monk Xiekong couldn't take care of the wailing, and quickly rolled on the ground, finally jumped into the water tank where fish were raised, and then he saved his life.

Zhuang Xiaoya stared at Bai Tong on the second floor and said, "Are you the bitch who pretends to be Lan Xiaolan?"

Bai Tong's breathing stagnated. For many years, no one has called her a bitch.

"Men who dares to touch me, I will beat you tonight so that you can show your true face! Stinky fox, get out!"

Zhuang Xiaoya finally showed the momentum that the eldest lady of the Axe Tiger Gang should have. She picked a folding chair from the door of a large food stall and pointed at Bai Tong from a distance. The meaning was very obvious: I want to use this folding chair to make you convinced!

Yan Ning said angrily: "Don't fight with her, go quickly!"

Zhuang Xiaoya glanced at Yan Ning, and saw that he was covered in blood. A trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, and then she was replaced by stubbornness:

"You are the third leader, I am the eldest lady. Now we are talking about the world, you can't order me!"

Bai Tong looked at Zhuang Xiaoya with awesome momentum, and didn't know what it meant. She shook her head: "You are not my opponent, I don't want to waste time."

Zhuang Xiaoya sneered, jumped to the second floor, raised the folding chair and smashed it at Bai Tong: "Is it your opponent? I will know after I have beaten!"

Bai Tong's expression remained unchanged, and he gently turned sideways, avoiding Zhuang Xiaoya's folding chair. She kicked her calf quickly and wanted to attack Zhuang Xiaoya's lower plate. However, Zhuang Xiaoya was prepared and responded with her calf. When the legs collided, Zhuang Xiaoya easily removed the force from Bai Tong's legs. At the same time, an elbow hit Bai Tong's underworld.

Bai Tong suffered a pain and took two steps back, his face becoming extremely unnatural: "Are you a human? Why is the power so terrible!"

"Anyway, it's not a slutty fox like you!" Zhuang Xiaoya cursed fiercely, without giving Bai Tong a breath, and then raised the folding chair again.

The folding chair is Zhuang Xiaoya's most favored weapon. In the past, when he and Yihu were mingling on the street, they could not carry controlled knives with them. When they met a gangster, they would find fault with each other. Picking up the folding chair would be a bloody battle.

Now that she is fighting with Bai Tong, she has directly given up the kitchen knife on the chopping board in front of the grilled fish shop, and then started fighting with Bai Tong with a folding chair.

Yan Ning was stunned when he saw it below. Zhuang Xiaoya was always a weak little girl with a shallow and a very shallow Taoist practice. Unexpectedly, when fighting with Bai Tong, the fierceness was not inferior to him. Yan Ning could even see the shadow of Yihu in Zhuang Xiaoya.

At this time, the little girl who was rescued by Zhuang Xiaoya ran to Yan Ning to help Yan Ning loosen her ties.

After Yan Ning broke free, he picked up the little girl's teddy bear from the ground, placed it gently in her hand, and touched her head, and said to her softly:

"Child, your heart is very clean. May you keep such a pure heart for the rest of your life. The last trace of kindness in this world depends on you."

The little girl's side face was a little swollen, but after being touched by Yan Ning, she had disappeared.

The little girl touched her face and found that it didn't hurt at all. She looked at Yan Ning naively: "Brother, are you a god?"

Yan Ning laughed silently: "No, I'm just a doctor."

"Yan Ning! Come on your life!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded behind the little girl. Yan Ning's face changed and he hurriedly hugged the little girl in his arms.

Two Buddhist beads shot towards him. Yan Ning quickly kicked the two Buddhist beads back with one kick, but before the Buddhist beads flew far, they exploded suddenly and exploded a deep pit on the ground!

Yan Ning was shocked to see it. This was probably the Buddhist beads used by Xie Kong to blow up Zeng Fan to death.

With Zeng Fan's half-human and half-zombie constitution, he could be blown to pieces by Xie Kong. If the Buddhist beads fall on his head, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Yan Ning landed smoothly, let go of the little girl, and asked her to leave quickly. The little girl knew that the current situation was dangerous, so she left without any hesitation.

The believers surrounding Yan Ning wanted to shoot Yan Ning, but Yan Ning's movements were faster and directly summoned thirty-six golden needles, which cut off the central nerves of all the believers present in the blink of an eye!

The believers fell to the ground, and they could do nothing except wail.

Monk Xiekong was so angry that he was so angry that he was almost vomiting blood when he saw that all the people he brought were dealt with by Yan Ning.

But he knew that he was no longer Yan Ning's opponent. He could not beat Yan Ning as early as when he was in the Gate of Hong Kong, not to mention that Yan Ning has now obtained thirty-six new golden needles.

The power of the combination of seventy-two golden needles will definitely strangle him instantly.

"Xie Kong..." Yan Ning's eyes flashed with anger, and he controlled the thirty-six golden needles to fly towards him without hesitation.

Monk Xiekong looked at the golden needle that was constantly approaching him, and his eyes were filled with panic. He only heard him shouting: "Ghost minister! Save me!"

call--

A violent wind blew in the sky strangely. Yan Ning's control over the golden needle was weakened because of his unstable soul. When he encountered this evil wind, he could no longer control the thirty-six golden needles!

He quickly recalled the thirty-six golden needles. At this time, there was a mysterious man wearing rag black clothes standing beside Monk Xiekong.

This guy is a ghost minister.

"Snatch it, I will spare you."

The Ghost Minister's voice was extremely hoarse and harsh, as if it was sawed wood. Yan Ning frowned slightly, and he instinctively felt the threat from this Ghost Minister.

"Who are you?" Yan Ning asked coldly.

"Ghost minister."

At this time, the battle between Bai Tong and Zhuang Xiaoya had already been decided, and Zhuang Xiaoya was still slightly different. Bai Tong found the right opportunity and hit the vital point. Bai Tong was not polite and kicked Zhuang Xiaoya in the lower abdomen and kicked her in front of Yan Ning.

"Xiaoya!" Yan Ning quickly reached out to catch Zhuang Xiaoya. His calf had also been broken and bent in a strange way, but he still accurately caught Zhuang Xiaoya.

A trace of blood spilled out of the corner of Zhuang Xiaoya's mouth, and she was obviously suffering from severe internal injuries. Before she could speak to Yan Ning, she fainted.

Bai Tong was not feeling well. Her body had been broken by Zhuang Xiaoya's folding chair - she never knew that it was possible that folding chairs could have such lethality.
Chapter completed!