"***, I really can't stand that bastard named Niu." Tang Xiaolong cursed.

Chen Chen Qiaozhi coughed gently and said, "But we have nothing to do. First, we don't know that woman at all. Second, we have no reason to help..."

Yes, for Chen Qiaozhi and Tang Xiaolong, they don’t know Situ Ningbing in front of them at all. How can they go up and help?

Is she good or bad? She is not sure whether she is enemies or friends.

While fighting on the field, I saw a pair of sharp eyes in a high-rise building around me, looking at everything in front of me without blinking.

The building is more than 60 floors high. Through the window, two people were standing there coldly.

All were men in black wearing black robes.

The man holding a high-multiple telescope in his hand, a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of hooked noses looking there.

The other person behind him seemed to be his subordinate, wearing a black robe, standing there coldly.

Black Hawk from the Angle of Duanmu Family.

Unexpectedly, the Black Hawk in Anbu would also hide in the surrounding buildings and watch the lively scene below.

"I didn't expect that the female killer among the Seven Evils is really powerful." Lengbingbing's words were spit out of Black Hawk's mouth.

It turned out that the people from the Anmen tribe of the Duanmu family were observing Situ Ningbing here from beginning to end.

At first, they saw Situ Ningbing killing the more than 20 gangsters, and then fight against the mad cow. The final scene... They could see all the scenes clearly.

The cold man standing behind lowered his head and said, "If she hadn't been poisoned by our family's Sansheng Sect, the mad bull would have died no less than ten times."

The dark shadow next to him showed an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.

"You said it right."

"The poison of the Three Life Sect in her should be the slow poison under the hands of the Fourth Elder Blood Monk..."

The fourth among the four elders of the Duanmu family?

Blood Monk? (This is a later story).

"It seems that she is going to die here today." said the member of the Anbu behind her.

The black shadow looked at the scene in the distance and was forced to retreat repeatedly, Situ Ningbing, who had pale eyes and said, "I really don't know if the Ouyang family members are involved this time? It would be even more interesting if they are involved in this matter."

After he finished speaking, a yin-swooshing laughter emanated from his mouth, horrifying and harsh.

He turned his eyes to this side and suddenly shouted loudly.

The mad bull punched Situ Ningbing on her tender shoulder.

No matter how powerful Situ Ningbing is, she is a woman after all, and she is also a woman who has been poisoned by the Three Life Sect.

Not only is the poison in the body recurring, but also the number of people in the battle... how can she still hold on?

With a roar, Situ Ningbing's delicate body fell to the ground like a kite with broken strings.

Her right hand, which was cut by those gangsters, was still bleeding at this moment, and there was even black blood on the corner of her mouth.

He fell to the ground, held the ground with one hand, and gasped in big breaths.

Her eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair.

The cold eyes swept the audience...

"Kill her!"

"Kill her..."

The audience burst into screams.

Those gangsters made her look like a devil, wishing she could cut Situ Ningbing into pieces.

The mad cow had bloody eyes and his fists were clenched tightly. He stood there. Fatty Liu on the other side was also excited. This woman was his nightmare, so he was happy and excited only by killing him.

"Give me a knife."

Suddenly, the mad bull roared wildly, and the little brother next to him immediately ran over and handed over a malay knife.

The kind of malay knife in Malaysia.

This kind of machete has a curved blade and a thick blade. It is used in Malaysia to kill wild deer and bison.

Sharp and honest.

If a Malay knife is a machete, it can chop off the human bones with a little force.

At this moment, the malay knife was firmly held in the hands of the Crazy Bull.

He held the horse-drawn knife tightly, and suddenly touched a scar on his face with his hand, and said with a ferocious look on the corner of his mouth: "You ignorant woman, today I will use this knife to peel your skin alive."

As he spoke, he walked towards Situ Ningbing step by step.

There was a terrifying and cruel smile on his face.

The gangsters around were roaring and shouting: "Kill her, kill her..."

Only Ouyang Shiqing, Tang Xiaolong, and Chen Qiaozhi were watching the scene nervously.

Tang Xiaolong even clenched his fists tightly and took a sudden step forward: "Damn, this dead cow, I really want to teach him a lesson."

Just as he wanted to rush out, Chen Qiaozhi next to him grabbed him.

"Little Dragon, calm down."

"What happened today has nothing to do with us... Although that woman may be Li Tian's friend, it's not confirmed yet... If you get on, you will have to face the more than 200 gangsters in front of you..."

Chen Qiaozhi said that he took into account the overall situation.

Yes, those gangsters are now red in their eyes.

There was no justice in their eyes, and nothing else, and at this moment I just want to see Situ Ningbing's death.

This is the wish of the entire Jinghai City gangsters and the consequences that these gangsters want to see at the moment.

So if Tang Xiaolong really came up to help, the underworld figures in front of him would definitely deal with him all.

If that time comes, even they will die.

The gangsters in Jinghai City surrounded them all roared there, with a fiery killing gaze in their eyes, looking at the mad cow that was walking towards Situ Ningbing step by step.

Situ Ningbing fell to the ground in despair, holding the cold ground with one hand.

There was no fear or regret of death on her face, but a silent loneliness... she was stunned there.

Those eyes filled with endless sorrow suddenly stared at the distant sky, without sadness, without despair... just looking at it, as if looking at something...

No one knows what she is looking at with her head raised, and no one knows what she is thinking in her heart at this moment...

She just raised her head like that and looked at the distant black night sky.

She knew she was going to die.

Perhaps for her, death is nothing, the only regret is that she did not see him before she died...

Suddenly a drop of clear tears passed through her pale cheeks and dripped onto the cold ground.

She forgot that she hadn't shed tears for many years. It seemed that since she killed her best friend in the killer camp when she was 13 years old, she swore that she would never shed a single tear in her life, but she didn't expect that at this time she dripped a drop of tears...

He closed his eyes gently.
Chapter completed!