"Who are you?" Gao Qinghai promptly opened the sword that was aimed at the carriage. A soft sword in his hand shone with a cold green light from time to time. He didn't even pay attention to a few low-class guys.
"If you want to know, go to King Yama!" The masked man in black said in a cold tone, and he was surprised. He did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all. The man in front of him seemed to have ordinary moves, but his moves revealed murderous intent. Just look at whether he wants to take it or not.
Human life. Didn’t you say that only two people knew how to do some tricks? The intelligence was so wrong, it was so fucking boring!
Ming Xixi hid behind the bushes and stared at the swordsmen around the campfire. The flashes of swords and swords that appeared from time to time dazzled her eyes. At first, she was extremely anxious. Her mother and others in the carriage suddenly
Seeing Gao Qinghai easily neutralize the assassination attempt by two other masked men in black, her attention focused on Gao Qinghai.
Ming Xixi looked at it for a while, and seemed to see something. Gao Qinghai was hiding his secrets, and it seemed that he had not yet shown his true strength. The four masked men in black were actually fooled around by him.
The two assassins who were originally going to kill the people in the car were entangled by him and couldn't escape. A long sword was soft and hard at times, glowing with a cold green light. The moves did not change much, and the soles of their feet were like flowing water and clouds. Ming Xixi
If you look at it clearly, Gao Qinghai's martial arts is not ordinary.
Datou and Xiangzi were fighting two assassins one on one. The two sides were equally skilled and the fight was inseparable. They had been nursing homes for so long and it was their first time to go to the battlefield with real swords and guns. The two of them were both nervous and excited and wanted to solve the problem as soon as possible.
, but unfortunately there is always a wrong move.
"No more fun." Gao Qinghai whispered three words, his body was as fast as lightning, and the cold green light flashed across like the tail of a meteor. There was a hole in the chest of the four assassins, and the four pairs of eyes were suddenly frightened, with the last trace of expression on their faces.
Frightened, he fell to the ground silently.
Gao Qinghai didn't frown, walked up to an assassin, tore off the corner of his clothes and wiped the blood on the sword in his hand, then put it back around his waist and turned it into a belt.
Turning around, he saw the four people fighting over there. A flash of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. He didn't go to help. He walked to the carriage and said to the people inside: "Mrs. Ming, it's safe."
After saying that, he turned his head and glanced at a certain bush, with a smile on his lips, "Little one, there are many caterpillars on the bush..."
"Ah——!" Ming Xixi immediately jumped up like a leper and spread her short legs to run towards him.
"Hehehe..." Gao Minghai squatted down and hugged her small body, using the green beard on his chin to touch her tender face. The man's warm and generous breath immediately enveloped her.
"Itchy, clucking..." Ming Xixi knew she had been fooled, and was rubbed by his small green beard like a tickle. She couldn't help but smile coquettishly, and her heart thumped rapidly.
"Xi'er?" Jian Bingran was alarmed that her daughter was missing, but now she heard her daughter laughing outside. When she raised the curtains and took a look, her heart dropped.
"Uncle Gao, Xi'er is going to be captured alive." Ming Xixi didn't pay attention to her mother's call, and pointed with her little hand at the two assassins Datou and Xiangzi who were unable to capture them.
Gao Qinghai glanced lightly and chuckled, "Okay, catch them alive."
Putting down Ming Xixi, he jumped over and saw a cold green light streaking through the air. "Big Head Xiangzi, step back."
Xiangzi Datou was panting, and when the reinforcements arrived, he was naturally happy to step aside and breathe a sigh of relief. The two assassins had already seen that none of their accomplices had been spared any casualties, so they exchanged glances and tried to escape with their swords in hand.
"It's too late." How could Gao Qinghai not see the intention of the two people? He joked and didn't know how he would make the move. Everyone saw a green light flash across, one flash, another flash, and the two assassins were pinned by the tip of the sword.
Acupuncture points, the body can't move when standing still.
"Uncle Gao, you are so awesome!" Ming Xixi trotted over happily. Gao Qinghai looked down at her and smiled: "Little one, how do you want to be interrogated?"
After Gao Qinghai unlocked the mute holes of the two assassins, Ming Xixi began her first interrogation in a serious manner.
"Tell me, where are you from? How much did you charge others? Is the target of the assassination me or my mother? Or someone else?"
Under the light of the fire, a small face revealed a bit of solemnity and sanctity in its delicate face, and a hint of coldness appeared in her deep childish eyes. Jian Bingran looked at her daughter in surprise. Others also looked at this three-year-old fifth lady, and they were a little surprised for a moment.
Strange feeling.
Only Gao Qinghai had a smile in his eyes and was not surprised at all.
The two assassins looked pale, embarrassed and annoyed. It was really humiliating to be interrogated by a three-year-old baby who was no taller than his thighs. They both chose to remain silent and disdain to fight.
Ming Xixi said seriously: "You're really naughty. The old man said that when dealing with naughty people, you have to look good on them."
After saying that, he looked at Datou: "Brother Datou, lend Xi'er your sword."
Jian Bingran said hurriedly: "Xi'er, don't touch the sword, it's dangerous."
"Mom, Xi'er will be very careful." Ming Xixi gave her mother a comforting smile and took the sword handed over by Datou.
The sword was a little taller than her and a little heavy. Ming Xixi stood firm and held the sword with both hands. She slowly raised it and waved it in front of an assassin. The sword reflected light in the firelight.
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"What do you want?" The assassin saw her putting the sword on his face and swinging it around. He couldn't help but worry that if the little milk baby couldn't hold it tightly, the sword would fall to his neck and die.
Ming Xixi slowly moved the sword to his neck, the tip of the sword penetrated the skin bit by bit, stopped, and smiled innocently: "Does it hurt?"