After standing firmly on the ground with both feet, Wang Xiaonan realized that it was the other person's stomach that pushed him. He was a little amused and couldn't laugh. He really didn't understand where this girl was.
With such great strength, Wang Xiaonan couldn't breathe with his arms.
The short and strong man who had been thrown out by Wang Xiaonan and hit the wall for a long time had not gotten up. At this time, he swayed from the ground and took out a dagger from somewhere in his hand. His eyes were still full of hatred.
He stared at Wang Xiaonan fiercely, and he seemed to want to pierce Wang Xiaonan into a sieve to relieve his feelings. At this moment, she really raised her dagger and stabbed Wang Xiaonan.
Wang Xiaonan didn't notice her at first. He focused his attention on Li Zong and the other two holding Ye Fengqiao. He saw that they were almost out of the alley with Ye Fengqiao, and the generation who should have followed them
But Mu Tong was missing, which made him feel anxious.
The figure of Daimutong was found in the eyes of her eyes but she didn't see Daimutong, but she saw Wang Xiaohu's wife holding a dagger rushing towards her with her steps.
Wang Xiaonan looked at her shaking figure and couldn't help but take a breath. Seeing that she was like this, she would not tell whether her purpose was to hurt or kill herself. How good would her head be with drunken steps! Just prick it casually
I won’t say how painful it hurts! If I happened to draw it on my face, wouldn’t it be disfigured? Thinking of this, my heart was even more nervous, and I subconsciously struggled harder.
After struggling for a long time, there was no use at all. Wang Dahu's wife gritted her teeth and said, "Wang Xiaonan, you made us difficult, and you thought about it in vain!"
Then he shouted at Wang Xiaohu's wife who was holding the dagger: "Sister! Think about the anger we have suffered over the years! And our man! We can't be soft-hearted! I hug him, you stab him! Give him a knife!"
Wang Xiaonan didn't bother to hit her back in words, because the dagger was already in front of him. His eyes were staring at the tip of the blade getting closer and closer to him, and the cold sweat slid down his temples. The extra coldness made him shudder.
The original jump was unsteady and the center of the earth was even more crazy and jumping wildly.
Death! Wang Xiaonan watched the tip of the knife stab at his chest, and clearly felt the tingling and chilling pain and the tip of the knife pressed against his skin, which made his hair stand up all over his body, and he had goose bumps from his body
He jumped down. He stared at the man holding the dagger, gritting his teeth and waiting for the next pain.
But the tip of the knife, which was originally going to go further, suddenly froze. Wang Xiaonan, who was in a cold sweat, saw the person holding the dagger falling to the ground with a "thump". His eyes moved away from the upside down figure, and he saw that his breath was unstable.
Daimutong. Daimutong held the bricks he found from somewhere in his hand. It seemed that he wanted to do it again. It seemed that the target fell to the ground so easily made him a little surprised, and he swung the other party once.
The brick fell to the ground and showed a little disappointed.
Although Wang Dahu's wife is tall, she is still much shorter than Wang Xiaonan. Her vision behind her is blocked, she naturally cannot see what happened in front of Wang Xiaonan.
"Look down!" The two of them cooperated very well this time.
While Wang Xiaonan bent down, Wang Dahu's wife's body was bent up and turned away from the ground by Wang Xiaonan's back. Her feet were off the ground and she suddenly lost her sense of security. She just shouted in panic, "What are you doing?"
He was shocked by Dai Mutong's fierce look on his face. In just a moment, it was too late to let go of Wang Xiaonan to avoid it. He saw a hand holding the brick in front of him thrust towards him.