The green flower jumped high like a divine weapon descending from the sky and fell heavily.
Because she saw Fu San being stabbed, Bihua, who was in a hurry, couldn't control the strength at all, let alone have any direction.
Fortunately, the approximate distance was correct. Bihua landed on the shoulders of one of his followers, butt first.
Just this butt can be said to have directly cured the scoliosis that this person had suffered for more than ten years.
This personal attendant slashed Fu San on the shoulder with a long knife. He wanted to draw the knife, but suddenly he felt a mountain pressing on his body. His body sank. In an instant, it sank. The next second
, lost consciousness, and his head was on the ground.
Fu San was struck on the shoulder by a knife, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground. He staggered and almost lost his balance, with blood splattering.
Another follower showed a ferocious expression. Seeing that Fu San had lost his weapon, he raised his sword again.
But Fu San had a weapon. He grabbed the handle of the knife on his shoulder with his left hand. With a low growl, he pulled out the long knife from his shoulder. He turned his wrist and grabbed the handle of the knife in his hand. His right shoulder sank, and his left hand
But he grabbed the long knife, smiled ferociously, with blood flowing, and looked coldly at the follower who was about to chop him down.
The follower who originally raised the long sword was given such a look by Fu San, as if he was electrocuted and did not dare to take another step forward.
Looking at Fu San's blood-red eyes, there was a moment of hesitation, as if he was the one who would die if the knife struck out.
Just like that moment of hesitation, a pair of warm, rough, strong hands grabbed his head.
A very slight, inaudible sound, a sound similar to cracking fingers, rang. After the sound, the follower fell to the ground, his head showing a strange angle.
Fu San couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground on one knee. His right shoulder was dripping with blood, but his left hand was holding a long knife in his back, using the long knife to support the ground.
His eyes were melancholy, affectionate, and so unyielding. He looked at the deep earth, with a beautiful angle, and his blood-stained jaw. The long and terrifying scar seemed to become gentler. Next to him, there were several corpses.
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"Third brother~~~~" Bihua's heart was about to break. Looking at Fu Sanchou's increasingly handsome profile, at this moment, her heart was really broken.
Time seemed to have stopped. Fu San, who was in a pool of blood, looked so heroic, kneeling on one knee, supporting the long knife with his left hand, and behind him was the setting sun...
This scene was completely engraved on the softest part of Bihua's heart and will never be forgotten.
Unfortunately, Fu San's famous scene could not be frozen. A big foot kicked him in the face. Li Sen, who had just gotten up, took out a dagger from his trouser leg and pressed it hard against Fu San's neck.
Li Sen hid behind Fu San, breathing heavily, with unwillingness written on his face.
He thought Fu San was difficult enough, but he didn't expect Bi Hua to be even more powerful. He fell from the sky and killed one of them with a slap on his butt, and then broke the neck of another follower with just a slight twist.
Li Sen, who was kicked in the waist by Fu San, had cold sweat on his painful forehead. He was not sure of killing Bihua, let alone escaping unscathed.
Tao Ruolin came running, barefoot, waving tree branches, pretending to be powerful.
"You can't run away, let go of that Fu San!"
"Back off!" Li Sen roared like a trapped animal: "If you dare to come here, I will take Chu Qing to be buried with you!"
Fu San was bleeding profusely, his left arm was still tied, and he was dizzy.
Chu Qing also limped over and ran over: "Li Sen, let him go. We will let you go. We will do what we say!"
Just as Li Sen was about to speak, he suddenly noticed Chu Qing's waist.
There is a waist badge, the waist badge of the deputy commander of Qianqiying. The waistband of the deputy commander of Qianqiying with his coat lowered is so dazzling and eye-catching, as if he is mocking Li Mu for being a fool.
Li Sen's expression changed. He looked at Chu Qing, then at the back of Fu San's head, then at Chu Qing, then at the back of his head, and began to doubt his life.
After fighting for so long, my feelings... were with the wrong person?!
"You..." Li Sen looked at Chu Qing and almost yelled: "You are the fucking Chu Qing?"
Chu Qing shrugged: "Yeah."
"He...who is he?"
"I am the Chu Mansion Nursing Home."
"You...your nurse?!" Li Sen's face was as red as pig's liver, his face was congested and frighteningly red, and the veins on his forehead were popping up and down.
He kicked Fu San on the back knee, and Li Sen screamed angrily.
Guard, you are a fucking guard, what are you pretending to be here, ah?
You're a nurse, what kind of tights do you wear?
You are a nurse, and you have such a long scar on your chin, huh?
You are a nurse, swaying your arms and walking like a crab, huh?
You're a nurse, why are you carrying a potato bomb next to you?
You, a nurse, are at least a hundred steps away from your master. Are you so incompetent?
It's the setting sun again, you're kneeling on one knee covered in blood, your eyes are melancholy with your sword propped on the ground, you're just a guard, what are you pretending to be like?
"No, it's impossible!"
Chu Qing pointed to his waist badge: "Really, it's really the nursing home."
At this moment, Li Sen was like Yuan Hua looking up to the sky and crying outside the phone booth, and his heart was filled with despair.
There were twelve people, eleven of them were killed, but from the beginning to the end there was only one guard running with all their strength.
At the beginning, just at the beginning, when the twelve people passed by the platform, they just went up and killed Chu Qing and that was it. Why bother with such a big thing?
Forget it, the most annoying thing is that... I am still holding a nursing home hostage?
Li Sen's thick arms strangled Fu San: "You... you are a guard, why are you so brave!"
Fu San was so choked that he couldn't breathe and kept rolling his eyes.
"How dare you roll your eyes!"
Raising the dagger, Li Sen prepared to stab Fu San to death and then die.
He felt that Fu San, who rolled his eyes, was more irritating than Chu Qing.
Chu Qing quickly shouted: "Master Li, General Li, let him go. If you let him go, I guarantee that no one will chase you, really."
Tao Ruolin waved the tree branches and said with a fierce expression: "Let him go, we will let you go, and my aunt will let you live."
Bihua clenched her fists: "If you hurt Third Brother even a hair, I will cut you into pieces."
Fu San continued to roll his eyes...
Li Sen laughed: "Chu Qing, do you really think I am afraid of death?"
Chu Qing stared at Fu San closely, his teeth clenched, and his eyes were filled with so much reluctance.
Li Sen: "Take out all your banknotes!"
"Ah?" Chu Qing was confused.
"Quickly, take out all the banknotes."
Chu Qing, who was completely confused, asked subconsciously: "What do you want money for?"
"Escape!"
"Didn't you say you're not afraid of death?"
"That's right, stop talking nonsense and take out all the banknotes quickly!"
Chu Qing was finally convinced.
If you want to run away, you can run away, and you laugh and say you are not afraid of death. You are too isolated.
Tao Ruolin suddenly pointed behind Lin Sen: "Look, your father Li Wenli is here."
Li Sen didn't even look back. He was so angry that he yelled: "You bitch, do you think I'm stupid?"
Tao Ruolin stuck out her tongue, looking slightly embarrassed: "Just give it a try, just in case you fall into the trap."
At this moment, Chu Qing suddenly took action.
At this moment, Chu Qing finally saw the opportunity, and half of Li Sen's head was exposed.
At this moment, this minute, this second, Chu Qing threw the pebbles in his hand with all his strength without hesitation.
Fu Ling's heart was so strong that Bihua also moved. When Chu Qing raised his arms and roared, he moved.
It's true that Chu Qing is not good at martial arts, but no one knows that when he was a child, he always smashed other people's windows, he was very accurate, very accurate.
The moment Li Sen revealed half of his face, Chu Qing seized the opportunity without any hesitation. The heavy pebbles, with the sound of breaking through the air, drew a stream of light and hit... Fu San's forehead.
With a "bang", the whole world became quiet.
Bihua, who was halfway out, was stunned and dumbfounded.
Li Sen was also stunned, lowered his head, and watched blankly as Fu San, who had fainted, slowly slipped from his arms.
Chu Qing's face turned red again.
Li Sen looked at Chu Qing and asked seriously: "You...have long disliked your nursing home, haven't you?"
What answered him was Bihua's casserole-sized fist.