Chen Zhe squinted at the little girl and found that she was squatting and looking at Jiang Chen's gun in a daze.
How did he know that the little girl was currently at war between heaven and man?
"On the left is his little girl. On the right is sister Jiang Chen. Who can I help? It was indeed the boy who was wrong just now. But I can't let him be shot down by sister Jiang Chen." Qin Xin clapped her fingers. .I have been hesitating.
Chen Zhe didn't understand firearms. He didn't even know that the gun in Jiang Chen's hand was not loaded.
Although she has a bad temper, she doesn't dare to load a real gun and make random gestures at people. How many people have died unjustly because of such misfires. Although Jiang Chen is a bit of a tiger, she is not brave.
Besides, Chen Zhe could make her so angry that it made her teeth itch. This also proved that he had left a deep impression on Jiang Chen's heart.
"Sister Jiang Chen. I have always admired you, you know." Chen Zhe came closer step by step and got a few steps closer to her.
Jiang Chen glared at him: "You didn't tell me those disgusting things."
But there was already a smile on her face.
She came to see Chen Zhe today because... Damn, why did she come?
Jiang Chen frowned. He was so interrupted by Chen Zhe that he totally forgot about it. This kid is really capable.
Chen Zhe suddenly focused his eyes on the pistol in Jiang Chen's hand. He looked at it carefully for a few times. He pointed at the pistol and asked: "Sister Jiang Chen, the gun you are holding is very beautiful. I I never know much about guns. What kind of gun is this?"
"You must be discerning. This is an Italian Beretta 92F pistol. It is considered a famous gun in the world." Jiang Chen shook the pistol proudly.
Who would have thought that when Chen Zhe pointed at the gun just now, he inadvertently brought the distance between his hand and the gun closer. At the moment when Jiang Chen's eyes fell on the gun, Chen Zhe suddenly slapped Jiang Chen. Hold on. The gun flew out.
Too bad.
Jiang Chen already knew that Chen Zhe had a conspiracy. But she was a little proud when she saw that Chen Zhe had surrendered. Secondly, she didn't really want to shoot, so she was much less vigilant. When she saw Chen Zhe slapped her gun away. Jiang Chen met her with a punch. Unfortunately, Chen Zhe's attack was like lightning. He had already grabbed her hand with one hand like an iron hoop.
Jiang Chen was in good health. She flew up with a kick. Chen Zhe grabbed her wrist again. While her body was flying in the air, he grabbed her hands and feet and spun Jiang Chen half a circle. With her butt facing him, he stretched out his hand. He grabbed it tightly and squeezed it.
"How dare you touch me?" Jiang Chen roared angrily. He was pushed by Chen Zhe and immediately fell down on the sofa.
The gun flew up and was caught by Qin Xin. She held it in her hand and played with it curiously.
The little girl has been practicing since she was a child. However, the sect strictly prohibited her from touching guns.
Because in the modern world, due to the prevalence of hot weapons, things like martial arts and spiritual practice are gradually declining. There is no way.
Even if Huang Feihong is still alive and Huo Yuanjia is resurrected, if you hit a great master like him with a shuttle on his head, you will still be beaten into a bloody gourd. If you are a practicing disciple who comes into contact with these hot weapons, especially those who are not good at practicing. After seeing the power of the gun, it is easy to feel: "I have been practicing for three years, but it is not as good as others who have practiced marksmanship for three months."
This kind of thing has a great impact on spiritual practice. Qin Xin took it over and played with it curiously. She waved the gun in her hand and shouted seriously: "Don't move."
The little girl smiled. She felt so proud. She didn't care what Chen Zhe and Jiang Chen did.
Chen Zhe had just been frightened by Jiang Chen with a gun for a long time. He had long wanted to take revenge. Jiang Chen was pushed hard by him and lay down on the sofa. Just as he was about to get up, Chen Zhe jumped over and sat on her waist. superior.
The waist is a conveyor belt for people to exert force. If the waist is restrained by others, the kung fu will be greatly reduced. Originally, Jiang Chen's boxing and kicking kung fu was several times stronger than that of Chen Zhe, so she would suffer. Now she will suffer even more.
"Get off here." Jiang Chen was pinned down by Chen Zhe on the long sofa. He suddenly became furious. He punched him behind him, but Chen Zhe grabbed his wrist again.
She had a fiery personality. She immediately waved her other hand away. Unfortunately, Chen Zhe was faster than her and grabbed her hand again.
Chen Zhe pulled Jiang Chen's hands back with both hands. Jiang Chen suddenly felt pain: "Let me go."
But it was so easy for Chen Zhe to get this opportunity. How could he let it go?
"You think I'm stupid. Let me go and you still have to hold the gun." Chen Zhe rode on Jiang Chen's waist. He lifted his body up and then sat down again.
Jiang Chen felt that his lungs were being squeezed. He exhaled the air in his lungs with a "hmm" sound and shouted out.
"Believe it or not, I will immediately... um... I will find someone... um... um."
Chen Zhe sat down for a moment. Jiang Chen said "Ah". The first two times were nothing, but after a few times, the sound sounded too much like that...
Chen Zhe fucked a few times. Did Jiang Chen make a sound similar to this one when he was having sex? He was addicted to it. He sat there for seven or eight times in a row. Jiang Chen cursed a few times and was tortured by him, but he had no strength. It seemed that he had no strength. Thinking of something, his face started to turn red: "Nimei's Chen Zhe. Is it over yet?"
"I'll kick you to death..."
Jiang Chen had practiced Taekwondo. He had specially trained his lower waist. Although it was not as good as Qin Xin, it was still extremely soft. He threw his legs back and his soft waist folded up. He kicked Chen Zhe on the shoulder.
It's a pity that when she kicked it up, she didn't have much power and it didn't even hurt.
"Holy shit, you dare to kick me. Believe it or not, I'll even touch your butt." Chen Zhe threatened.
Jiang Chen's character is soft but not tough. The more he teases, the more excited he becomes. He lifts his waist back a few times and kicks Chen Zhe: "I have to kill you."
All these kicks hit the target. Chen Zhe's body just shook. There was no pain at all.
Why is this woman like an angry wild horse?
Jiang Chen used force on his waist and legs to throw Chen Zhe off. Unfortunately, it was of no use. Chen Zhe was pushed one after another as if he were riding a horse. On the contrary, it felt very satisfying. He shouted: "We are riding a horse."
Jiang Chen tried hard several times, but failed to lift Chen Zhe off. Instead, she was so tired that she was panting. She threatened Chen Zhe without giving up: "Don't let me get up. I will kill you."
This bitch really owes me. I remember that she was trying to get herself into the basketball team. Old and new hatreds came together. Just...touch her butt.
Instead, her back was turned to him and he was "riding" her. She couldn't use any strength on her hands, feet, and waist. Chen Zhe grabbed her two wrists with one hand, reached behind with his right hand, and touched her butt.
He was just riding on Jiang Chen's waist. Half of his butt was blocked by Chen Zhe himself. He could only touch it further down.
Chen Zhe's touch happened to be just below Jiang Chen's buttocks and between his legs. It was just a little away from the most sensitive place.
Amazing feel and elasticity. I touched it in a hurry just now and didn't have time to feel it carefully. At this time, Chen Zhe simply left his hand there and pinched it hard.
"Damn, you still dare to touch me." Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and cursed. He threw his legs up and kicked Chen Zhe in the back.
"Damn it. You still dare to kick me." Chen Zhe squeezed hard again. But this time his hand slid down and his fingers drilled inside.
The taste is completely different now.
"Ah...I'll kill you."
Chen Zhe's palm was between the two buttocks of her buttocks. His fingers were already pinched by the roots of Jiang Chen's legs. A weird feeling came from his hand. He felt Jiang Chen's buttocks tighten suddenly. Two The legs also tightly clamped his fingers. The legs that were halfway kicked out suddenly became weak.
"You still dare to scold me?" Chen Zhe squeezed it. The feeling suddenly made his heart flutter, but he was looking forward to it. Jiang Chen, hold on. Don't give in. You have to give in. I really can't. I'm sorry to touch you.
Sure enough, Jiang Chen still cursed angrily: "You bastard, don't let me get up. Otherwise, I will have to beat you to death... um..."
Chen Zhe squeezed hard again: "You scold me again."
"Damn it. You dare to touch me again." Jiang Chenbu lived up to his expectations.
Chen Zhe pinched again. You cursed the two of us, and I pinched. It seemed as if we had reached some kind of tacit understanding.
Damn, I can’t touch it anymore.
It's a pity. I can't bear to part with it.
Jiang Chen wanted to tear Chen Zhe to pieces in his heart. But in his heart, Chen Zhe's hand seemed to have a special magic power. Every time he touched her buttocks, Jiang Chen felt a warm current rising from his lower body. It's so light and so beautiful that it's hard to describe.
A fair and breathable face had turned a gorgeous pink. In the end, Jiang Chen could no longer scold Chen Zhe as cleanly as he did at the beginning. His voice murmured, and he scolded Chen Zhe as if he was talking in his sleep: "You bastard."
Just when the two of them were immersed in the excuses of "the other party dared to scold me, I had to touch her" and "the other party dared to touch me, but I had to scold him", enjoying the strange feeling that the other party brought to them.
Bang..
The sound of gunshots rang out in the small space indoors. It was deafening.
The two of them looked at the little girl in astonishment.
Qin Xin sat cross-legged on the ground in a daze, holding the gun. The small strand of hair on his forehead where the muzzle of the gun was pointing had been singed.
"Are you okay?"
Chen Zhe suddenly jumped up and ran to Qin Xin's side in a few steps. He touched Qin Xin's hair. He smelled the smell of burnt hair in his nose. He looked around Qin Xin but couldn't find the little girl. The girl is injured somewhere.
Jiang Chen, who was next to him, also ran over worriedly: "Why did you turn on the insurance? Are you injured?"
Seeing Qin Xin staying there motionless, Chen Zhe felt that his heart was shaking a few times. He shook Qin Xin gently.
The little girl stared blankly at the gun in her hand. She murmured: "This thing is so powerful... No wonder the master said that you can't fight directly with firearms without entering the Holy Third Realm."
"Are you okay?" Chen Zhe asked anxiously.
Qin Xin looked around: "I'm fine..."
When she lowered her head and saw a scorched mark on her clothes, she suddenly cried and said: "My clothes...sister Chen Qi bought them for me..."
Qin Xin has always been curious about firearms. He broke it here and there and fired a bullet.