In the next moment, when Mad's second flying knife "shot" through Waite's throat, everything ended in this way! On the contrary, there was no panic that should have appeared on the opponent's face. Everything is over, perfect and superb!
In three one-on-one duels, when Wen Jing finished the second battle with Edson, Kuang had already ascended to the third floor for more than twenty minutes.
After confirming that Mu Yingli had no problem with the "Fuck", Wen Jing also stepped onto the metal staircase leading to the third floor.
The cold and hard metal stairs that are more than ten meters long, a slight trampling will also reverberate in the entire building. In a short distance of more than ten meters, Wen Jing didn't walk fast, adjusting her breathing and her pace, because she had to reach the best fighting state the moment she stepped onto the third floor of the building.
The person guarding the third floor doesn't need to guess, Wen Jing also knows who it is.
A very special person to Kuang, or Xiao Zhe!
After half an hour.
Ha ha! Wen Jing was panting quickly, and sweat flowed down his forehead. Unexpectedly, Thomas’s "six generals" were such difficult guys. This time, Wen Jing finally knew how lucky and rare it was to be able to kill three of them without a single soldier.
"Girl, let's go up again! Time is running out. Kuang has been up for half an hour, and in another half an hour, the financial exchange and stock market will almost be off work. By then, Ren Yaoxuan and the others will even have the ability to Asia Even if the dust has settled." Wooden Eagle Li is not easy, and it is not easy to kill the opponent, but he also has a few scars on his body.
He laughed at himself, it seemed that he was really old. Not suitable for such a scene.
"Uncle Mu, please go down first and meet them. Once you have finished cleaning up your work, you will go to the third floor to find us. I will go to find the mad now." Wen Jing made a quick judgment and took a step forward to prepare. Go up.
"Well, be careful, girl." Looking at Wenjing, who was exhausting a lot of physical strength, Mu Yingli also stepped forward, not forgetting to remind him before leaving.
Nodded, did not speak, Wen Jing struggling to step up the stairs.
On the third level, the same has nothing. If you add the person lying on the ground, there are only two people in total. Where is the one standing, strangely motionless is g, and the one lying on the ground... Oh my God! It's crazy!
Wen Jing looked at the mad on the ground in disbelief, and her expression was wrong for a moment, how could it be possible
Judging from the traces of the battlefield, Kuang finally fell down after a battle with g, but why? Why is madness defeated by g? Throwing knife. By the way, when fighting an opponent like g, when the difference between the strength of the two sides and the two sides is not much apart, the only thing that can determine the victory or defeat is the nirvana in their hands-the flying knife.
Silently stepped forward, only to see that Kuang's hand still held the throwing knife tightly, and did not "shoot" out.
"Can't you shoot your sister? Love is what, strength is eternal, if you don't even understand this truth. You really disappoint me." At this time Thomas's roar came from the stairs. It turned out that Thomas, who had been staying on the fourth floor looking forward to madly looking for him, ended up with a disappointing result.
Kuang didn’t kill his most beloved woman in order to survive. Thomas might never understand something like love. But when Kuang fell down before, he said something to g. Thomas also lived forever. Won't know.
"I owe you this life, I will never do it to you, and... I will never forget that night,
Kuang didn't have much emotion in it when he said the last sentence before the coma. The tone was so flat as to let go of all the indifference. He stared at g quietly, the fear in his eyes and the sorrow at the moment, converging into an invisible needle "plugged" into g's mind.
There seems to be an invisible hand in g's mind, mixing and tearing. In my mind that had been blank from six years ago, there were tiny waves rolling, and every time I looked at my crazy eyes, I felt that the fluctuations in my mind increased. She hugged her head a little bit hard, her eyes were "fascinated" with horror, and all her emotions were like a revolving lantern. The intermittent scenes were like a movie that had been edited maliciously. The scenes were like a slideshow. Switch in...
All nights are cold, except for that moment of warmth. It also rained that night, a very ordinary night. But it gives people an unusual sadness...
A cold and rainy night. The night wind swept through the dead leaves on the street, and the rain-stained leaves slapped on the wet ground by the strong north wind. In bad weather, passers-by on the street hurriedly wiped their shoulders. In a cold rainy night, what could be more comfortable than coming home quickly, changing into cold and damp clothes, taking a hot bath, and holding a bowl of hot food. It. These are the happiness of having a family. For the homeless, they are not even qualified to dream such a dream.
In the dark and damp alley, the stray cats and dogs used to shelter from the wind and rain, how could passers-by who are in a hurry notice that there has been a small figure curled up since yesterday. The little boy shrank under the eaves, his big black eyes staring at the intersection expectantly, as if waiting for something anxiously. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, and occasionally in the dark night a stray dog's bark spreads on the empty streets and travels far away. The little boy shrank tighter in the cold wind, muttering: "Sister, sister..." Another torrential rain hit his thin clothes along the eaves. He couldn't help crying, and he didn't know how to cry. After a long time, tears were blurred, a pair of cold and warm arms wrapped around him, "Xiao Zhe waited anxiously. Look, what did my sister bring back."
The pale but beautiful girl is only three or four years older than the little boy, but she reflects the peace and warmth of her sister everywhere. She carefully took out a tightly wrapped paper bag from her pocket, smiled and handed it to the boy, and then opened it. It was a bread that was still wet with some rain.
"It's bread, elder sister..." The little boy "licked" and "licked" his tongue, his big beautiful eyes lit up, and Yan Nie "licked" his tongue.
"Xiaozhe is hungry, eat it, eat it..." The girl handed the bread to her brother's mouth, and one of them took care of his brother's "random" hair without the bread.
"Sister, you eat too..." Although hungry, the boy looked at his sister's pale face with some worry.
"My sister has eaten one just now. This one is especially for Xiaozhe..."
"Really?" Some doubts "confused", but the bread is really delicious.
Gently plucking a croissant of bread, the girl gently brought the bread to her brother's mouth. Seeing her brother eating happily, the girl secretly turned her back and shed first-class tears.
Messy "chaotic" memories are like broken notes, no beautiful movement can be made, just jumping in the mind like beans, mixing the nerves of the head, g's head is so painful that it seems to be split. Open, but these intermittent images still refuse to let her go, stubbornly switching...
This is a very neatly furnished living room, with light sky blue fabrics exuding the taste of gentle home. This is home, and there is the smell of food in the kitchen. The young man’s voice asked gently in the kitchen: “Sister, do you like eggplant boiled or red sauce.”
In the neat and tidy kitchen full of wonderful meals, the man who was busy cooking raised his head and smiled gently at the woman sitting quietly in the dining room: "Wait a second, you will be able to eat soon. Oh, yes. "The voice drew closer, and the boy carefully took the spoon in his hand and brought it to the woman's mouth, blowing gently, "Sister, you taste it."
Take a sip, the fresh and sweet taste, like the current mood. She saw him smile, his beautiful black eyes melted open, and the dark chocolate was like a "fascinating" person. The woman was in a trance for a moment, watching him smile Mimi walking back to the kitchen and burying her head in the world of pots and pans. He just loves to cook for her by himself, and he feels inexplicably happy when she sees her eating.
The meal is ready. The simple three dishes are the same, and each one is his heart. He took out the bottle of wine and opened it. After pouring two glasses, he handed it to her, and then he looked into her eyes and said very, very seriously: "Sister, tomorrow, after tomorrow, we can fulfill our wish, my promise. I swear I will let you Be my wife, Xiao Zhe’s forever wife."
His lips touched her smooth skin, and he kissed her forehead tenderly and affectionately like a promise.
They drank all the wine in the glass, the moment he held her in his arms. Her tears slipped silently.
In the air at home, there was a quiet breath that could not tell whether it was happiness or sorrow, making her heart immersed in this indulgent silence one by one...
The mild rain became tighter by the violent wind, and in an instant, the misty and melancholic drizzle became the "wave" of storms in the sky. Lightning, thunder, and the tanker exploding between the turbulent waters and the gloomy sky, as if the whole world has been overturned, and a disaster has landed... Memories are sinking into this violent ocean, swaying, ups and downs...
Lightning pierced through the sky illuminating the dark sky, amidst the roaring tsunami. Two black figures on the wobbly deck were fighting back and forth. Fighting with fists and knives. She was shrouded in a black cloak, which covered everything but her shiny eyes. Every time he rushed towards her in the black clothes in front of her, she had to restrain her instinct. Her instinct cannot be hurt. It's just that she can't let him discover this instinct.
She understood his dream. For his dream, to help him get to that position. She is no longer the role of her sister today, but his last sniper. If she breaks the agreement and her men are merciful, then he will take her to bear all the punishment and retribution.