"Brother, find me Lele? Are you not with you now? Why didn't you see Lele?" The silver thread in his hand is like a part of Ye Jian's body, wrapped around the opponent's wrist, and the raised heel becomes a horse , Kicked the opponent's chin with his heels.
… The force was a bit strong, and when he kicked the gang boss, he knocked on his teeth and broke two front teeth on the spot.
The smell of iron in the mouth, the arm that was tightly entangled, even if the right hand was not entangled, the palm was scarred, and the deepest wound was deeply visible flesh.
This is because he wanted to grab the silver thread, but he knew the method was wrong. The silver thread directly cut through his palm and left the wound. The pain on the spot was so painful that he couldn't help but scream.
Ye Jian's hostility couldn't be concealed a little, thinking of the cause of his death in the previous life, that hostility was still faintly cold and cold.
Lisuo’s short hair has long been wet, and the rain flows in a line along the broken hair on his forehead. Those black eyes that have been washed by the rain look particularly cold and indifferent in the rainy night, “I’m not happy playing with you. Didn’t you just say you want to play on the train?"
Her voice seemed to seep in a cold pond, sternly cold, and every word was like a blade passing through the ear of the gang boss.
Fear... rose up in this second, tied his hands, and as Ye Jian flew to his back, long enough silver thread... was already wrapped around his neck.
"Help... Help... Help... Help..." Yinsi continued to tighten, but his hands were also entangled by it. The result of tightening was that his own hands were firmly against his neck, and he did not dare to use force. , If you use your hands hard, the silver wire will be embedded in the flesh and will be strangled on the bones of your wrists.
The feet just ran forward for half a step, and the popliteal behind the knee was kicked fiercely, until he was staggered and one knee was brittle on the ground. The gravel underneath was so painful that his kneecap seemed to be broken. Like.
"I'm having fun now, why are you still calling for help? Isn't this what you want to see? It's just that you have changed the roles, and you have been played by me. But the process is not all the same?"
In that life, if she had what she is today, how could she humiliate the villain! How could he lose his life in the end.
She will never allow anyone to humiliate her again! Absolutely not allowed!
Her voice grinds to the ears of the gang boss, cold and cold, and sharp as a knife. While the gang boss is scared of incontinence, she intermittently begs for forgiveness, "Stop playing... I know... I don’t know Mount Tai, and I risk... Offended..."
His neck was strangled, his hands were tied to death, his knees were so painful that he had to open his mouth to beg for mercy.
Begging for mercy, not dare to offend... Help, a ferocious Ye Jian blinked lightly in his eyes, her eyes were a little sore, and then warm tears washed her cheeks along with the rain.
It seemed that something was lifted slightly from her shoulders, let her shoulders relax completely, and her back was completely straightened.
There was the light from a strong flashlight, and the police chasing the murderer arrived on a rainy night. About five people came and approached in an outflanking manner.
Ye Jian let out a sigh of foul breath, and her lips curled very shallowly. While the hostility of that body was quietly dissipating, the faint resentment and hatred in her eyes was also annihilated with a smile.