Under such a heavy rain, in the yellowing light of the street lamp, the girl in front of her still has to smooth her messy hair from time to time, which shows that she usually pays great attention to image.
Usually, this kind of person has a common problem, that is: you can only say that she is young, not old.
Say they are old, just like stepping on a landmine, they will explode as soon as they step on!
Sure enough, the girl immediately twisted her expression when she heard it.
The exquisite makeup was washed by the rain, and then the expression was distorted,... Heh, she is not a very young woman.
"Little girl, look for death!" The girl walked with long legs and pulled the silver wire in her hand directly to Ye Jian's neck. She wanted to use the shortest and fastest time to solve a yellow-haired girl who laughed at her old age.
This is a girl who is accustomed to killing and has no sense of guilt, and her indifference to human life can be seen in her twisted expression.
But she didn't know that the yellow girl in her eyes was an untouchable thorn!
Ye Jian calmed down slightly, his eyes lightly traversed the silver thread in the girl's hand that could wrap around her neck at any time, and the moment she rushed over, she stepped out and kicked the woman's thigh fiercely.
Then, with her big feet as the supporting point, the whole person is equivalent to stepping on the other person's leg into the air, using his right knee, with a majestic force, hit the girl's chin fiercely.
After the light body revolved like a swallow, it landed swiftly.
As soon as he came out, he hit the opponent hard, if Xia Jinyuan had to capture Jason alive, he would really clap his hands and cheer.
The glamorous girl was hit by Ye Jian on the spot, hitting her chin, and the pain seemed to be the pain of a fractured bone, and there was a twinkle of Venus before her eyes.
"Damn! My old lady must kill you today!" The girl who knew she underestimated the enemy covered her chin and spit out a bloody sputum, looked at Ye Jian vigilantly, and took off her tight denim jacket.
Ye Jian is a master who is not afraid of threats.
Hearing that, the delicate lips are extremely shallow, "I think there is really no possibility that you can kill me, don't believe it, come and try."
The words deliberately added a touch of provocation in it, and the staring gaze was locked in the opponent's hand that occasionally flashed across a silver line of cold light in the street lamp.
Her eyes were cold and cold, and Mingyan's childish face, which was soaked in the rain, contained an aggressiveness that was incompatible with her age. When the originally extremely confident girl touched her sight, her heart trembled for no reason.
"If you can win, you don't need to give the opponent a chance to rebuild confidence!"
When Old Uncle Gen's words echoed in his mind, he had already seen clearly and noted how the opponent flexibly tugged Ye Jian with the silver thread in his hand, just like a cheetah playing for the first time, showing his sharp claws to strike again.
Although it was the first battle, he had practiced with top soldiers in the army.
Perhaps it was contaminated with the cruelty of the soldiers in combat, and her clear and watery eyes were also filled with cruelty.
The best defense is offense. If you are confident to win, you must win beautifully!
Next to him, Xia Jinyuan, who had finished the fight, directly stunned the suspect. After he tied it up with his clothes, he looked at the cruel-looking girl with interest, and beat his enemy into embarrassment like a little cheetah. Unbearable.
The glamorous girl had been arrogant from the beginning to finally counterattacked with embarrassment.
The thin silver wire in her hand had always been her life-saving and murderous weapon, but this time it became a chicken rib, and she almost strangled her hands several times.