The hero "Sighting the Slit" did not know how to offend three strong foreign men, but the war between drunks did not require any special reasons.

The four of them hit each other and the hero who aimed at the slit was soon in crisis because his fists were hard to match the four hands.

I saw a tall black man with his head 1.9 meters away, kicking him away.

And by chance, the direction he was coming was Jia Long.

"Oh... dare to kick me, you're looking for me... Huh?"

Zhao Zimo cursed, and he felt that he was very lucky today.

At noon, my grandfather taught him a lesson and asked him to prepare to find the little red flower he had with him, so he had no chance to get closer.

It was even more unlucky at night. I just went out to chat with one of the few beautiful girls in the hotel and had some wine together. He didn't think about what he had done yet. He didn't jump out of this, and he was tugging and fighting here.

However, after being kicked away, he suddenly felt that life was still filled with surprise.

Because good luck sometimes falls from the sky.

He rolled to the edge of the grass, his face had not yet been dissolved, and he saw a big watery eye in front of him, as if the most beautiful star in the sky was staring at him.

"Little Red Flower?" He screamed in surprise.

"I'll go, I don't know you."

The fair little girl in front of him quickly responded with a wry smile.

Zhao Zimo was stunned and realized that he was being beaten up now, so he could not implicate the girl.

Although this girl is called "Long Ye" on the Internet, there are rumors that she can fight four, but he doesn't believe it. She is so pitiful and looks a little soft. Well, even if she can survive in the wilderness, she will not be such a violent girl, right?

"Come on, come and chase me."

Zhao Zimo rolled and crawled to the other side, hoping that the three foreign Han people who were chasing him would lead him away to the other end.

“￥#￥##￥%.”

Perhaps after drinking, the three foreigners had already spoken with big tongues.

Anyway, Jia Long, who had already understood a little English, didn't understand a single word.

But the actions they made made her understand, because Zhao Zimo shouted at him, so the outsider was involved in the battle.

Zhao Zimo, who gave up running away, pounced on Jia Long, who was sitting upright on the bench.

This looks like a beautiful and weak fairy, staring at by three big bad wolves, and is about to fall into the wolf's claws.

"Stop it."

Zhao Zimo was anxious. He had just escaped from the siege, but now he regretted that he was not in the siege, and at least he could protect this little red flower.

You should know that although getting drunk allowed the three strong men to fight, they also couldn't tell the difference, and it might be possible to take action against a little girl.

But the next scene shocked Zhao Zimo who was turning back quickly, and his drunkenness dissipated a lot.

I saw the girl sitting upright on the bench, and saw three foreign strong men who were one head taller than her rushing towards me, and first frowned.

Then a hint of impatient expression appeared on her expression.

Jia Long was really impatient at this moment.

I was almost depressed by the special period. Are these three guys even coming to fight with her?

It’s simply that uncle can’t bear it.

Since she wants to fight, she will accompany her.

Jia Long sat on the chair, his head tilted first, avoiding the pounce caught by a strong black man.

Then she bent over again and avoided a white man's hug.

“So fast.”

Zhao Zimo was stunned when he saw Jia Long's reaction like lightning, and his mouth was so open that he could almost put an egg on it.

Although these three foreign men are not as good as those elite soldiers and are still drunk, their continuous pounces and hugs are definitely not something that an ordinary girl can avoid.

This Master Long really has some real skills?

Jia Long's ability is of the level of what the three foreign men are in good condition, she herself doesn't know, but what she knows is that the other party is drunk and does not pose much threat to her.

Don’t forget that Jia Long’s current speed is three more than ordinary men.

Especially when these three people were drunk and hazy and inaccurate, it would be easier for her to hide.

puff!

As soon as he rolled away from a man, Jia Long's long legs broke down instantly, aimed at his bent head and kicked him.

The instep was right in the middle of the man's forehead, but Jia Long, wearing hotel slippers, also felt a piercing pain.

This man's head is not ordinary.

Fortunately, he fell down with a loud bang. He was drunk and had a heavy blow, which made him unable to get up for the time being.

Seeing this scene, the other two roared with blushing faces and necks, and they didn't know what English they cursed, so they rushed towards Jia Long again.

Fortunately, after one person was missing, their attacks seemed even less threatening to Jia Long.

Facing a man, she raised her long and healthy legs high.

His legs turned into a straight line, and Ling Tian raised his head.

puff!

The long legs were pressed down, and the heels hit the man's head hard, making a crisp sound.

Jia Long felt a piercing pain again because this kick was using her left leg, which had not yet recovered from ankles.

The last black man, Jia Long, took a short body to avoid a punch, and then used the impulse, plus the force of his own fist to hit his abdomen and knocked him down.

"Hmph... I happened to be in a bad mood and dared to come and provoke me."

Jia Long clapped his palms, but realized that he felt a severe pain, whether it was his fists or legs.

When she twitched her mouth, it seemed that it would hurt even if she hit someone, but she would suffer eight points. This is the reason.

"Uh, thank you, little Honghua... No, Master Long, haha, I didn't expect that your fist and foot skills were so powerful, I admire you."

Zhao Zimo watched the whole process while watching it. It was not that he didn't want to help, but that all this actually happened in the flash. Moreover, the battle just now was very fierce and he had no conditions to intervene.

As a result, when I saw Jia Long's toughness.

He actually cleanly and neatly dealt with three former foreign elite soldiers. His ability is definitely not an ordinary girl.

"Boss Zhao was joking. If they weren't drunk, I wouldn't have let the three big men down." Jia Long's eyes suddenly turned, as if he had discovered a new prey.

"Oh..." She suddenly became so unsteady that she was about to fall.

Before Zhao Zimo was shocked and was about to come and support him, Jia Long stood firm again, and his expression became soft and weak again.

"It hurts so much, I'm injured. Boss Zhao, look, my fists are red, whisper, it hurts very much. I'm injured for you."

She seemed to suddenly feel that she was saying the wrong thing and waved her hand quickly.

"No, right, how can I be rewarded? Boss Zhao, Shengsheng just asked me for a contract, right? I really didn't take credit for it, and I really didn't think I saved your life. Oh, why did I think so? Boss Zhao, don't give me the best conditions for my helping you live. Really, Boss Zhao, you have to believe that I don't feel that saving your life at all. Oh, it hurts so much. Oh, Boss Zhao, I think I can't hold on anymore. How could it hurt so much if I can't save anyone? It hurts so much."

Zhao Zimo didn't say a word, and saw Jia Long, who was just now in his eyes, just like a fighting goddess, said with a very exaggerated expression, "I didn't save your life for the boss," but inside and outside, everyone was saying "Boss, I saved you, hurry up and give you good things."
Chapter completed!