Sun Hunter

"Zhou Long, watch your brother's mouth. If you tell nonsense again, don't blame me for being unkind." Liao Shulun let go of Zhou Hu and said to the man next to him who was trying to persuade him.

"Master Liao, don't worry, he won't talk nonsense anymore." The man named Zhou Hu said.

Zhou Hu was dumbfounded now. He looked at Liao Shulun and then at Indifferent. He was about to say something, but was pulled away by Zhou Long.

"Brother, why are you pulling me? I still have something to say."

"He also said that you don't want your life. That person is not an ordinary person. He is not as knowledgeable as you, and he saved your life. His martial arts can be said to be unmatched by anyone here. If he wants to kill you, you will lose ten lives.

." Zhou Hu pulled him to the table aside and sat down.

"Brother, I don't believe he will save me."

"I shouldn't have brought you here this time. It wasn't enough to be embarrassed yesterday. I was beaten so hard by this girl that I couldn't find any reason. I'm just warning you. If Zhao Ming hadn't stopped you, the people below him would have killed you long ago."

It's useless. I think he is definitely not an ordinary person, and he is definitely not a traitor. If not, Master Liao would kneel down in front of him. I warn you not to offend them again, otherwise no one can protect you."

Everyone was talking about this matter, but the person involved had already begun to drink happily. It was really like knowing that a thousand glasses of wine were too little. Several people were going back and forth, and Yang Siyuan and Zhou Shentong died first.

She was helped up to sleep by her brothers from Bajimen. Meiling also drank a lot.

Feeling a little drunk, I went upstairs. The remaining three people were still in the mood, eating and drinking as they came and went. It didn't take long for the second jar of wine to reach the bottom, and after finishing the third jar, there was no one around.

, only the three of them were still drinking. Gradually, Liao Shulun's tongue got bigger first and he talked more.

"You, you two are my benefactors. I, Liao Mouduo, have avenged my vengeance for many years. Come and let me toast my benefactor again."

"Hahaha, Brother Miu, you are so drunk that you can't even stretch your tongue straight," Yang Honglin said.

"I, I'm not drunk. I won't drink another bottle. It's okay." Liao Shulun stood by the table and was shaking, with several disciples of the Baji Sect guarding him. Indifferent also wanted to laugh when he saw him like this.

"Third brother, you are drunk too."

"I'm fine. I, I can drink better than him. If I drink another bottle, I'll be fine." Yang Honglin couldn't do it either. Hearing this, Liao Shulun became more energetic.

"Come on, come on, you said you can drink better than me, then, let's have a bowl."

"Come, come, come, who, who is afraid, who are you afraid of?" The two of them worked together to finish another bowl. When the bowl went down, neither of them could stand, and they both got under the table. Several Bajimen people

The disciple and Indifferent both laughed, and even the waiter who just yawned started laughing too, because they were still arguing under the table without reciprocating. After a while, there was no sound, and the two of them began to snore.

. They all fell asleep under the table.

Mo Ran carried Yang Honglin, and Liao Shuhua was carried upstairs by his disciples. Mo Ran placed Yang Honglin with Yang Siyuan and the others. Yang Siyuan and Zhou Shentong lay on the kang and fell asleep without taking off their clothes. Mo Ran put Yang Honglin on the kang.

Come on, help me

She took off her shoes and covered herself with quilt before returning to Meiling. Although Meiling drank a lot, she controlled herself. She had been waiting for Moran to come back. When she saw Moran, she hurriedly fetched water and washed Moran's face and feet.

, helped him take off his clothes and helped her up

In fact, Indifferent was not drunk either, but he felt a little tired after drinking too much. He looked at what Mei Ling had done for him. He felt very happy. When Mei Ling finished taking off her clothes and got on the kang, he held Mei Ling in his arms.

Here, warm and gentle kisses and touches

She looked at Meiling, and Meiling also longed for this passionate love. Soon the two played a symphony of joy and passion. These two days also further sublimated their feelings from mind to body. After the passion, the two hugged each other.

We slept together sweetly.

The next day there were more people than in the martial arts field, because the Chinese martial arts masters won brilliantly yesterday, especially the first victory, which was passed on in the streets and alleys. Now no one in Cangzhou does not know about Huang Guosheng, and he has become the eyes of the people of Cangzhou.

The anti-Japanese heroes here. Today

The security of the Tianbi martial arts field has become tighter, and the rewards have also increased. The winner can get a hundred oceans. The Japanese have offered quite high rewards. In fact, the real masters do not come here for rewards. They just come to compete for reputation.

Bring glory to the people of the country.

The Japanese also sent a lot of plainclothes undercover sentinels to mix in the crowd, and the competition soon began. The first person to appear was a woman, Miss Long, who often quarreled with Indifferent and the others.

She has plump breasts, a waist-length black tie tied at the back of her waist, holding a three-foot jade peak sword in her hand, her apricot eyes wide open, her eyebrows raised upright, looking desperate. She actually looks heroic.

When Yu Fujita saw that it was a woman, he became interested, and he waved Ozawa to play. Ozawa was still unwilling, and he didn't want to fight a woman. There would be no glory in winning.

"Ozawa-kun, be careful, everyone here is not a good person." Kitahara Zhongying said. Ozawa responded and went on stage.

When Ozawa came on stage, he didn't take Miss Long seriously. He stared at Miss Long and smiled evilly. Looking at the plump breasts, his mind was not on the competition. How could Miss Long be so angry?

The sword struck at Ozawa. Seeing that the sword was coming with a stronger force, Ozawa dodged to the side, struck the sword with his sword, and blocked Miss Long's sword. But Miss Long's Yufeng Sword was not a simple one either.

Yes, her kung fu was far superior to Zhou Hu's. Although her strength was not as strong, her sword skills were proficient and both strong and soft. She expected Ozawa to avoid this move. She flipped the sword and thrust it towards Ozawa.

His right arm was fast and powerful. Ozawa did not expect Miss Long to have such skills. Before he could fully recover his thoughts, the tip of the sword hit his right forearm, and the blood that was more than an inch in length suddenly started to bleed.

When Ozawa saw the blood, his eyes became red, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed. He yelled "Ba Ge" and rushed towards Miss Long with a crazy knife dance. Miss Long moved around and dodged in the field, and attacked when he found the right opportunity to avoid the situation.

There was another scar on Ozawa's face. Ozawa's face changed color, and he was so angry that his brain turned into anger.

It rained down at Miss Long. The audience in the audience screamed one after another. They were worried about Miss Long, because the little devil's sword moves were all about killing Miss Long, but more than twenty rounds had passed.

, but he took advantage of it at all, and instead caused a few more wounds on his body.

"Fujita-kun, Ozawa seems to be no match for that girl. Let him come down."

"No, coming down means admitting defeat. We will not admit defeat. If he can't even beat this woman, then there is no need for him to live. Fight for the emperor and die a worthy death." Fujita said as he watched the game.