Suddenly, the white shadow fell to the ground, and the wine stood proudly between Ou Xiao'e and the assassin.

"Which hero is the one who bullies a weak woman in danger?"

He said loudly with a deep voice.

The iron mask did not answer, as if he was looking at the person in front of him carefully.

"Who is the fucking weak woman?

Ou Xiao'e stood up and said swearingly, while pulling down her narrow and close-fitting bathrobe with her right hand.

"Does go! This is my own business!"

Ou Xiao'e said to Jiu Sanban.

He ignored the wine, but just stood quietly, looking at the iron mask.

"You are not bad...you are not bad!"

Iron Mask said.

As soon as the last word "wrong" was finished, his body started instantly. He had already picked up the gun again in his leap and came again.

The iron mask is very sharp and straight.

The gun is cold and the gun is as powerful as the sea.

Three-half of wine stood in front of him, and his unsolid body looked quite powerless like a mantis arm blocking a car.

But Liu Ruiying felt the terrifying power that was running in Jiu Sanhal's body, like the fire of karma spreading and the evil stars bursting. Although in the stormy waves rolled up by the spear of the iron mask, this force was like a firefly. But the spark of sparks can still burn the prairie. Who can say that the evil stars fell and the fire of karma could not withstand the wind and waves of the sky?

"The waves are blocking the flying boats with millions of weights!"

The iron mask tweaked the gun rod and flipped the tip of the gun. A strong wind blew up in Xiangteng Inn, and even the railing was being pulled and broken. The strong gas turned into rain, which seemed soft and thin, but in fact it was like a steel needle. It turned into a small sword, poking the still broken railing into a sieve. From a distance, it seemed to be corroded...

"stop!"

The shopkeeper shouted loudly from the downstairs.

He held his hands tightly, wondering what kind of powerful moves he was brewing.

Until then, the wine was still as good as the face of the Buddha in the breeze.

It seems like jumping out of the three-story building, originally an outsider.

"Small……"

Ou Xiao'e, who was standing beside her, was also shocked by such a powerful move... She knew that she could not withstand the shot anyway, and she couldn't help but worry about the safety of the 3.5% alcohol. Unexpectedly, due to her personality, the word "careful" was only halfway through her words, but it got stuck in her throat... She couldn't move forward or retreat.

Jiu Sanban looked at the gun waves getting closer and closer, and then slowly grabbed the sword he made himself.

The shopkeeper took the force on the handrail of the stairwell and rushed straight to the battle between the two above. His hands were slightly separated, revealing a hint of vigorous energy, as difficult to suppress like a thunderstorm.

"You damn devil! Could it be that you are going to kill someone again!"

Suddenly, a full-blown female voice came out from the lobby downstairs, like a lion roaring in the east of the river, soaring into the sky. When she met the roof of Xiangteng Inn, she turned back and forth, echoing layer by layer in the inn.

This voice did not use any energy, and it could do this just by voice alone. Even Liu Ruiying was also irritated by the loud noise.

The shopkeeper simply was unstable in the air. He saw that there was another layer left by Jiu Sanban and the iron mask, but he had to fall to the side and prepare to borrow the power for the second time.

"Dang!"

Just before Jiu Sanhan was about to draw his sword, the iron mask threw the gun to the ground with a single gun.

"Madam...I, I don't!"

This sentence is a wife.

But it almost made the shopkeeper go down from where he was standing...

What is this?

How could an assassin bring his wife to kill someone?

Liu Ruiying could see that the iron mask used his killer move just now was undoubtedly his. However, the move was already done, and he was only waiting for the last attack. Such a slight move would also cause him to suffer a considerable loss... It is hard to say that it would take several days and half a month of breathing and cultivation, otherwise he would have to be secretly injured.

"You don't have it? You dare to say another word to the unfaithful man who killed you this day? I wonder how you promised me!"

The sound came from bottom to top again, and accompanied by a series of footsteps, getting closer and closer.

"Madam, I really don't..."

Jiu Sanban didn't know what was going on, so he just took two steps back. He looked at the gun that was still on the ground with the iron mask, and then he let go of the hilt of the sword himself.

Liu Ruiying saw a round body and moved lazily from below.

The stairs of Xiangteng Inn are very wide. With his figure of 3 and 3,000, even if the three of them are parallel, they still have plenty to do. But at this moment, the entire stairs are horizontally occupied by this person.

"You actually learned to lie to me! You shameless and unfaithful man, ungrateful wolf, dog thing!"

Although this woman is fat, she has a pretty face and a loud voice. She is really shocked by a bird in a thousand mountains, and she wails all over the world.

When she walked closer, she slapped the iron mask on the assassin's face. She showed her face but looked like a man in the middle, ordinary.

"You have brought this thing and haven't killed anyone yet? Haven't you promised that I've smashed it and burned it and threw it away?"

The fat woman punched and kicked the middle-aged assassin and cried endlessly. She burst into tears in an instant, making Ou Xiaoe feel nauseous and nauseous...

But this middle-aged man lost his previous momentum and figure at all. At this moment, he was like a wooden stake, not fighting back, and not scolding him, allowing the fat woman to vent her emotions about him.

"I dare to ask the guest official, what happened just now?"

The shopkeeper also walked up and saw that Liu Rui's Film Festival was still normal, so he asked quietly.

"I'm really sorry... I don't know much about it."

Liu Ruiying thought about it and found that she didn't know what was going on, so she had to answer the shopkeeper helplessly.

"Do you don't love me anymore?"

The fat woman asked lying on her chest at the middle-aged man.

"How could it be? Madam, don't think about it!"

Middle-aged man quickly explained at this moment, looking at his worried look, he seemed to be completely disregarding the eyes of everyone beside him.

"Then why did you lie to me?! I clearly promised that I would not kill anyone anymore..."

The fat woman was unwilling to give in and ignored her, just staring at this question around.

"Enough! I don't care who you are. Whether you love or die or die has nothing to do with me, but if you want to kill me, then let's try it!"

Ou Xiao'e took advantage of the time to find a wardrobe from somewhere to wear it, covering her graceful Heat figure.

Then he pulled out the Bauhinia Sword and pointed it at the two of them.

The fat woman looked at the sharp sword in Ou Xiao'e's hand, but stopped crying and hid next to the middle-aged assassin in fear.

"Miss, don't take action... Xiaomei has no cultivation, she will not hurt you!"

The middle-aged assassin protected the fat woman Xiaomei and said to Ou Xiaoe.

"Haha, I care what she does! Today I have to fight to the death!"

With Ou Xiao'e's personality, how could she be persuaded by this sentence?

As he spoke, a fog was already rising from the Bauhinia Sword.

"Girl, please stop! I'm wrong first, but now I've thrown my gun to stop the battle. But if you hurt Xiaomei, I will kill you today!"

The middle-aged assassin said word by word.

When Ou Xiao'e saw the fat woman hiding behind him, she looked frightened and felt a little soft-hearted. She sighed and put away her sword and returned to the sheath.

"The two seem to have something unspeakable to hide..."

Although he was ignorant of the world, he observed all kinds of things in nature all year round, but he was extremely sensitive to these subtle changes.

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Dingxi King City, Xiangteng Inn.

The first floor where the three of them originally lived was already in disgrace.

After Ou Xiao'e paid the shopkeeper for the repair, she moved to the room directly below the house.

But at this moment, she, Jiu Sanban, and the middle-aged assassin, were all crowded in Liu Ruiying's house.

"ah……"

The middle-aged assassin took a sip of wine from three and a half gourds.

The strong wine enters the throat and enjoys extremely joyfully.

"snort……"

Ou Xiao'e glared at the middle-aged assassin and Jiu Sanban, and unconsciously moved to Liu Ruiying.

Liu Ruiying smelled a faint fragrance from Ou Xiao'e's body, and for a moment she was in a state of consolation...

"My name is Fan Gushan, and Xiaomei is my wife."

The middle-aged assassin said.
To be continued...