Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 78 Battle in the Night
The sudden voice came, as if there was a ghost hiding in the darkness that had been waiting for her for a long time.

The girl in the black combat uniform suddenly looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She quickly moved away from the direction of the sound, and a cold light shone in her beautiful eyes under the blindfold.

"What's going on, Sanwu, what happened to you?" The potato chip girl's bluffing voice came from the headset, and she vaguely heard a male voice that seemed to be there from Sanwu, and hurriedly He stopped chewing potato chips and asked anxiously.

Sanwu really wanted to answer Potato Chip Girl, but she didn't dare.

Because sitting on the steps not far from her was a figure also wearing a black combat uniform. The tight combat uniform wrapped the man's strong muscles, which seemed to be full of explosive power.

"who are you?"

Under the black mask, came the cold voice of the three-no girl.

"Ma'am, are you wearing this outfit to tell me who you are?" The man in the black combat uniform got up, looked at Sanwu who was also wearing black tights, and patted the dust on his buttocks.

"Speak human words." Sanwu said coldly.

"You are wearing an airtight combat uniform to cover up your identity."

The man in the black combat uniform pointed to the black combat uniform on San Wu's body, and then pointed to the black combat uniform on himself.

"I wear the same combat uniform as you, and the first thing you say is who I am. Don't you think this question is a little... stupid?"

"Sanwu, I heard it this time!" The potato chip girl's angry voice came from the headset, "Although I don't deny that you are stupid, this is also about our own sisters, and it's not up to him, an outsider, to say , Beat him, beat him, beat him to the ground, and you will know his identity!"

Looking at the man in black combat uniform, Ling's eyes became colder and colder. She inadvertently leaned forward and lowered her center of gravity, as if a cheetah was waiting for an opportunity to prey on it. An elephant is easily torn apart!

"I didn't mean to fight you. I came here just to chat with you and ask you something. I'll leave after I'm done." The man in the black combat uniform spread his hands to show that he really didn't have any fights. intention.

"What are you talking about?" The three-no girl looked at the other party vigilantly, without any intention of letting go of her fighting stance.

"Talk about what you did tonight." The man in the black combat uniform paused, "And I want to ask the person opposite your headset, what is your real intention for this operation?"

As soon as these words came out, the Sanwu girl suddenly burst into a fit of violence, as if a tight string was accidentally broken by the words of the man in the black combat uniform. Wearing the black combat uniform, she threw herself like the most powerful person in the world. The swift black jaguar!
"Damn, how does this guy know I exist!" The potato chip girl on the other end of the headset exclaimed in surprise, and San Wu could faintly hear the crisp sound of potato chips spilling all over the floor.

"I really don't intend to fight." The man in the black combat uniform sighed helplessly.

But the other party rushed over like a beast, and he didn't intend to sit still. Some words cannot be communicated in words in a short period of time.

Then use your fists!

On a dark and windy night, two black images swooped down like two wild beasts, and quickly merged into one point.

The man in the black combat uniform also rushed out like a fierce tiger. In a flash, he grabbed the arm of the Sanwu girl, but he held back in terms of strength. After all, he was not a real enemy.

In other words, they are not enemies at all, but should be a relationship closer than friends, so it is naturally impossible for him to kill them.

But San Wu is not a vegetarian. On the contrary, her close combat ability is stronger than any girl the man in the black combat uniform has seen before.

Just like that, she relied on the pulling force of the other party's grip on her wrist, her whole body jumped up suddenly, and her two straight thin legs slammed towards the other party's lower abdomen fiercely.

"Gah, I said I just wanted to talk to you, but you want me to die?" The man in the black combat uniform quickly raised his knees to stop the opponent's feet, and there was a burning pain in his knees. This wicked move stirred up anger.

The man in the black combat uniform threw San Wu away abruptly.

The petite body of the other party was tossing in the air. Under the moonlight, she curled up and stretched her slim body. The night was her dress, and the moonlight was her skirt, like a noble and elegant ballet dancer, landing like a professional gymnastics Freehand and chic like an athlete.

However, the only man in black combat uniform who could appreciate this wonderful scene seemed puzzled. He rushed out immediately after the girl fell to the ground, and his actions were brutal but also quite beautiful.

But the beauty of violence!

He quickly moved behind the girl, his two arms wrapped in strong wind like two hard iron pincers and suddenly shrunk towards the girl's slender neck. The movement looked like a lover's embrace, but it was in authentic Brazilian jiu-jitsu. The lore-naked choke!
But the three-no girl was like a cat that couldn't be restrained. She lowered her body and mischievously broke away from the opponent's embrace. When she moved, she didn't forget to give the opponent a sharp elbow, aiming at the heart and lungs of the man in the black combat uniform.

The posture of the girl bowing her head, turning her hands, raising her hands, and retracting her feet is like performing a beautiful classic ballet, such as the death of a noble swan, which is suffocatingly beautiful in this silent late night.

But only the man in the black combat uniform who confronts her knows that her gorgeous movements are not just a vase for people to admire, and there is a blade-like killing intent hidden inside.

Even if the girl is dancing, she is playing a dance on the tip of the knife, elegant and dangerous, beautiful and chilling!

The man in the black combat uniform raised his hand to intercept the opponent's elbow with the palm of his hand. He held the opponent's slender forearm in his hand. The movements of the two were like leaving and staying in a quarreling couple.

"This is the second time." The girl said coldly suddenly.

"What?" The man in the black combat uniform didn't know why.

"I hate physical contact, and I don't like others grabbing my hand." The girl's eyes flashed a dangerous light, "But this is your second time!"

The man in the black combat uniform suddenly released his hand and took a step back. The girl stared at him firmly, making people think of some kind of beautiful poisonous snake hiding in the dark and quietly spewing snake letters.

Just when the other party was about to kill him, the man actually asked a very nonsensical question.

"Then why didn't you say it the first time?"

The spitting snake letter suddenly stopped, and the dangerous atmosphere was instantly turbid and no longer tense. The girl was taken aback by the other party's question.

Yes, why didn't I say it for the first time?
Girls have always hated physical contact due to certain experiences, especially between the opposite sex. It is like a certain physiological reaction. When touched, they will subconsciously reprimand back with a cold gesture.

But when the other party grabbed her arm, she didn't seem to reject it for the first time, but instead felt a natural closeness.

"Can we talk about...Zero?"

Under the distant and diffuse night, the man asked softly.

(End of this chapter)