Full-time Boyfriend

Police man has been full of attention, suddenly in front of the eyes stinging. That's the light of the midday sun reflected by the flying dagger!

"No!" The police man found the danger subconsciously in his head. Head to the side slightly, "whoosh!" A silver thread flew past his cheek.

"You are a good swordsman The police man is still in shock. If his reaction is a little slow, maybe his head has been stabbed by a flying knife in a few seconds. The long lost battle of life and death made him shudder, and the feeling that he was so close to death made him more and more excited!

Chen Xiang is hiding behind the pipe not far away. Through the perspective, he finds that his opponent is just a madman. In the face of death, he is not afraid, but excited. Apart from saying that he is a madman, can there be other words to better describe him?

"I'm so unlucky, but I've come across such a wonderful flower." Chen Xiang sighed his bad luck. As soon as his wrist shook, three silver shining throwing knives appeared in his hands.

As soon as the wrist is lifted, three throwing knives are shot out.

Chen Xiang's darts are very skillful, not to mention three throwing knives with one hand. But the strength, technique and route of these three flying knives are different.

The first dart is shot with his thumb and index finger. The sound is loud and powerful. The dart can shoot the target as easily and directly as the sniper gun bullet.

The second dart he used his middle finger and ring finger to fight out. His strength was mianrou. The dart was flying in an arc in the blind area of the human eye.

The third dart he used his wrist to cooperate with the expansion and contraction of the body's bones, carrying the internal strength of the spiral, hiding behind the first dart, making it impossible for people to defend.

As the three darts were all shot in one action, the police man only felt a flash in front of his eyes. I feel like the darts are coming again. They are coming too fast. It's several times faster than that one just now. The police man instinctively raised the Guqin in his hand to defend himself against the throwing knife.

"Ding Ding Ding!" Three crisp sounds. Since Chen Xiang's three darts didn't hurt the police man.

However, it was not totally fruitless. The strings of the giant Guqin were cut off three at once by Chen Xiang's second Throwing Knife, and the first dart also made a big crack in a sound pot on the Guqin.

"Oh no! My dear Xiaoyue The police man held his Guqin in his heart and cried out, which seemed to have killed his own mother.

"Isn't it just a few broken strings and a crack? As for crying? " Chen Xiang hid in the dark, looking and laughing.

In fact, he didn't understand that this Guqin has a history of thousands of years. The body is made of human bone. It is said that only the Qin made of human bones can have the effect of confusing people's mind. In addition, the string is also made of human bone, and the technology it needs is lost. Now it's not easy to repair this Xiaoyue Guqin. This is the main reason why police men cry.

"Come out! I, Murong, challenge you The police man took off his police uniform, carefully wrapped his baby Guqin in police uniform and put it on the ground, shouting to the direction where Chen Xiang was hiding.

"Your name is Murong Feng?" Without guqin, Chen Xiang really doesn't pay attention to the man in front of him. Since he wants to fight with himself openly, OK. Just as he wanted.

"Yes, I am Murong Feng. What's your name? Which school? " When the man saw Chen Xiang come out, he was very happy. Just now, Chen Xiang's strange body method made him unable to start. He was overcast twice in succession. He believes that as long as he can keep an eye on him and keep him from throwing a knife, he can definitely kill this hateful boy here.

"My name is Chen Xiang. My ears are like Chen, flying like Xiang. There is no way, no school. " Facing a man who is about his age but has a stubble on his face, Chen Xiang said with a smile.

"Chen Xiang?" Murong Feng touched his chin and thought for a while, but he never heard of Chen Xiang in any school. Maybe it's the same as what he said, there's no way or school? But his throwing knife has reached the master's level. How can he be a nobody if he can't resist such skill? Is it the apprentice of the hermit of which family?

Murong Feng is uncertain. If he is an opponent who knows the root and the bottom, he may be able to make some sense in his heart. He knows at least how big a hole he can poke. However, Chen Xiang has never heard of it. If he gets into trouble with a peerless expert, he will not be late?

"It's you who killed people with music in Jiangzhou a few days ago." Chen Xiang is not afraid of Murong wind, but comes step by step.

"Well, you know a lot. Yes, I did. If someone can afford it, naturally I will help. Why are you in this business? I don't know your name yet? " Murong Feng wants to continue to test Chen Xiang's identity. Since Chen Xiang can know what he has done before, he may also be a killer like himself. If Chen Xiang is really a killer, it makes sense. Many killers are reluctant to reveal their names and only like to use code names to communicate with the outside world. In this way, Chen Xiang is likely to be a killer of great origin, a killer who does not like to use his real name.

Chen Xiang didn't know what Murong Feng was thinking. His only thought was to think about how to subdue him. If he can be subdued, the whole hospital can be treated today, and Yang Ye can come back to life.

"What name?" Chen Xiang wondered.

"You're not a killer!" Murong Feng's eyes became sharp when he saw Chen Xiang. He thought, who is this guy? It seems that I have been investigated for a long time. Since they are not friends, they are enemies!

"I'm not a killer, of course. I'm a killer Chen Xiang was already five meters away from Murong wind. It's not easy for Murong Feng to run at this distance. Chen Xiang is confident to knock down Murong Feng at this safe distance of five meters.

"I seem to be underestimated!" Murong Fengxie bows up with a smile. One hand naturally droops in front of him and swings left and right. The other hand hides behind him. He can't see what he's doing. He faces Chen Xiang like a question mark.

Although the posture of Murong Feng is not very elegant, Chen Xiang can feel that Murong Feng is like a sharp arrow in front of him, which may burst out an amazing killing move at any time.

"Hoo Chen Xiang took a deep breath. His feet were eight in front and one in back. He looked at Murong Feng intently and did not dare to relax.

"Drink and kill!" Murong wind hands such as electricity, see his front hand a Yang, a snake like shadow straight at Chen Xiang's face.

Chen Xiang quickly sidestepped to dodge, but he didn't want the shadow to be able to turn in the speed. The shadow followed Chen Xiang like a shadow.

"Pa!" Chen Xiang's cheek was hit heavily by the shadow.

It's not over yet. Murong Feng is powerful and unforgiving. As soon as he comes near, the shadow is fighting against Chen Xiang one after another.

Chen Xiang, who had been beaten for a while, did not dare to hold him up. He immediately raised his hands to protect his head. At the same time, he looked at what the strange snake like shadow was.

"Pa Pa Pa!" Chen Xiang's abdomen, chest and two ribs were hit by the shadow for more than ten times. Then Murong Feng kicked Chen Xiang away with a side kick.

After a while, Chen Xiang did not get up.

"Well, I'll take it as something. It turns out that you're just a waste." Murong Feng, who has been successful in a row, spits a mouthful of phlegm and thinks that he was looking up at Chen Xiang before. I didn't expect that Chen Xiang was so useless. He beat him down just a few times.

Chen Xiang is lying on the ground, but it doesn't matter. Although Murong Feng's attack is sharp, it's not very powerful. Reluctantly speaking, Chen Xiang just suffered a little skin injury, no pain, no itching. He didn't get up because he was thinking about what Murong Feng's strange shadow was.

"Hello, Chen Xiang! If you don't pretend to be dead, you're just kicking. You can't kill people at all. I'll come if you don't get up! " Murong Feng loves his Guqin. Chen Xiang's throwing knife has damaged his Guqin. He can never forgive Chen Xiang lightly. He wants to beat Chen Xiang to be a minor, refining his flesh and blood with secret methods to repair his precious Guqin.

Chen Xiang didn't pay any attention to him. He didn't move.

"Well?" Murong Feng felt something was wrong, and suddenly felt a cold wind coming from behind. He instinctively forward is a bow body, front hand instantly turned into a dark shadow, toward behind to see not also don't see of delimit.

"Pa!" A crisp sound, Murong wind behind a figure - Chen Xiang.

It turns out that Chen Xiang takes off his coat while he is flying. A ghost step moves behind Murong Feng, intending to attack him secretly. But I didn't want to sneak attack. I was hit by the shadow on my cheek.

But it's not without harvest. This time Chen Xiang really knows what Murong Feng is holding.

"Hey, you're from a famous martial arts family. Why don't you take some good weapons with you? Can you give me a belt to tickle Chen Xiang funny looking at Murong wind hand wrapped in front of the black belt. Xin said that he had seen evil people, but he had never heard of anyone who specialized in making weapons with belts. Can this be called a weapon?

"If you don't know what to do, you will be paralyzed by my snake fist! Kill Murong Feng's hand moved again and turned into a shadow. He hit Chen Xiang's cheek again.

Chen Xiang's right hand became claw. He saw the right time to grasp it. However, he didn't want Murong Feng's shadow to hit Chen Xiang's chest with a "pop" of the changing direction at the moment when Chen Xiang was about to grasp it.

"Poof!" This time, it was Murong Feng's hateful blow, which was naturally more powerful than the previous combo. Chen Xiang finally couldn't resist it, and his mouth was sweet and his blood was spitting on the ground.

"How could that be?" When Chen Xiang vomited blood, he suddenly felt that his body was gradually losing consciousness. In particular, the place hit by the shadow has become numb, and there is a pain like acupuncture.

"Hey, hey! Did you find out? But it's too late. My belt is poisonous! " Murong Feng grinned grimly.

"Damn it Chen Xiang has been hit on the cheek three times. Now he has a sense of paralysis on his head. His eyesight is gradually declining. In front of him, Murong Feng was more and more blurred, and his body was numb.

"Boy, I don't care which family you come from. It's bad luck for you to get into trouble with me. You'll regret it when you get down here. " As he spoke, Murong Feng grinned grimly and hit Chen Xiang like electricity. The shadow hit him dozens of times, and finally knocked Chen Xiangfu to the ground.

After gliding seven or eight meters away, Chen Xiang's head hit heavily on the ventilation pipe made of reinforced concrete. His eyes were dazed and he fainted.