Gu Cheng unscrupulously looked at Xiaorong's thighs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings and the beauty leaking from under her skirt. He chuckled and said, "Aren't you just a guest? Why are you so nervous?"

Xiaorong ignored Gu Cheng's malicious gaze and didn't bother to explain anything. She turned to Shan Sihua and asked, "Does it hurt? Is it hurt anywhere?"

Shan Sihua, who gradually regained his composure, wiped the blood from his mouth, stood up slowly with Xiaorong's help, and stared at Gu Cheng's long and narrow horse face without saying a word, his eyes like torches.

At this moment, Shan Sihua, who was full of anger and resentment, couldn't listen to anything, and only thought about one question in his mind: how to defeat the tall and thin man in front of him who ruined his bright future.

After the fight just now, Shan Sihua understood that if he faced Gu Cheng head-on with his bare hands, he was obviously at a disadvantage. He had to find a way to defeat Gu Cheng.

First, he thought of one of the lines in Yang Er's Three-Character Sutra. "Be ruthless, which means being ruthless. You must never be merciful to your enemies. You have to remember that when one day you are kind to your enemies, then what awaits you will be cruelty."

Then, he thought of Jin Si's experience talk by the fish pond. "The third point is the most important. You must remember it clearly, that is, you can afford it and put it down!"

Being able to pick it up and put it down speaks of a man's bloody nature! Shan Sihua still remembers this point. Jin Si's advice that day immediately echoed in his ears.

"When you encounter an opponent who is ruthless, you have to rely on the power of things and learn to use local materials. Remember, no matter what you pick up, you can't hesitate and must put it on your opponent. Only in this way can you

Really intimidate the opponent’s arrogance.”

Thinking of this, Shan Sihua was very excited and immediately looked around, trying to find someone who could take advantage of him. However, this special space was not as good as being in a gravel field. There was nothing to hit people with, and all he could see was women's clothing.

and supplies.

While Shan Sihua was thinking rapidly, Gu Cheng shamelessly prepared to take off his clothes, and at the same time shouted: "Help this baby out, help me call in the big boobs just now, the old man is not here yet

It’s so enjoyable.”

Xiaorong replied with disgust on her face: "Beat someone like this and help him out?"

"Then what do you want?" Gu Cheng arrogantly took out a cigarette, lit it, looked at Xiaorong's figure up and down, and said with a bad smile: "Why don't you come and help me put out the fire, and let this kid watch by the side?

How about a live broadcast?"

Even a girl like Xiaorong who was mixed up in the romantic world couldn't help but frown slightly after hearing Gu Cheng's unbridled evil words. She immediately took Shan Sihua's hand and said hurriedly: "Let's go, I'll take you first."

Go wash it and see if there are any injuries."

Shan Sihua, who was thinking about countermeasures very quickly, shook his head expressionlessly when he heard this, and stood stubbornly, still glaring at Gu Cheng, who was sitting on the bed and smoking leisurely.

Xiaorong pulled his hand in confusion and comforted him: "Standing here is not an option. Go and wash away the blood first."

Seeing Shan Sihua standing stubbornly, Gu Cheng smiled sinisterly and said: "Why are you staring at me? Are you not convinced? Come again if you are not convinced. I will always be with you. Let me tell you, there are no people who want to fight between the old and the old.

It's up to you to be born, huh!"

Shan Sihua, suffering in anger, ignored Xiaorong's kind words of comfort and Gu Cheng's slanderous words. He was still thinking about what Jin Si once said.

"Remember, once you pick up something, even if it is Guan Erye's Qinglongyan Moon Sword, you must chop it down without hesitation. Only in this way can you show your manly nature and make your opponent truly afraid."

Jin Si's cold tone echoed in his ears again, and a series of words flashed repeatedly in Shan Sihua's mind.

Be ruthless, you have to be ruthless. A man’s bloody nature means he can pick it up and put it down! Mr. Guan, the Qinglongyan Moon Sword!

knife?

Qinglongyan Moon Sword!

Watermelon knife!

A dull pain came from his shoulder reflexively, and Shan Sihua's eyes lit up.

In order to retaliate against Tuesday's baby, didn't I buy a watermelon knife just in case something unexpected happened? I was so angry that I even forgot about the watermelon knife.

With this thought in his mind, Shan Sihua turned around and walked to the next room without saying a word. Xiaorong didn't understand what he meant, thinking that he had listened to the suggestion and went outside to wash his face.

Quickly walking to Xiaorong's little bed, Shan Sihua leaned over and took a look. The watermelon knife wrapped in newspaper was lying there quietly, untouched.

Shan Sihua, who was burning with anger, took out the watermelon knife and tore off the newspaper with a "huh" sound. A cold light shone on his round face with blood stains and slid across his eyes.

Although after three years of special time, Shan Sihua's mind has become unusually strong. But when he actually faced the shining weapon, he still felt a little hesitant.

The sword has no eyes. After all, it is a watermelon knife, and one strike may kill you.

But then he thought of the special three years, his father's aging face, You Li's three-word reply, and his ruined bright future.

All of this was caused by Gu Cheng. Not only did he not apologize at all, he also beat himself up like this.

Yang Er's Three-Character Sutra echoed in his ears again. "Be ruthless, it means being ruthless. You must never be merciful to your enemies. You have to remember that when one day you are kind to your enemies, then what awaits you will be cruelty."

You are unkind and I am unjust! You must not have kind thoughts towards people like Gu Cheng.

Anger arises from the chest, evil arises from the guts!

Gu Cheng, I must crawl out of here tonight!

After cursing fiercely, Shan Sihua picked up the knife and rushed to the next door.

When Xiaorong saw this, she was shocked and shouted: "What do you want to do?" She tried to stop Shan Sihua, but was pushed aside.

Gu Cheng was sitting on the bed and smoking a cigarette leisurely. When he saw Shan Sihua rushing over with a knife, his face covered with blood, he screamed: "What do you want to do, baby?"

"Yeah" Shan Sihua shouted to embolden himself, closed his eyes, raised his knife and slashed at Gu Cheng without hesitation.

"Crack" was heard as a slight sound of the knife cutting into the bone. Shan Sihua opened his eyes and saw that the watermelon knife had cut into Gu Cheng's left arm.

Seeing Gu Cheng blocking the blade with his hand, Shan Sihua yelled again, drew the knife and slashed again.

When Shan Sihua made the first cut, Gu Cheng reflexively raised his hand to block it. Before he could cry out in pain, he saw the second cut coming down. In desperation, he hurriedly used his other hand to block it.

"Crack!" The second knife stabbed into Gu Cheng's right arm again. The pain was so painful that he couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Don't cut it, brother, don't..."

Seeing two consecutive cuts on Gu Cheng's arm, Shan Sihua, whose eyes turned red from the cuts, raised the watermelon knife for the third time, screamed "Yeah", and cut down without stopping.

I saw the cold light draw an arc, and the sharp blade of the watermelon knife fell on Gu Cheng's oval head.

There was a "Crack" sound, and Gu Cheng fell on the bed with a pair of frightened eyes open, his face full of disbelief.

Gu Cheng was chopped down? Gu Cheng was finally chopped down by himself!
Chapter completed!