The personal security of the beautiful president

The guy in the lead went down the mountain like a tiger, holding an iron rod in his hand, screaming strangely, his body was already in the air, and the huge iron plate even threw his head and smashed directly at Ding Zhe.

But Ding Zhe did not hesitate.

The moment the opponent jumped up and smashed at him.

He had already flew into the air, his body passed through the opponent's attack, and kicked the opponent's chest!

boom!

Click!

The opponent's sternum is brittle.

The body is like a huge noodle bag, flipping dozens of times in the air, crushing all the younger brothers of the Ancient Snake Gang behind him.

But here, Ding Zhe jumped to the ground lightly, his toes lightly on a point.

It has already fallen into the side of the ancient snake gang.

Ding Zhe either punched or elbowed.

Wherever they went, there was not a single general in the Ancient Snake Gang.

Wait until Ding Zhe reaches the end of the corridor.

Dozens of members of the Ancient Snake Gang were already lying on the ground, each with either a broken arm or a broken thigh.

And it wasn't until this time that Ding Zhe came to the door of [-].

He flew up and kicked directly on the door panel.

boom!

A loud bang.

The huge metal iron door of the box was torn apart by Ding Zhe's kick.

Then Ding Zhe jumped in and saw that Zhao Xiaolan's face was flushed.

The clothes are a little disheveled, half of the neckline is white.

There are several fingerprints on the face.

Apparently he was slapped.

He was lying there at the moment with tears streaming down his face.

On the other side stood a man with shawl hair, a scar on his face, and evil eyes.

At this moment, the man had taken off his T-shirt, revealing his body covered with chest hair.

When Ding Zhe walked in, this guy was undoing his belt.

This guy is Li Huahua, the deputy leader of the Ancient Snake Gang.

A foot in the door.

so close.

Ding Zhe thumped in his heart.

At that moment, he hurried in to help Zhao Xiaolan.

Who knew that Li Bihua rushed over and stopped Ding Zhe: "You, dare to take care of your master Li's affairs?"

Ding Zhe didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he just swept the hall.

Like a felled tree, Li Bihua, who was out of reach, fell to the ground with a thud.

However, Li Qihua was not given for nothing.

While falling to the ground, a carp straightened up and stood up directly.

The body is like an ape, jumping to a corner of the box.

Li Bihua quickly took down a demon knife from the wall.

The demon knife is three feet long, one and a half inches wide, and has a shark skin scabbard.

After pulling it out, there was a cold light, and it looked like it was made of fine steel.

Li Bihua held the knife in both hands, and his eyes were full of evil and bloodthirsty murderous intent: "Boy, you are so awesome, you even dare to take care of the ancient snake gang Li Bihua, today I let you die here."

And here, Ding Zhe has already supported Zhao Xiaolan.

Because of drinking alcohol with a special aphrodisiac.

Zhao Xiaolan's consciousness was almost blurred.

However, she still tried her best to resist, not to let herself be swallowed by the fire of desire.

Seeing Ding Zhe approaching, she stretched out her snow-white arms, and said weakly, "Don't, don't touch me, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

"It's me, Xiaolan." Ding Zhe said softly.

"Ding Zhe?" Zhao Xiaolan recognized Ding Zhe, her eyes lit up, and a dependent expression appeared on her face: "I, am I dreaming?"

"Hehe, it's me." Ding Zhe smiled slightly.

Then, Zhao Xiaolan's eyes suddenly revealed a scream.

"Ah, Ding Zhe, be careful!"

But it turned out that at this time, Li Bahua had already swung the demon knife and jumped over. The demon knife drew a continuous light in the space, and directly swept across Ding Zhe's head.

To be honest, Ding Zhe didn't take Li Huahua seriously at all.

If it wasn't for covering Zhao Xiaolan, he would have already kicked Li Huahua.

But at this moment, there was Zhao Xiaolan beside him. Ding Zhe couldn't use his kung fu. He had no choice but to hug Zhao Xiaolan directly and roll over on the spot.

The two rolled aside.

brush!

The two just broke away.

Li Huahua's demon knife had cut the imperial concubine couch where Zhao Xiaolan had just lived into two pieces.

Immediately, Li Bahua jumped up again, holding the monster knife with both hands, and slashed Huashan Mountain, chasing and killing Ding Zhe with the momentum of going nowhere.

I have to say that Li Bihua is a good swordsman.

The demon knife was in his hand, and he swung it steadily and fiercely, and the knife was deadly.

In order to cover Zhao Xiaolan, Ding Zhe had no choice but to hug her and roll around in the box.

Fortunately, there are sofas in this box.

Ding Zhe hid behind a huge sofa with Zhao Xiaolan in his arms.

The sofa is mahogany.

Although Li Huahua's demon knife cut off a corner, it didn't cut the mahogany sofa.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ding Zhe stretched out his hand to pull the mahogany sofa, and directly pinned Zhao Xiaolan there.

And he himself wants to get up.

"Ding Zhe, don't mind me running away by myself." Zhao Xiaolan suddenly hugged Ding Zhe and looked him in the eyes: "You can't beat Li Bihua, he is the famous demon sword Li Bihua on the underworld in Ninghai. wounded in his hand."

"Hehe." Ding Zhe smiled slightly, gently pushed Zhao Xiaolan away, then stood up and looked at Li Huahua.

The latter had already held the demon sword horizontally, and held a knife flower, and looked at Ding Zhe strangely: "There are two tricks, but you still shouldn't learn from other heroes to save the beauty."

After finishing speaking, Li Bihua raged again, and the demon knife pulled out an incomparably enchanting knife flower.

That knife flower is dazzling.

The cold air hit Ding Zhe's face.

It's just a pity that Ding Zhe is not willing to let Li Huahua go.

At the same time that Li Bihua jumped to Ding Zhe's side.

Ding Zhe has stretched out his hand like lightning and invaded into the sky filled with knives.

There was a light ding.

The knife flower disappeared.

The demon sword is like a monster that has been immobilized, the blade trembles and makes a buzzing sound.

But Ding Zhe's two fingers accurately grasped the back of the demon knife in Li Bihua's hand.

"What?" Li Bihua was taken aback.

He never dreamed that Ding Zhe caught his knife so fast.

And this is using two fingers to enter the sword with empty hands?

How can it be?

Li Bihua couldn't believe it.

Unexpectedly, an even more incredible thing happened the next moment.

That is, while Ding Zhe clamped the demon knife with two fingers, he turned his arm lightly.

quack!

The demon sword was broken by Ding Zhe.

And Ding Zhe held the remaining blade of the demon knife between his two fingers, and swept across.

Whoosh!

Click!

A crisp sound.

Ding Zhe cut off Li Huahua's hand, who was avoiding it.

Blood burst out.

"Ahhh!" Li Huahua howled miserably.

He took a step back, discarded half of the demon knife in his hand, and was about to escape.

"Don't, don't let him escape, boy, boy..."

Zhao Xiaolan under the sofa let out a weak cry.

Ding Zhe's heart moved, he turned around and saw that Li Huahua had fled to the door of the box.

Then Ding Zhe turned around abruptly and threw out half of the demon knife.

The demon knife flew out in the air like a bullet.

puff!

It passed through Li Bahua's other shoulder, and then nailed him to the wall with a bang.

"puff!"

Li Huahua spat blood out of her mouth, then stretched out her hand to acupoint acupuncture points on her arm, and stared at Ding Zhe indifferently: "The skill is good, but you shouldn't fight against our Ancient Snake Gang."

Ding Zhe didn't bother to pay attention to him, he walked over and opened the mahogany sofa, and helped Zhao Xiaolan up from below.