Infinite: die ten times first to add to the fun

"Let's drink tea some other time." Li Suifeng kept walking.

After finally waiting for someone, Xiang Yangtian certainly wouldn't let her leave directly, and reached out to grab Li Suifeng's shoulder.

But an invisible barrier stopped his movements at ten centimeters.

A coldness flashed in Li Suifeng's eyes. He raised one leg and kicked the person out under Xiang Yangtian's disbelieving eyes.

Xiang Yangtian, who was flying upside down in the air, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then smashed into the scrapped stall truck on the street.

Although Li Suifeng's kick was not full force, with her current strength, Xiang Yangtian would probably die or be disabled by this kick.

The people who came out with Xiang Yangtian did not expect that he would take action, and they did not expect that Xiang Yangtian would be the one who was kicked away. As a result, when Xiang Yangtian flew out, they did not react immediately.

Xiang Yangtian was lying on the ground, spitting blood constantly from his mouth. It was really the kind of blood that was spitted out like a small fountain.

Li Suifeng's face had no expression, but in his perception, the eyes around him were much less focused.

She walked towards Xiang Yangtian unhurriedly. Xiang Yangtian was already doubting life.

But when he saw Li Suifeng walking towards him, his eyes shrank subconsciously.

At this time, the distracted people finally came to their senses. Fearing that their boss would be beaten to death by Li Suifeng, they hurriedly stood in front of Li Suifeng: "Nvxia Li, I came here to ask for something important."

"Oh." Li Suifeng responded calmly, but these people blocked Xiang Yangtian so tightly that she couldn't get around it, so she just stood there: "So what?"

Li Suifeng didn't follow common sense and stunned everyone with just one sentence.

If Li Suifeng had just asked a question, it would be easier for them to talk to him, but they couldn't figure out what Li Suifeng meant by his rhetorical question.

Are they asking why they want to attack her when they have something to ask for? Or, they think that Li Suifeng can't attack them because they want to ask for something.

The only woman among the group said calmly: "Nvxia Li, our boss is just a little impatient. He has no malicious intent. Please forgive me."

Li Suifeng still believed this. After all, she didn't feel any malice beforehand, but rather than taking action in a hurry, Li Suifeng felt it was more like a test.

It's just that this person probably didn't expect that a small test would actually cost him.

Li Suifeng twitched his lips and looked at them with his arms folded.

The woman's name is Lin Ruo, and she can be regarded as the second-in-command of the Basa clan. She is very beautiful, and she looks like a heroic heroine.

Lin Ruo and Li Suifeng faced off, but they were inferior in terms of momentum, and there were dense beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Xiang Yangtian was also helped up by several other people. He didn't know what he put into his mouth, which temporarily stopped him from vomiting blood, but he was still in an extremely embarrassed state.

In his imagination, it was very likely that he would test it at will, and either he would find out what was true or false, or he could have a few fights with him.

But he didn't expect that Li Suifeng didn't play according to common sense and almost kicked him to death.

But the strange thing was that when Li Suifeng took action, he didn't see Li Suifeng's movements clearly at all.

Miscalculated...

Xiang Yangtian grimaced in pain, but he also recognized Li Suifeng's identity.

After all, his strength ranks among the top three in the martial arts world, not to mention number one.

He endured the pain in his body and cupped his fists at Li Suifeng: "It was Xiang who made an abrupt move."

Li Suifeng's shopping mood was completely disturbed, and of course his tone was not very good: "It's good to know."

In the distance, Gu Ming, who learned that Li Suifeng was out, hurried over and saw Xiang Yangtian, who was vomiting blood all over his body, and his eyes went dark.

He was worried about this all the way, but it happened anyway.

Xiang Yangtian's probing tricks are very common in the martial arts world. Either he didn't hold the cup firmly, or he didn't serve the dish well, or he used his internal strength after getting close.

But wouldn't using these tricks on Li Suifeng be seeking death?

Not to mention that Li Suifeng's own strength is unfathomable. She must be carrying a gun. If she hits him on the head...

Gu Ming felt like the world was spinning. Fortunately, when he got closer, he saw that although Xiang Yangtian was vomiting blood, he seemed to be fine?

He stood in front of Li Suifeng and said, "Miss, this is the master of the Posa Sect whom I told you last time that I wanted to see you."

Li Suifeng responded lightly: "Then I'll leave it to you."

Li Suifeng's main character is a person who doesn't care about anything, but before leaving, she still implicitly warned: "I hope this won't happen in the future, otherwise it won't just be as simple as vomiting blood."

Of course, after what happened today, no one dared to test Li Suifeng again.

Gu Ming responded repeatedly. After Li Suifeng went shopping in a bad mood, Gu Ming smiled bitterly and looked at Xiang Yangtian, who was being helped to stand still: "No, why did you provoke her?"

Xiang Yangtian's expression was not very good: "How do I know she is so strong?"

Gu Ming opened his mouth, but finally chose to shut up: "Are you guys going to follow or are you bringing the doctor yourself?"

Recently, many capable people have come to the city, and many of them are good at medicine.

Xiang Yangtian shook his head: "No need to bother."

Lin Ruo cupped her fists at Gu Ming and said, "Let's go back first."

Gu Ming watched them leave, and in the distance he could hear Lin Ruo scolding Xiang Yangtian, mostly speaking about impulsiveness.

Gu Ming shook his head: "Isn't it impulsive?"

I almost lost my life.

The people lurking in the dark looked at each other, and they all saw the same meaning in each other's eyes, retreat!

In the capital palace, there was another sound of smashing, and at the same time there was the furious voice of the emperor: "What did you say? The assassination failed? A bunch of trash! What's the use of me raising you?!"

An inkstone hit the forehead of the kneeling man in black below. The man in black did not dodge, and black ink mixed with blood dripped from his forehead and submerged into the towel covering the lower half of his face.

"Come here, drag them all down and throw them into the water prison!"

Several black shadows flashed past, fell behind the man in black, and then dragged the puppet-like person down.

The emperor was the only one left in the palace. He smashed it hard again, then angrily picked up the sword in the ruins, and rushed out of the palace door with red eyes. He didn't even look at who was in front of him, waving the long sword. A random chop.

Before the beautiful palace concubine standing outside had time to smile, she was stabbed dozens of times with swords, and her original appearance was soon lost.

The snack box she was holding rolled down, and the exquisite pastries and steaming white fungus soup inside spilled all over the floor.

The emperor vented his anger, dropped his sword, didn't even look at the concubine, and waved to the darkness. Soon, two people appeared behind him and knelt down on one knee in front of him.

He leaned closer and whispered a few words, and then took out a small object from his sleeve.

The two of them responded and disappeared into the palace.

The emperor glanced at the court ladies and eunuchs kneeling outside the palace and said casually: "Kill them all."