In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Hearing her voice, Lu Dongming and the young man's first reaction was to run.

But the clothes on his body were too bulky and he had been frozen in the low temperature for so long. His body refused to obey and rolled down the steps.

Seeing Song Jinhe getting closer and closer on the steps, Lu Dongming's voice trembled and spat out from his throat.

"Let me go, I just lost my mind for a moment, I'm just very hungry, please don't kill me."

Song Jinhe looked at Lu Dongming's dissatisfied look, and sarcastically raised the Tang Dao in his hand and patted his face.

The blade was sharp, and you could see blood bleeding just by rubbing it. The next moment, it was frozen into crimson ice by the low temperature.

"Extremely hungry? Is that why you picked the lock on my door?"

After saying that, she raised the knife and looked at the man on the other side: "What about you? Are you very hungry too?"

The man shook his head hurriedly: "No, no, no, I was dragged up here by Lu Dongmingsheng. I didn't want to come."

Song Jinhe shook his head thoughtfully and put the Tang sword in his hand back into its scabbard.

"Then Lu Dongming really harmed you. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be implicated, right?"

Seeing her give the reason, the man nodded frequently, fearing that he would be shot dead in the next second.

"Then why don't you beat him up quickly to vent your anger? If you don't beat him to death, it will prove that you were not really deceived by him. You should know the consequences, right?"

Song Jinhe smiled like a little devil, his exposed eyes were curved, and his eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost at the low temperature.

The young man hesitated, and she sighed softly: "You don't want to give me a chance?"

The other party reacted immediately, stood up and rushed towards Lu Dongming.

How could the other party stand at attention and be beaten? He rushed towards him with his fists waving.

You punch me, I give you a kick. In the end, the young man had the stronger physical strength and kicked Lu Dongming down the stairs.

There was a crisp click, followed by a deafening scream of pain.

Lu Dongming's leg was broken, and it was bent in a very strange posture at the moment. It was obviously useless.

Song Jinhe clapped his hands and applauded: "That's right. I see that you are really angry with him."

The man smiled flatteringly, thinking that he was going to be let go, but he never thought that Song Jinhe would directly wink at Cheng Qianhuai.

The other party understood immediately, stepped forward and stood in front of the man, stretched out his hand and grabbed his right arm.

"You, you, you, what do you want to do! Ah!"

The man wanted to step back in fear, but was pulled by Cheng Qianhuai and hit the wall. His right arm was bent and broken, hanging empty on his shoulder.

Seeing the two of them rolling in pain, Song Jinhe's smile didn't reach his eyes.

"This is just a small lesson. If you dare to provoke me again, it won't be as simple as being useless.

Don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with. I thought Zhao Yiming and Deng Qilin had already set an example for you. "

She stepped hard on the man's face, then kicked him unconscious. Then she glanced at Lu Dongming, who was already fainting from the pain, and Shi Shiran went upstairs.

Lying in the corridor and fainting under such low temperature conditions, if he is not discovered by others, he may not be alive at all.

Lu Dongming was lucky. He happened to be lying in front of his house and was dragged in by Wang Huanghua.

It's just a pain for the man lying on the 17th and a half floors. He originally had a girlfriend, but she was strangled to death by him just last week. Now no one will reach out to save him.

Retribution has its own reincarnation, it's not that you don't repay it, it's just that the time has not come yet.

The Xu family living in 1701 naturally knew what was happening outside.

Xu Qingkang sat in front of the charcoal basin and looked at the family members around him with a warning: "No one is allowed to go out to save people. They have provoked the 18th floor. If we dare to take action, we will cause trouble for ourselves."

Xu Yuesheng responded naturally. He didn't like the man with a broken arm. He looked effeminate and disgusting.

He still admired tall and strong men like Cheng Qianhuai. This kind of powerful man was the kind of man Xu Yuesheng should get to know.

Xu Rongli coaxed Tiantian in her arms without any intention of interrupting.

She is a stable person and does not want to cause trouble for herself.

Zhou Shuhua patted Tiantian's back gently: "Our Tiantian's life was saved by Miss Song. Naturally, our family will not have such a blind person."

Song Jinhe, who returned home to 1802 at this moment, was asking Cheng Qianhuai to change his shoes. There were men's slippers in her room, which were suitable for Cheng Qianhuai to wear at the moment.

"Feel free to sit down and tidy up the place by the fireplace."

She was busy moving the bed further away, but Cheng Qianhuai showed no intention of sitting down and resting. He stretched out his hand to help her tidy up the space around the fireplace. He waited until it was enough for the two of them to train before he stopped.

After clapping his hands, Song Jinhe rubbed his shoulders and said helplessly: "Actually, I have a dedicated fitness room, but it's just a little far away from the fireplace, so there's no way I can use it."

Cheng Qianhuai smiled and took off his heavy down jacket: "It's okay, there is enough space here."

They didn't talk any more, and soon became immersed in the training. One person attacked and the other defended. Both sides were very serious.

"The foot plate must be stable, and don't hesitate when taking out the knife."

Cheng Qianhuai grabbed Song Jinhe's wrist and moved him forward: "Don't deviate from the direction. If you move too much, others will catch you."

His slightly hot embrace held Song Jinhe, holding her arms with both hands, carefully correcting her every move.

Song Jinhe was also very serious in his studies, and did not notice at all that there was some ambiguity in the movements between the two.

After practicing back and forth all afternoon, Song Jinhe was already sweating profusely while standing by the fireplace, but Cheng Qianhuai only had some light sweat on his forehead, and did not feel tired at all after strenuous exercise.

"Your physical strength still can't keep up. It's best to exercise more, otherwise you won't be able to last long in actual combat.

Especially when fighting an adult man with a strong foundation in force, you can't beat him in terms of strength and endurance, and you will lose in the end. "

He warned Song Jinhe carefully, and the other party nodded weakly, wiped his sweat with a towel, then reached out and grabbed Cheng Qianhuai's hand, leading him directly into the space.

The moment he was grasped by her soft little hands, Cheng Qianhuai stiffened up with some restraint.

In the past, he was holding the hem of his clothes, but today he suddenly touched her hand, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Song Jinhe didn't feel anything. After all, she was sitting with Cheng Qianhuai standing, and the sleeves of his sweatshirt were rolled up, so she grabbed his hand directly to make it easier for her.

"Take a shower, I've just worked up a lot and sweated a lot."

She walked to a room on the second floor of the villa, turned around and pointed to Cheng Qianhuai downstairs.

"There is also a bathroom in the other room, just use it."

As if she had thought of something, she took out a set of clothes suitable for Cheng Qianhuai from the space. Looking at his height and long legs, he chose a large size, so he should be able to wear it.