Facing the handsome and imposing Yan Shuangying, who had shouldered everything for her.
Xiaoling was getting more and more unable to control her heart.
In the depths of his suppressed heart, it was as if there was another more stubborn and passionate self that was about to break free.
Forget it, I'll just treat him as a relative who's going to die the next day!
With this psychological hint.
On this night, no matter what kind of red clouds and drizzles happened, Xiaoling could endure it with relish.
Yan Shuangying knew what kind of situation he would face tomorrow.
He didn't want to fight Xiaoling to the death.
If he didn't want to draw his gun tomorrow, he couldn't stop shooting tonight.
The next morning, Yan Shuangying was cleaning his weapons as usual.
Although he had the system to protect him, he had developed a habit of obsessive-compulsive disorder in the past six months.
He wiped the silver shell spear, the golden hunting rifle, and the twenty flying daggers.
There was a row of bone-piercing steel needles on his belt and a long saber on his back.
After tidying up, Yan Shuangying glanced at Xiaoling, who was sleeping innocently on the bed, and gently left the room.
Xiaoling looked attractive during the day.
But between his brows, there would be unconcealable worry.
On the contrary, a night of release and a peaceful sleeping posture in the morning might be the real her.
Or perhaps, the other Feng Xiaoling in his heart would only come out when he was at his most relaxed state!
Yan Shuangying stepped into the Four Seas Inn.
This was Huang Heihu's home ground, so he was the first to welcome them.
"Within the four seas, we are all brothers!"
"In the past few days, a hundred people have been killed or injured in the battle between the Twin Dragon Mount and Bai Luo Mountain.”
"It is our great fortune to have invited Yan Shuangying, who is half-human, half-ghost, and the number one spear expert, to mediate today.”
Old Saber was the most ruthless person in Black Gobi.
In the past, there was a saying," A lone eagle is the old knife of a gang."
Therefore, after Bu Ying died, Old Saber's words carried more weight.
"What mediation do we need?"
"Wasn't this fight caused by Yan Shuangying killing Ma Dapao on my territory?”
"In the past, Buddha cut off his flesh to feed the eagle, and finally allowed the goshawk to cultivate properly.”
"The hundred brothers of Ma Dapao and I have been fed to the eagles.”
"I wonder if Brother Yan Shuangying is willing to enter my sect and cultivate.”
Yan Shuangying sneered.
"I, Yan Shuangying, swear that I will never become Buddha!"
With a bang, the hot-tempered Ma Dapao broke the cup first.
"Bastard, you don't know how to appreciate kindness!"
Suddenly, hundreds of bandits rushed out of the Four Seas Hotel.
Everyone aimed their heavy weapons at Yan Shuangying.
Yan Shuangying looked at Huang Heihu and said.
"Leader Huang, there are nearly a thousand people holding heavy weapons.”
"Is this the mediation you arranged?"
Huang Heihu also shed all pretense of cordiality.
"That's right, this is my arrangement!”
"In the Black Gobi Desert, what can't Old Sabre and Ma Dapao talk about?”
"As long as we join forces to kill you, wouldn't we be as close as brothers and the mediation be successful?”
Yan Shuangying sneered.
"All of you know that I killed 3000 Japanese in 301 water stations in one day.”
"What makes you think that these 1,000 people can stop me?”
Old Saber sneered.
"We have obtained the internal information of the Wei Nation. More than 2,000 soldiers died from poison gas.”
"Gui Zi, 1000 guards, good at fighting.”
"As for us 1,000 bandits, we are good at ganging up!”
"Attack!"
With a command, the three leaders retreated upstairs.
The 1,000 bandits began to gang up on him.
In terms of combat power, these 1,000 bandits would be easily killed by 1,000 regular soldiers.
However, they were fighting in a sealed building.
This group of bandits was not afraid of death and used the surrounding environment to fight to the death.
It was indeed better than a thousand Japanese soldiers.
"But I'm really better at ganging up!”
"One, gang up on a group!"
Yan Shuangying activated his movement technique and fired his two spears.
Gun fighting technique combined with ten times the magazine, the efficiency was terrifyingly high.
A group of people surrounded the expert.
The final victory was because of nothing else.
The expert's stamina was exhausted.
The expert ran out of ammunition.
The state of the strong became weaker.
Unfortunately, Yan Shuangying had ten times the magazine and three godly guns.
After a few rounds, hundreds of bandits fell.
However, Yan Shuangying's bullets showed no signs of running out.
There was not even a pause.
Old Saber and Ma Dapao, who were used to the wind and rain, were also completely shocked.
"Where did Yan Shuangying get so many magazines?”
"If a person carries hundreds of bullets on his back, how can he be as light as a swallow?”
There were endless bullets, but what about stamina and status?
Now, Yan Shuangying's Constitution was above 40, and his peak condition was above 40. He was starting to show his power.
Even after an hour of intense battle, his status value would drop by a few points.
However, at 35, he was still the invincible Yan Shuangying.
The massacre was still ongoing, and the death toll of the bandits had exceeded five hundred.
Everything changed after the window on the second floor of the hotel exploded.
"What a powerful aura!"
A masked figure in black broke through the window.
The speed of his movement technique and the agility of his movements were even faster than Bu Ying's half a year ago.
A strong killing intent filled the entire hotel.
Old Blade and the others were overjoyed, while Yan Shuangying frowned slightly…
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