Chapter 265: Thunder Strike

Leng Yiyao glanced at the chef who was already frightened and silly, lifted her eyes, and slowly put the plate of oily shrimp in her hand back on the table. The five fingers were as white as jade and loosened one by one, as if they were accomplishing an extremely important thing.
However, her face is indifferent and casual. Neither showed the annoyance of kung fu and headache, nor did he hesitate to hesitate, as if he had completely calmed down when he received the hot time bomb.
In the ear, Evans's solemn voice.
Just listen, he spoke to Hemo on the main seat, "Marshal, please allow me to make a request."
Suddenly there was a little air in the whole room.
Hemo's eyes were straight and cold. He looked straight at Evans, and seemed to smile slightly: "What are you asking for?"
Frey interlaced his hands a little uncontrollably. Leng Yiyao's hand completely exceeded his expectations. This is no longer enough to describe with skill.
Calm judgment, clear reaction ability, and decisive execution ability to speak and act. Even in the military world, he hadn't seen a few sergeants achieve such perfection in unprepared accidents.
Yes, perfect!
There is no hustle and bustle, no impetuousness, as if she just handed a dish casually. However, there is no one in a million on-the-spot adaptability. In this room, besides the marshal, how many people can do it?
Frey almost subconsciously looked at Evans, who was standing upright. Even if he didn't listen to what was behind him, he could already guess what he was going to say.
Sure enough, even if Evans stayed abroad for so long, the beast that had been dormant in nature had never disappeared. His eyes seemed to be quenched by the moonlight, so straightforward, he stood there, without hiding, directly expressing what he thought: "I want to ask Miss Leng to compete with me."
As soon as the voice fell, the head chef who was stupid with his head down suddenly made a sound of inhaling air-conditioning.
Leng Yiyao looked sideways, without a trace of surprise or panic. Instead, she smiled lightly at him. At that moment, it seemed like the scene of sitting in the arms of his parents when he was a child, looking up at the moon, calming Ros...
Hemo didn't say anything. His full attention was no longer on Evans. On the contrary, as the focus of attention, she didn't seem to be conscious.
He couldn't help but slowly leaned back, leaning back on the back of the chair, and lightly resting his right hand on the right temple. At this moment, a lazy, hoarse voice sounded throughout the room slowly: "Your request is wrong. Object."
Since it is challenging Leng Yiyao, what is the point of asking him?
Frey and Evans' eyes suddenly froze.
Marshal is this to give all the dominance to Leng Yiyao?
Have you ever seen such an indulgent marshal?
It is clear that the moment Leng Yiyao was catching the dinner plate, his eyes flashed brightly, and he looked forward to finding out her true depth more than anyone else, but at this moment, he was willing to give the other party the right to dominate?
Leng Yiyao turned around, and the eyes of the two quietly collided in the air, as if they could wipe out the flames.
At that moment, she clearly saw the raging flames burning under his eyes, which was scorching almost crazy.
This is a kind of unintentional surprise, and it is a certainty that will never let go without reaching the goal. She seemed to see her before rebirth through his eyes...
Easy to use?
Give up the lead?
No, he is because he has the confidence to be in complete control.
He was sure that since she had accidentally exposed her horse's feet, she would not easily retract into her shell and pretend that she was a school girl who was innocent.
The challenge caused by a dinner...
Leng Yiyao almost sighed at the oily shrimp before her eyes. Sure enough, eating goods always has to pay for her shortcomings, but she didn't expect it to be so fast, and she exposed the tip of the iceberg when she hadn't fully figured out the true nature of Hemo.
"Miss Leng," Evans frowned when Leng Yiyao didn't answer, his eyes hesitated, but he was finally replaced by the persistence in his eyes: "Before I came, I said that you might need your help. ."
"Huh?" Her eyes moved away from the gorgeous oily shrimp, and then landed on Evans's eyebrows, where the faith and determination of a soldier were clearly written.
"If you can, I hope you can let go of your worries and really compete with me." Tonight's flight is about to leave the empire, he doesn't know how long he will have to endure in a foreign country. But if he didn't take a grievance, he would never give up easily. He thought that the marshal had suddenly opened his mouth and had an extremely unusual attitude towards a girl, so he was driven by curiosity to return home to find out. Who would have thought that there would be such an unexpected gain. At this moment, the soldier's natural blood was completely aroused, and he could no longer suppress it.
After listening, she lowered her eyebrows, and tapped the fingertips of her right hand gently on the table. There is not much sound, but every sound seems to be knocking on the heartbeat of the people present.
No response, and no direct rejection.
On the contrary, there was a faint meditation in her eyes.
Such an expression, neither Hemer nor Frey had seen it on her face. In front of others, she always seems to be at ease, and all actions are carried out after careful consideration. Only today, this accident completely uncovered what she wanted to hide.
Waiting is a kind of torture, especially for people like them who have always been known for efficiency, but at this moment, everyone is waiting for extra patience.
Hemo stared straight at her like this, seeing everything she had in her eyes. At that moment, his eyes were magnificent, something was about to rush out, but he held it back. He didn't want to force her, even if she was clearly capable of doing everything, but didn't know why, at this moment, he would rather wait for her to give the answer in person.
"Yes." The moment the word indifferent came out of her mouth, the airflow in the entire room changed.
Evans's face seemed to be lit to the extreme in an instant, the light in his pupils was shining, and he half-bended, for the first time he showed great respect to someone other than the marshal: "Thank you very much."
He was full of calculations, and only met twice, but he could see her solemnity from the attitude of the other party. She was not going to perfuse things at all, but sincerely accepted his request. At this moment, he has never been so grateful for his decision to return to China.
"It's just that I have something to say to the marshal..." Her fingertips were still roaming the table, her eyes met Hemo's dark eyes, and she smiled suddenly: "Alone."
As the last two words fell, the expressions of Evans and Frey in the room changed slightly, revealing a long meaning.
Frey reacted more quickly. He directly lifted the chef who was kneeling on the ground, and took Evans who wanted to watch, and immediately left the room.
In an instant, the entire restaurant, only left, she and him-two people.
"If you have something, speak straight." He stared at her quietly, with a slight smile on his mouth, clearly, not surprised by her abnormality at this moment.
In this world, there is no absolute right or wrong, strength or weakness. The moment she had just agreed to compete with Evans, he had realized that she had other plans.
After all, she is a fox and has seven tricks in her heart.
"I want you to give me a team and accompany me back to D City." She smiled and got up and slowly walked in his direction.
His footsteps were so light, but he couldn't help frowning.
"You want to go back?" You just came to the capital city for less than a month.
Facing Hemo's doubts and incomprehension, she raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Yes, go back. But not now, but next week."
"Why?" Given her indifferent relationship with Leng's family, he couldn't guess why she wanted to go back. In the imperial capital, with the royal family and military circles behind, no one dared to offend a point. She took a group of soldiers back. What is she going to do? Show off your power and find your place? He didn't believe she would do such a boring thing.
"My birthday next week," her voice paused slightly, as if she had no deep meaning, and her smile was hazy and wavy: "My seventeenth birthday."
Hemo was silent, as if thoughtful, and a smile appeared in his eyes, which was sympathy for her "enemies": "So?"
"Since I can overwhelm others, why should I be polite to them?" Asking for someone should have a begging attitude, and casually send a cold and 媪媃, really thinking that she will sprinkle her anger on each other, so she acquiesced to those two The guy who sits on the hill watching the tiger fight through the storm?
Since she was born in the Leng family and couldn't change it, she could change her way and completely change her family's right to speak.
Let Leng Weiran agree to transfer the 40% of Leng's equity, she really didn't just talk about it to scare Leng Yizheng. Since she wanted to use her relationship with Hemo to keep Leng's family, she naturally had to pay a price.
What about no women’s inheritance rights in the empire?
There is no one in history, so she became the first person and created one directly!
She wanted to see, who would dare to sneer at her at that time, and who would dare to stand up and accuse that equity transfer contract was a trifling matter.
"Are you going to attack your father and brother?" It was the first time Hemo encountered a situation where a little girl would "suppress people with her power" and say so for granted. What's more, what she meant was what she said. , Clearly still has a later move.
"The two words ‘start hand’ are too ugly, just teach them what is ‘a person who knows the current affairs is a good man’." Thinking that a daughter, she just promised a little benefit casually? She couldn't control her original body, and since she took over this body, she couldn't tolerate others gesticulating in front of her. Isn't the Leng family's fortune what they look after? Isn't it just for the expansion of the Leng Group to indulge in Hemo? She wants them to hand over their most cherished and most cherished things, and make them feel the pain, so that they can have a long memory and know what they should and what should not be.
"Yes." At this moment, he said the same two words she had just responded to Evans, and the light under her eyes condensed, like the dark night, suddenly quiet sea before a thunderstorm, a deep, invisible side . "As long as you win the competition tonight."
If it is Evans who is surging in blood and impatient, because he was thoroughly motivated to fight, then tonight, the one who looks forward to the end most is him, Hemo!
Although he knew that she had a stunt when she brought Lu Chen back to the capital from the interception and killing without incident, tonight, he was still amazed by her hand just now!
How not expecting, how not scorching, his whole body was trembling slightly, wanting to learn more and dig deeper. She is clearly a treasure, and she can't stop!
What he promised her was not only a request, a condition that allowed her power to suppress others, but also a promise that he promised to support her completely and unconditionally.
"A word is settled!" She smiled, her lips gleaming, and the room instantly lit up.
Since we want to stand in this world, since we want to be special, we must show value. Now that Hemo has been determined to stand in line, he must strive to get heavier and heavier as possible. She laughed, and the mist under her eyes disappeared one by one. Under the moonlight, those condensed eyes finally showed a lingering air.
That was, on the night of her rebirth, she killed her without any cover, and at this moment, she showed it all!
There is no concealment, and there is no concealment. At this moment, Hemo finally discovered her soul through her clear and elegant appearance.
It turns out that her true face is like this!
Thrilling, shocking!
Hemo suddenly closed his eyes, and the excitement in his bloodline was almost rushing out. At this moment, he suddenly smiled.
That smile is sure to be extraordinary and profound!
Leng Yiyao turned around and opened the door. The chef outside had already been sneaked far away by Fretty and disappeared without a trace. Evans was standing on the lawn, looking straight over, the darkness, with the blindfold on his face, seemed to solidify into the most dangerous light in the night. The light is revealed, who will fight for the front!
On the dark night, the moonlight became the best embellishment.
Leng Yiyao stood opposite him, and paused slightly on the other's bright eyes.
"What do you want to compare?" Her voice was very casual, without any worries, as if he could accompany him no matter what the content was.
Such confidence, such determination...
Evans took a deep breath, suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart, and looked up at Hemo: "What advice does the marshal have?"
"No guns are allowed. Others are at will." He taught her epee and heard that she knows how to use a scimitar, but the gun, I don't know why, he doesn't need any evidence, just knows that she is the top player in this industry. Regardless of the result of today's competition, he doesn't want to be injured by mistake. Not moving the gun is his bottom line, and the rest is up to them.
"In that case, it's better to compete directly. Whoever knocks down the opponent first wins." Evans has followed Hemo since the beginning, and he can understand the meaning of the opponent with a single look. He took off his blindfold and smiled at her in the bright moonlight, as if the weak scholar turned into a sword at this moment, and his entire soul became indestructible.
"Not good." She looked up and calmly denied his proposal.
"Why?" Evans rarely showed a look of surprise. Could it be that the contest was too straightforward? Or does the bruise on Frey's face make her carefree?
"Unfair." She only uttered these three words, ignoring the momentary blue and white on Evans's face.
He couldn't see with his right eye, and he was born weak, but these three words of her were tactlessly revealing his shortcomings in front of everyone naked.
"Then what do you suggest?" Evans took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. As far as he perceives, Leng Yiyao doesn't look down on him, but really feels that this kind of martial arts is not suitable. Then, what good suggestions does she have?
"Blindfolded, we are blindfolded. The match is the same, but we can't use our eyes." She smiled, her face relaxed.
After leaving the chef outside, Frey walked all the way and heard this.
He looked at Leng Yiyao almost incredulously. Does she know what she is talking about?
In terms of physical strength, men and women are inherently different in physical strength. Originally, Evans took the lead in such a competition. But in view of his right eye, it is just a complement of advantages and disadvantages, and barely tied. Under such circumstances, she even disliked unfairness and asked herself to be blindfolded. She knows how many years Evans has spent to train herself and overcome the differences in eyes?
She is clearly at a disadvantage...
"There is too much space. If the distance is too far, it is not suitable for a quick decision." Evans frowned, and he naturally knew what Frey was thinking, but she was too arrogant and took it for granted. Vaguely revealed the meaning of not wanting to take advantage of him.
Where does this arrogance come from?
Does she know who is she facing?
How much did he experience from the time the marshal started to when Bai Ze took over the secret realm before he tempered the iron bones he is today?
"Take a rope, ten meters long, and tie it to both of us. No need to test, as long as you are willing to pull the rope, you can directly know the location of the other person." She was calm, and didn't mean to make a joke. What if you blindfolded and can't see each other. As long as it can be touched, as long as it can be sensed, everything becomes fair.
She has her arrogance, and since she agreed to the competition, she would never allow a trace of luck.
"Do as she said." Before Evans could speak again, Hemo agreed and asked Frey to get the rope.
In the air, it seemed to be stung by something, and the atmosphere was strangely tight.
Freiqiang put away the stunned expression on his face, and took the rope and the ribbon for the blindfold as requested by the marshal. Before coming back, a thought suddenly flashed in my mind. I didn't know why, but I walked to the duty room where the guard officer was staying: "Tonight, the monitoring on the lawn is disconnected. Keep informed, no one should come near."
The guard officer's expression was taken aback, and he thought to himself, apart from the Marshal, Evans, and Frey, only the Miss Leng was in the house. What does this explanation mean?
Frey glanced at the other person impatiently, and the man was shocked and regained in an instant, standing tall, and quickly saluting: "Received."
After explaining the chores, Frey curled his lips and walked towards the lawn immediately.
Tonight, no matter who wins or loses, he doesn't want to be seen by the people below Leng Yiyao and Evans in embarrassment. Although disconnected from the monitoring, you will not be able to see the entire playback, but tonight, as a witness, he will engrave all of the two of them in his heart.
Leng Yiyao and Evans took the black ribbon, standing alone, and quickly tied them on themselves. During this period, the two did not say a word.
Frey walked cautiously to them, and tied the rope around their waists. Pulled, made sure that they were all tightened, and then took a step back.
"Turn off the lights." She raised her head and smiled slightly towards the faint light.
This time Frey, without hesitation, directly turned off all the light sources near the lawn.
Without light, without sound, everything seemed to fall into the initial darkness in an instant. It was like how she felt when she woke up from the brink of death. It was dark, gloomy and cold.
Everyone felt that she was taking care of Evans' eyes and did not hesitate to let go of their own advantages, but they guessed the first half without knowing it, but the content of the second half was quite different.
She has never had her eyes intact, even in the country where the situation is the most complicated and intolerable, she has no disability, but, in the dark, she is never unfamiliar!
From the day she really started to be a murderer, she had become accustomed to being alone, to walking alone in the dark.
This is a sense of fulfillment that is different from that of any light. Her rebirths start from the darkness and die in the darkness. How do they conclude that she will be more vulnerable than Evans?
"Three minutes," she pulled the rope on her body, raised her head, and smiled gently at the moon in the sky: "If you count three minutes, whoever falls to the ground will lose."
This is a game that erupts in silence, inexplicably, but exciting. Evans was inspired by her, so why didn't she agree to compete with this "Bai Ze" in power in order to occupy a broader position in the future military?
Now that the tip of the iceberg has been revealed, she has the initiative to show how much she wants to show.
Evans nodded in response to "OK"! At this moment, the air suddenly became cold, and their expressions changed completely!
The ten-meter rope was stretched between the two, showing that it was stretched straight, and no one was willing to be the one who shot first.
The breath is all in the ears, and in the dark space, the perception of human five senses is extremely magnified. They can all feel each other's position, but no one can be sure which hand the opponent will take first and which part will attack first.
So, consider, test, you come and go.
Frey held his breath and looked at the two people who almost couldn't see clearly in front of them almost inconceivably.
That hand was still resting on the opponent's back for a moment, and it was already on the opponent's shoulder in the next moment. The foot lifted high and fell heavily, stirring up dust on the ground, as if it could penetrate the body at any time.
Fists into the bones, shocked every step.
He had never seen such a quiet fight.
It is so clear that the eyes can't keep up with the speed, but people can only sigh, so stunning, so beautiful that they can't speak!
Leng Yiyao was clearly too short of Evans, but her position was too tricky. At the last moment, she was clearly standing directly opposite the other party, just a flash, and she turned behind Evans.
A hand knife slashed head-on, almost too fast to cover her ears. The moment she landed on his neck, her body had already started to move in another direction.
The muffled sound, the sound of bone collision and body collision is close to my ears.
Frey's heartbeat speeded up, and he never thought that it turned out that the competition that covered his eyes would burst into astonishing heat in such a calm expression.
The figures of the two people in front of them quickly collided and then separated.
Evans moved very fast, but it was still faster than Leng Yiyao. She always seemed to be able to perceive his direction one step in advance, no matter where he flashed, she was already waiting there a moment in advance.
He turned around, she was elbowing in front, he flanked, and she came head on.
There is no imaginary overcoming strength with softness, and no self-righteous hitting a rock with a pebbles. The scene before him is completely different from what Frey imagined. He never expected that one day, an underage woman would confront the head of Bai Ze with head-to-head and use violence to counter violence.
On Tuesday, in this similar yard, he was verified by Evans hand to foot the gap between him and the other party. The bruise wound on his face was still aching, but he blinked, right in front of him, The person who was hit so hard to fight back was severely suppressed by Leng Yiyao.
Soon, it is almost unthinkable. The point is that she is still ruthless!
Knife, side kick, elbow hit, arm block...
She advances and retreats freely, like a firework that quietly blooms at night, which shocks people's mind unexpectedly.
Every blow she made was without warning, the last moment it was clearly in the left brain, and the next moment, it had already hit his cervical spine. Every place where people are most fragile, she is here to help. No matter how tightly guarded she was, she seemed to be able to reach the goal she wanted from the strangest angle.
After Evans blocked her another elbow blow, he only felt a tingling in her abdomen and a tingling pain all over her body!
It's been a long time since I felt such a straightforward attack.
Without a trace of trickery, she went straight to and fro, boldly, and totally inconsistent with her petite body.
"hiss"--
In the same position, she superimposed again, this time it was a side kick. The intensity is heavier and sharper than the one just now.
Before he recovered, he was kicked to the ground in the same position.
Breathing began to increase uncontrollably, and there was a air around the tip of the nose. He knew that it was his own.
It has been many years and no one has let him see his blood again.
When he first challenged in the restaurant, he knew that she was very strong, as strong as never before, but he still did not expect that she would be so strong.
This is no longer the level that ordinary people can achieve through exercise.
Iron-blooded and Zhengrong, at this moment, he saw the same sense of danger from the Marshal in a woman.
There was a wind shaking in the air, and he sank, feeling that her next blow would strike again. This time, it was the left leg.
Unlike others who use her right foot, she seems to have control over her limbs so flexible.
This is why, she can always use the most tricky angle to disintegrate his defense instantly.
He leaned back and avoided the oncoming foot, and the whole person took a step back. There was a slight tremor from the ten-meter-long rope. The next moment, the familiar palm wind was oncoming.
This, this is really, lifting a rock and hitting myself in the foot...
He looked cold and almost laughed at himself. I've never been so aggrieved before, since the moment I started, I have been at a disadvantage. He secretly timed it, only for one minute, but he clearly felt the embarrassment of the doppelganger.
With the fast system, he can't compare to a girl who is still sixteen years old, so he can only use the heavy system...
There was a cold flash in the eyes, he flashed low, his body was almost level with the ground, swept his legs, and feinted with one blow to divert her attention. In the next moment, his right hand fell to the ground, instantly violent, and hit hard. Knock down Leng Yiyao.
"Boom"
He originally thought she would fall to the ground hard in the blink of an eye, but the fact is that there was a very soft sound, like the sound of a cat jumping from the eaves. If he was not sure that he had just touched the object with one foot, Evans would almost think that he was a hallucination.
However, it is clear that the other party's breath has not changed.
He should have really touched the other person, but why, she didn't seem to be really hurt, and she still had room to stand up instantly from the ground.
From landing to turning over, it is almost incredible.
He tentatively stepped forward, but unfortunately, she had disappeared long ago.
The eyes covered by the silk scarf did not shine, he tried to lower his breathing, trying to find her position.
However, my heart was suddenly cold.
No!
Nothing!
There was neither the sound of her breathing nor the rubbing of her footsteps on the lawn.
At this moment, he discovered that he was able to detect her location just now because she was willing, and when she completely hid her track, it was wishful thinking to guess her specific position from her breath.
Frey clenched his hands tightly, almost completely holding his breath, stood dazedly, and caught the silent fight in his eyes.
When Leng Yiyao landed, he hardly dared to look back at the Marshal's face.
He felt the same as Evans. That thunderous blow definitely touched Leng Yiyao's body, but when she quietly landed with both hands, one sideways, and removed the attack power of that blow, he only I feel that all the fighting training I have received before has become a joke.
It turns out that it is not a joke to be strong.
She was clear, there was still room just now, which gave Evans enough face.
And when the blow started, it was when she really used her full strength.
The surrounding movement suddenly became very vague, the wind direction had not changed, and the insects had birdsong, but at this moment, she seemed to be truly hiding in this inch of grass. There is no footsteps, there is no low rubbing sound of clothes in the air, and there is no sigh that seems to be absent, as if Evans is the only one in this area.
Evans exhausted all means and couldn't determine her position. He could only use the worst strategy. He placed his palm on the rope and was about to pull the rope. When he pulled her in front of him, there was a wave of fluctuations at the other end of the rope. Maintaining the most awakened defensive posture, she was expected to attack first. Without thinking, the rope swung a circle in the air, but there was no response at all around it.
The next moment, when he turned around in the direction of the fluctuation of the rope, the moment he punched, the hemp rope almost instantly fastened his right arm, squeezing, pulling back, bending the knee, and flowing water!
Evans only felt that he was surrounded by a strong rope, and the next moment Leng Yiyao clasped it tightly. With her arm hitting the ground, her right knee instantly pressed against his locked right arm joint.
With a "thump"
The sound of cartilage frustrated instantly exploded in the ear!
At that moment, the pain was severe, but he was too late to take care of it, and subconsciously counterattack.
But before he lifted it up, her other hand was tied with a rope, and the other was firmly tied behind his back. He looked up and wanted to turn his body, but she flipped the wrist of his left hand and instantly released his strength.
She pressed one knee on his body, tightly controlled the rope with both hands, and completely controlled him to the ground.
At that moment, it seemed as if all the dark clouds dispersed, and the dense fireworks were all blooming in the sky.
In this silent fight, before he could react, Frey shouted "Time is up" and he was completely nailed to the spot, unable to move!
Quickly, it's almost too scary to describe it, the key is, it's still cruel!
No attack can stop her, no counterattack and defense can disrupt her pace. From the moment she started to attack, the three minutes of time seemed to have been thoroughly designed by her.
One minute of confrontation, two minutes of confrontation. If the first half was beyond his expectations, then almost all his sanity was wasted in the second half!
Evans's face was stiff, the palm of his hand was still buckled behind his back, and his heart was already filled with consternation.
She is shockingly familiar with human body joints and physiological structure.
In three minutes, before he fully explored her depth, she had locked him in the failed role, and she had no counterattack.
From beginning to end, he didn't even know how much strength she used.
Even now, the two of them were clasped together, but he still couldn't feel her breathing.
It was as if she was completely immersed in this night, this green shade, she switched freely like a shadow, and controlled all his actions.
Then, the thunder strike!