Chapter 4844 Ran Away

Although her strange attack moves are quite lethal, but two fists can't beat four hands, if she really can't handle it, it can help her!

Those people rushed forward, and Song Mier also went forward with a frying pan. Although she was petite, her strength was not small, and her combat power was not unreasonable, especially when the frying pan in her hand was slapped, the guards had to back down three times. point.

When Feng Jiu came to this West Avenue, she saw that there were many people surrounded, and she couldn't squeeze in, so she walked up to the second floor of a teahouse facing the street and sat down, ordering a pot of tea by the way. drinking.

As soon as Feng Jiu approached this side, Tunyun sensed her aura, looked up and looked around, and saw the owner sitting on the second floor of the teahouse, leaning on the fence and looking down.

Feng Jiu glanced at Tunyun, smiled, and winked at it.

Seeing this, Tunyun squatted aside and watched Song Mier deal with the dozen or so guards by herself. Seeing this, she was also surprised. She thought that she might not be able to defeat so many guards by herself, but she didn't expect that she would not be able to deal with it. More than enough.

On the second floor, Feng Jiu watched the fight below while drinking tea, and couldn't help laughing when she saw that Song Mier's attack moves were completely in the style of cooking.

She didn't even know that she had such martial arts? And judging by her technique, she has practiced beyond ordinary proficiency.

In her opinion, Song Mier didn't treat those people as opponents at all, but regarded them as some kind of dish to stir fry. I don't know how she practiced it, but her skills are really good, and none of the eleven people is her opponent.

She took a sip of tea, and saw the middle-aged man's hand move slightly, as if something had slipped through his sleeve, and the next moment, a hidden weapon struck Song Mi'er.

With a flick of Feng Jiu's hand, a stream of air flowed across, knocking down the hidden weapon that was attacking Song Mier. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, a few drops of tea flew out and instantly condensed into ice, hitting the middle-aged man's limbs.

"Hiss!"

With a scream, the middle-aged man's body twitched for a while, and then he fell down, his lips trembled slightly, and his body was covered with cold air. After a while, his face was covered with frost, and even his eyebrows were covered with frost. Also freezes into ice.

"Master Wei!"

When the knocked down guards saw the appearance of the middle-aged man, they couldn't help being startled, and hurried to his side to help him up.

"Quick! Send Master Wei back quickly!"

The guards yelled nervously, and they didn't care to continue the fight, they hurriedly carried him back, and went straight to Wei's house.

"Hmph! Do you think I'm a soft persimmon? You dare to bully me, did you ask me about my frying pan?" Song Mi'er snorted softly, raised her chin, and showed a smug smile, shaking the lethal weapon in her hand. pan.

Tunyun stepped forward, came to her side and stepped on her foot with his paw.

"What's wrong?" Song Mi'er asked, looking down at the chubby little pet at his feet.

Tunyun glanced at the second floor of the teahouse, then ran to the second floor.

Song Mier looked up and saw Feng Jiu in red sitting on the second floor, smiling at her with tea in his hand. Seeing this, she couldn't help calling out in surprise.

"Sister is back!" happily followed Tunyun to the second floor, sat down at the table on the second floor, looked at Feng Jiu, and said, "Sister, when did you come back? Why are you here?" ?”

Feng Jiu smiled, and said: "I just arrived not long ago, I heard that you were fighting with people here, so I came to have a look."