Chapter 918 (1/2)

When Zhao Qiang looked at whether the portrait looked like himself, there was a sudden sound of hoofs in the street ahead.

Dada dada

Then, the whole street turned into chaos. A fiery red shadow came from the other end of the street.

The galloping horse knocked over countless people along the way. However, when these people stood up and looked at the horses angrily, they found that on the horse was a girl in bright red.

The girl's appearance is quite moving, with a concave convex figure, but there is a trace of arrogance and barbarism between her eyebrows.

The girl held a scarlet blood whip and kept patting on the horse's back. Her mouth was full of proud laughter. It looked particularly beautiful in the whole street. The brownish red horse was like a flame and integrated with the girl's bright red clothes.

In just a few breaths, the girl of Zhongma appeared not far from Zhao Qiang. Zhao Qiang looked at the familiar way of appearance, and suddenly flashed a beautiful face in his mind. Then he raised the corners of his mouth. It was really her!

It seems to confirm the general memory in Zhao Qiang's heart. Miss Jiao man of medium size suddenly roared out: ”good dogs don't stand in the way. Get away from Miss Ben. If you are trampled to death, don't blame Miss Ben for not reminding you.”

After the surrounding crowd saw the girl's face, they all retreated one after another. Even in the street, the hawker who was doing business suddenly changed his face. Then he didn't even do business. He hastily put away the stall and flashed aside.

Looking at the girl standing on the horse in front of him, Zhao Qiang originally wanted to avoid, but he saw that the girl still had no change from six months ago. Zhao Qiang, who originally wanted to hide aside, turned cold. He really didn't like the coyote feng'er's charming character. At present, he stopped and stood directly in the middle of the road.

”Hum! Another death seeker!”

Zhao Qiang's behavior is naturally recognized by the girl in red on the brown red horse. At that moment, there was a cold hum. His slender wrist was holding the scarlet bloody stool. Immediately, a red shadow cut through the air and rushed out at Zhao Qiang. Mixed with a strong wind, the static air pierced the crowd and threw it directly at the black robe on Zhao Qiang's head.

At this time, Zhao Qiang's face was still calm, his palm suddenly made a move in the void, and his foot was a kick. The body has changed a position, and with Zhao Qiang's random grip of his fingers, the scarlet whip has been tightly held by Zhao Qiang at one end, and then Zhao Qiang yanked it.

”Ah...”

With the great power from the other end of the whip, the girl in red on the horse immediately screamed, then her legs suddenly clamped the horse's belly, and the brownish red horse suddenly raised two front hoofs and gave a roar.

The figure of the girl in red also trembled slightly on the horse's back, and she was almost pulled off the horse's back.