The Martial Guard in City/C37 Catch the scoundrel and catch the double(2)
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C37 Catch the scoundrel and catch the double(2)

Kessoff spoke with a half-familiar Chinese, his eyebrows releasing a few strands of energy. Obviously, he never put me in his eyes. This time, he finally got hold of my weakness, and I instantly realized the importance of the trouble.

I was about to say something, but Mareshia had already rushed over, put himself in front of me, and said to Kessoff: "Kessoff, what are you trying to do? Do you want to be unfriendly to Chinese guests? You can't, you can't! " The Caucasian seemed to be using both his arms and legs, as if he was constantly using both mental and physical weapons to guard against any attacks. And right now, Mareshia has become my guardian god.

Kessoff stared at Mareshia, his expression turning from anger to grief. I could read something in those eyes, that deep feeling, that sense of loss, as if it were a man who was lost in love. I suddenly guessed, Kessoff is probably chasing after Mareshia!

I don't want to have any conflicts with Kessoff, although I don't have any good impressions towards this arrogant State of Y Chief Guard. I forced myself to swallow down the words that I was about to say. I wanted to leave the scene under the cover of Mareshia. However, Kessoff took another step to the right and stood in front of me.

The situation became more and more serious, and Kessoff's expression became more and more sinister. I suddenly felt that I had suddenly become Xi Men Qing, while Kessoff was actually going to take revenge for brother Wu Song. I had to pretend to be calm and say, "Lieutenant Colonel Kessoff, sometimes what you see with your own eyes might not be true. Mareshia and I don't have anything, really, nothing! " After saying this, he felt that it was ridiculous. Would he believe it?

Kessoff laughed coldly: "Nonsense! I can see that you have kissed Mareshia. Don't tell me that kissing is the etiquette of your country! I won't believe it! "

I said, "It's late, and I don't want to make fun of you. It's boring. Can you please step aside for a moment? " I pointed to the flowered path outside the pavilion and said amiably.

But how can Kessoff let me go? "He had already clenched his fists. In the quiet night, I could hear the creaking sounds of his knuckles being clenched. On his face, there was burning fury and an inexhaustible fierceness." Boy, I'll make it so you can't get up! Let me tell you, other than me, no one else has the qualifications to be with Mareshia! "

The more he spoke, the higher his decibel level became, and I saw that his shoulder was slightly raised a little, followed by him waving his huge fist, directly striking my Face.

I was prepared. I dodged to the side and dodged his sneak attack. But I didn't want to fight back, not because I was afraid of him, but because I didn't think it was necessary.

After I dodged a few more punches, Mareshia stood in front of me once again and explained to Kessoff: "Kessoff, listen to me, this is not related to the Staff Officer Zhao, so don't find trouble with him, it's all my fault, I took the initiative, I took the initiative myself!" Mareshia extended both his hands to protect me, and stared at Kessoff, his eyes revealing a look of panic.

However, Kessoff seemed to have already made up his mind to 'fix' me. He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "You b * tch, don't stop me, I want this China Kid to know how powerful I am. "As for you, I will deal with you later if you don't know what's wrong with you. Let me teach this China Kid a lesson first ?" As Kessoff spoke, he pulled Mareshia away. Fortunately, Mareshia was also a practitioner son, after staggering for a moment, he was able to stand steadily again.

Kessoff's Chinese really wasn't worthy of praise, but he had to admit that this was already very rare. He could even skillfully use the words' bitch 'and' ashamed '. Although the pronunciation was not accurate, he could still be considered fluent. Under normal circumstances, Foreigner saying things like this could already be considered pretty good.

's fist swung towards my chest once again. This time, I didn't dodge, and raised my arm to strike block for a while. Then, I took two steps back and warned.

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