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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 169: A knife through the heart

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    Chapter 169: Knife through the heart

    Takashimano Lily's hand slowed down, and the force of the knife changed from a violent storm to a fine weave. She knew that her physical strength was almost exhausted, and her opponent was a very powerful Chinese woman. Under such a fierce attack, she could still  Hold on for so long.

    Her original tactics were aimed at Tang Qiuli. After her opponent was replaced by Xiaoling, she didn't take Xiaoling seriously. With her fierce and sharp sword skills, she couldn't kill her quickly, even if she killed her  Without Qiu Li's bloody hand, killing the woman he loved would also hit his heart hard. With this, it would be difficult to advance and retreat, and it would not be impossible for him to find an opportunity.

    Now, she realized that she was wrong, very wrong. The woman beside Xueshou Qiuli was not a person she seemed to be with. She just resisted her fierce attack and made a miscalculation.

    In fact, Xiaoling's defense was very difficult. Takashima Noyuri's sword skills were a bit beyond her expectation. The sword's killer move was also hindered by her skirt. She could only dodge once by relying on her flexible body skills.  The second danger was that Battle's sword was too heavy. However, with this heavy sword, it took a lot of advantage against Takashima's long and narrow Japanese sword.

    She felt that there were always two fiery eyes following her behind her. They were the concerns of her lover. Perhaps, without this motivation, Xiaoling might have been defeated by Takashima's sword. Although there was no fear of her life, she could avoid being seriously injured.  No.

    Now that she saw Takashima on the defensive, her confidence surged, and she rushed forward with a lunge. Her skirt was almost torn, but she couldn't care so much. The only chance was in front of her. Her flexible waist was like a spring.  She suddenly burst out with an astonishing momentum, flicked her wrist and raised the knife. The big knife was raised high above her head. Holding the knife in both hands, she slashed towards Gao Dao's head like a mountain.

    Takashima was shocked. Under such circumstances, this woman still had the power to fight back. It was incredible. The situation on the court was reversed.

    Takashima was at the point when his old strength was exhausted, and his footwork was already worn out, so he had no choice but to turn his wrist, raise the knife, and give Xiaoling a fierce blow.

    There was a loud "cang" sound, and Qingyue's voice echoed in the hall. After being hit hard, Takadao's body shook a few times, and he took two steps back. Xiaoling gained the advantage and refused to give in. Taking advantage of the force of the knife being bounced, he drew back.  The sword turned around, using his own body as an axis, and slashed at Takashima's shoulder with his backhand.

    Takashima hurriedly parried with his sword, but was shaken by the powerful impact again. Xiaoling took advantage of her momentum, her sword was like white practice, and her momentum was like a rainbow, and she slashed towards the top of Takashima's head.

    The advantage of the weight of the knife came to light. With every blow, the heavy knife and the force of inertia made Takashima's delicate body shake violently. She could only keep retreating. Xiaoling's knife skills were like an antelope hanging its horns, full of danger.  dynamic.

    The sound of "dang clang" was heard endlessly. Xiaoling slashed her sword tightly, her slender waist driving the heavy blade, like the reincarnation of the god of death, leaving no room for Takashima to fight back.

    After more than ten blows, Takashima's samurai sword was unable to withstand the heavy blows and finally broke from it. The sword was dazzling and Takashima was about to die under Xiaoling's sword.

    At this critical moment, Takashima showed good skills. She threw the knife and leaned back as much as possible to avoid being smashed to the head and chest, and fell into a pile of Japanese samurai.

    The thin evening dress was quietly scratched from the chest to the unrestrained big breasts by Xiaoling's sharp blade, and suddenly jumped out like a vivid white rabbit, trembling slightly in the air, between the towering breasts, a line  A thin red line was clearly visible, extending towards the lower abdomen, slowly oozing blood.

    With white skin and red blood, the scene was dazzling and strange. Everyone was stunned. The life-and-death fight between the two beauties was so thrilling and heart-wrenching.

    Ling staggered a few steps and leaned on the ground with a knife to stabilize her body. Her legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and she gasped violently. Her plump breasts undulated like waves.

    It¡¯s not that she doesn¡¯t want to pursue the victory, but the fierce attack just now has consumed all her physical strength. Being able to stand now is the best performance. Moreover, those Japanese samurai are already staring at her eagerly with their swords drawn.

    Ling secretly sighed and failed. If the skirt hadn't restrained her, she would have killed this Japanese woman with one last slash. Maybe time has its own destiny. Takashima today  Don't deserve to die.

    Takashima, who was sitting among the samurai, seemed to find it difficult to accept this outcome. The Japanese Empire was completely defeated tonight and lost all face. It was even more humiliating in front of the Chinese people. She had no chance to fight anymore.  However, looking at his subordinates, all of them had fear on their faces and all their momentum was gone. For an instant, Takadao's mood turned as depressing as ashes.

    As for the pair of beauties exposed to the public, she doesn't care. Anyway, there is no secret. There are not even a hundred but ninety men who have enjoyed this pair of beauties. I am a veteran

    Takashima slowly got up, without concealing the scenery on his chest, and was about to leave with his men looking defeated. Do you still have the dignity to stay in this place?

    "Go slowly, there is one more thing, that is, you must solemnly apologize to my wife before you can leave. Otherwise, I have the right to think that the matter between us is not settled yet." Tang Qiuli's clear voice rang in the hall.

    He is deliberately letting the Japanese lose their prestige and face tonight, and at the same time, he is also looking for excuses to further deal with these Japanese garbage.

    Gao Dao was shocked. This bloody-handed Qiu Li was too intimidating, but in the current situation, she had to lower her head. She bit her red lips tightly with her white teeth, and bowed to Xiao Ling: "Mrs. Qiu, I'm very sorry, my  My subordinates lack education and have caused many offenses. Please forgive me."

    When she bowed, her breasts were completely released. She had to admit that this Japanese woman's breasts were indeed very attractive, especially with this action, which was enough to arouse men's uncontrollable saliva-swallowing sounds in the hall.  With the sound of "Gulu", these men were all hooked and feasted their eyes on it.

    Ling's face turned crimson. As a member of the same sex, she was very embarrassed by Takashima's behavior and quickly expressed her acceptance in order to get rid of this embarrassing situation as soon as possible.

    Takashima and the Japanese walked away cleanly. Xiaoling's body suddenly swayed. Tang Qiuli's figure flashed and he was already at Xiaoling's side. He put his arms around her slender waist and held Xiaoling completely in his arms.  He knew that Xiaoling was losing her strength. It took a lot of perseverance to hold on and not fall. This shows how hard Xiaoling fought in this battle.

    He also saw that Xiaoling's originally rosy face had now turned pale, and the thick beads of sweat on her forehead kept seeping out. On her left arm, the white clothes were torn open by a knife blade, revealing the snow-white skin underneath.  .

    Tang Qiuli picked up Xiaoling. Xiaoling closed her eyes tiredly and happily, enjoying her lover's strong arms and listening to his heartbeat that was as loud as a drum. A warm feeling quietly crept into her tired heart.

    Thunderous applause sounded from all around, and the guests surrounded the two like heroes. Although Tang Qiuli's performance was eye-catching, Xiaoling's performance overshadowed everyone, and no one dared to look down upon them.  This seemingly weak and quiet girl.

    Ling sat there, taking a long time to recover. Tang Qiuli took care of her while dealing with the guests who came to congratulate her. Xiaoling took good care of herself. She didn't want to be a drag on Qiuli on such an occasion. Although her health was still  Waves of weakness.

    The hall has been cleaned up, and the corpses of Japanese garbage have been dragged away by the accomplices. The blood stains on the ground have been swept clean, and it is impossible to see the series of life-and-death struggles and bloody scenes just now.

    The cocktail party was not affected at all, but because a few flies were driven away, the scene became lively.

    However, the topics discussed by the Chinese and foreign guests who were lucky enough to witness the whole process tonight are inseparable from what happened just now, the Japanese's arrogance and disastrous defeat, Tang Qiuli's incredible stunts, and Xiaoling's graceful figure.  , the fierce and sharp sword skills are all topics that people talk about.

    Including their life experiences, origins, and even martial arts sects, it will arouse people's endless speculation. This pair of young people is destined to become a theme.

    According to reports, one year after Tang Qiuli and Xiaoling left Tianjin, there were still newspapers doing follow-up reports on them, and they topped the list of the top ten influential people in Tianjin in the 27th year of the Republic of China. Many newspapers, because of their continuous publication  The news about them, even though it was a fabrication, actually increased sales and supported many people who depended on newspapers.

    In particular, the story of the two of them abusing the Japanese was interpreted into many stories and was widely circulated on the streets and in the shops. Later, after the Anti-Japanese War broke out, many people still said that Mr. Qiu and Mrs. Qiu were  His disciples or subordinates attacked and assassinated Japanese and traitors everywhere, causing the Japanese authorities a huge headache.

    Tang Qiuli and Xiaoling naturally became the centerpieces of the reception. Not to mention the Chinese businessmen, those foreigners took the initiative to exchange business cards with Tang Qiuli and invited them to attend the reception held by the consulate. Tang Qiuli naturally  It was something I wished for, so I readily agreed.

    Only the German consul blinked his light blue eyes, glanced at Tang Qiuli from time to time, and muttered a few words to his dance partner. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he was the one Tang Qiuli wanted to make friends with most at the moment.  Barthel was about to go to his country to study. Without a strong person to recommend him, things would be a lot more troublesome. Moreover, he even found out the name of the consul, von Hoffmann.

    Tang Qiuli couldn't figure out what the German meant there, so he had to be patient and look for opportunities.

    The joy of the Chinese people present comes from the bottom of their hearts. No matter how utilitarian and practical their hearts are, anyone with a little bit of national self-respect will raise a glass to celebrate what happened tonight.?, of course, except for those hardcore traitors and those national scum who are ashamed of being Chinese and would like to exchange all the blood in their veins for foreigners.

    After entertaining a wave of guests who came to congratulate him, Tang Qiuli just took a breath and looked at Xiaoling. The two laughed silently. When they looked up, they saw a middle-aged man with a graceful manner wearing a navy suit.  Smiling, holding a wine glass, she walked towards him.

    To be continued

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