第七百二十八章到底是谁干的？(1/8)

还怎么打？连续地踹翻了几个青帮弟子，席风终于是没有扛住，让人一刀给捅进了身子。
                                                                                                                                                                疼，这是他的第一感觉。
                                                                                                                                                                不相信，这是他的第二感觉。
                                                                                                                                                                他可是江南席家的二少爷啊，怎么就这样惨死在这种地方了？血水，顺着席风的嘴角流淌了下来，他睁大眼珠子，一把抓住了那个青帮弟子，跟疯了一样，叫道：“你……你怎么可以伤我，你怎么可以伤我……”
                                                                                                                                                                “席风。”
                                                                                                                                                                狂人纵身扑了上来，一刀劈向了那个青帮弟子。
                                                                                                                                                                突然，一道身影过来，一脚将那个青帮弟子给踹飞了。然后，他一把扶住了席风，伸手在他的小腹穴位上，戳了几下，低喝道：“席风，你怎么样啊？”
                                                                                                                                                                这人，正是贾思邈。
                                                                                                                                                                狂人很是恼火，挥刀要向周围的几个青帮弟子扑上去。
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈大喝道：“狂人，不要乱冲，你们赶紧都过来，围在我周围，我来抢救席风。”
                                                                                                                                                                
                         

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