Sir, you are too sweet

Chapter 660 Jiang Ye lives in Waterloo

But only Jiang Ye knew that the situation was not optimistic. The physical fitness of these dozen bodyguards was not ordinary.

Even if she is powerful, it will be very difficult to consume like this.

"Tsk" Jiang Ye clicked his tongue in displeasure, watching the bodyguard rushing forward with a neat flying kick, kicking him aside.

But the man gritted his teeth as if he couldn't feel the pain, and immediately stood up and continued to join the battlefield.

And Shu Yu couldn't handle it, and was punched several times.

An Xiaoyuan huddled in the innermost position, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, she was terrified.

An Zhiming, who was sitting across from him, rubbed his sore nose, then let out a cold, disdainful voice.

It's still too young to fight with him.

Calmly lit another cigarette, watching the chaotic scene with great interest.

The box is big enough, so I don't worry about being affected at all.

The few people who followed him smiled and flattered.

"A group of children, how can they fight our Young Master An?"

An Zhiming liked to hear these words, chuckled a few times, and looked at the extraordinary Jiang Ye in the crowd, a flash of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Don't smear my face."

It would be a pity to lose such a pretty face.

The fight lasted nearly ten minutes.

Jiang Ye leaned against the wall, gasping for breath non-stop. There were many bruises on her delicate arms, but her small face was clean except for some paleness.

She looked at the group of bodyguards who could still fight, and bit her lip lightly.

It's really endless!

Shu Yu on the side was in much worse condition than her, his cheeks were slightly swollen, and bloodshot eyes were still hanging from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had been beaten badly.

Not long after, the two were restrained by the bodyguards with their arms crossed.

Although the bodyguards also had color on their faces, they didn't seem to affect them at all.

An Zhiming stood up from the sofa in a good mood, and walked in front of Jiang Ye, with a chilling smile on his face.

"The little girl's way is quite wild."

As he spoke, he stretched out his slender hand to pinch Jiang Ye's chin.

Jiang Ye hadn't experienced such a Waterloo for a long time, and she frowned tightly, suppressing her anger.

She had no strength and couldn't struggle.

An Zhiming saw her little expression in his eyes, he was inexplicably excited, and squeezed her chin even harder with his hands.

Then he let go, rubbing her face with his fingertips.

This annoying feeling stimulated Jiang Ye, her eyes turned cold, and she raised her foot to kick An Zhiming with all her strength.

But unexpectedly, An Zhiming hid him.

"Tsk, I don't even have the strength yet."

He smiled jokingly, and waved to several people watching the show while speaking.

"Bring me something."

Those people got the order and quickly took out a small bottle of liquid from the small box they carried.

These rich kids came out to play, how could they have nothing on them.

Especially An Zhiming who loves to play and is famous.

Finally, a man handed the things to An Zhiming.

Seeing this scene, Shu Yu immediately realized that something was wrong, and struggled desperately.

"Stop it, Master!"

An Zhiming raised his eyes and gave the bodyguard who controlled Shu Yu a wink.

The bodyguard understood, and covered Shu Yu's mouth with his broad hand.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Shu Yu's tone was cursing, struggling hard, but to no avail.

"Little girl, do you know what this is?"

An Zhiming shook the small bottle in front of Jiang Ye, and there was an uncontrollable desire in his eyes.

Jiang Ye rolled his eyes coldly.

She has probably guessed it with experience.

(End of this chapter)