Quick wear the host is the person I can't afford to offend

Chapter 209 Mom Strategy Plan 41
The shadows of the trees swayed and the wind howled.

In a familiar place, one foot was placed in front of Lu Yanxue, "Sister, is this your boyfriend this morning?"

It was still the familiar group of people, they didn't intend to let her go.

"Sister, why don't you talk? Didn't you hold your boyfriend's hand very tightly in the morning? Why do you feel shy when you are in front of your brother?" The yellow-haired gangster went to grab Lu Yanxue's hand.

Lu Yanxue hid a little slower, the skin touched by the yellow-haired gangster made her feel sick from the bottom of her heart.

"What the fuck is your expression! It's your luck that I touch you!" The disgust in Lu Yanxue's eyes aroused the yellow-haired bastard, and she stretched out her hand to grab Lu Yanxue's hand.

She thinks he's disgusting?Stinky bitch!
"You fucking want to die, don't you!" A figure rushed out from the darkness, riding on the yellow-haired bastard, and punched him deadly.

"Mo Nannan" saw the person coming, Lu Yanxue's eyes were full.

Boys will go all out for the girl they like.

"Hold him down for me!"

The yellow-haired bastard had quite a few minions, and at this moment he reacted and pulled Mo Nan off the body of their boss.

"Stinky boy." The yellow-haired bastard spat blood on the ground, the wound on his face hurting.

"Hit me to death!"

I still want to be a hero to save the beauty, and I don't care how much I am.

Mo Nan was punched in the stomach and grunted in pain.

"Mo Nannan!" Lu Yanxue grabbed Xiao Luo's hand, preventing him from punching.

Girls will also be brave for boys.

"Don't worry about Xuexue." Mo Nan stared at the yellow-haired bastard fiercely, as if he wanted to carve the appearance of the enemy into his bones.

"Never mind! Never mind!"

The yellow-haired gangster smiled and punched, one sentence at a time.

"Dog thing!" From nowhere, a thing like a small spinning top popped out, spinning around, punching one by one.

Damn, let's talk about why Xuexue is so wrong today, it turns out that this dog messed it up.

Separated from Lu Yanxue, the more Ning Xuan thought about it, the more something went wrong. Yesterday Xuexue went back with her schoolbag on her back.
Ask Xiaolong to check the situation here, and come here in a hurry.

"You're the one who scared my sisters, right?" Ning Xuan kicked the yellow-haired bastard on the ground, stomping on his heart, his eyes were ruthless.

No one can bully her.

Press your toes hard.

"Fuck." The yellow-haired gangster's body has been hollowed out long ago, and he has relied on his subordinates all these years.

The yellow-haired gangster's subordinates have been restrained by Fu Sheng, and they are not his opponents at all.

"You stinky bitch!" The yellow-haired bastard fumbled in his trouser pocket, and took out a switchblade.

People have already lost their minds, wielding short knives.

Ning Xuan didn't notice for a while, and was cut by a short knife, and a bloodstain was cut on the delicate skin of his hand.

Blood gurgled out.

"Fuck." Fu Sheng's eyes were already crimson from the girl's blood gushing out.

Anger welled up in the man's eyes.

This man has always been gentle and gentle.It was the first time I heard a man swearing.

how to say?The contrast is quite large.

The yellow-haired gangster was kicked straight and fell to the ground hard, kicking up a layer of yellow sand.

Getting up from the ground, he swung his knife forward.

She raised her eyes and happened to meet the man's cold eyes, and her heart tightened suddenly.

There was a sharp pain in the wrist, and the hand holding the knife had been broken by the man, and it was drooping weakly at this moment.

The dagger fell to the ground with a "bang-dang" sound.

"Ah!" the yellow-haired gangster folded his hands and howled in pain, but the man had no intention of letting him go.

The man stepped him on the ground and kept punching him.

The fist hit the bone, and the pain pierced the heart.

"That Fu Sheng," Ning Xuan said weakly.

Fu Sheng turned his head, the scarlet in his eyes hadn't dissipated.

"Help me, I'm a bit dizzy with blood." Ning Xuan was dizzy with blood, the most dizzy with his own blood, and it was difficult to breathe after a big wound, let alone such a deep wound.

(End of this chapter)