"Stop it, stop it!" Jiang Yuzhe shouted angrily when he saw several of his followers lost their combat power so easily and were beaten all over the floor, crying and howling.
"Mr. Jiang, have you forgotten who we are? We are dudes. We don't need a reason to beat people. How can we just stop and stop!" Mu Hanyan said with a smile on his face, and kicked Jiang Yuzhe with a punch .
"Looking for death!" Since Jiang Yuzhe knew Mu Hanyan's name as a dandy, of course he knew his name as an idiot. Seeing that he dared to attack him, he cursed secretly and punched him in the face.
But just after making a move, Huayue and Zirong attacked from left to right. Those little fish and shrimps just now were too weak, they were still full of ideas, and they were just waiting to find the right owner.
Jiang Yuzhe wanted to teach Mu Hanyan a lesson on purpose, so he naturally refused to stop because of the two of them. He circulated energy to protect his whole body, and continued to attack Mu Hanyan relentlessly.
Although he had reminded himself before, but when he raised his hand, Young Master Jiang forgot something.
It wasn't until the chrysanthemum tightened that he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Mu Hanyan's two dog legs were not ordinary despicable, ordinary vicious.
Seeing that Mu Hanyan's fist was in front of him, Mr. Jiang didn't have time to stop. He squeezed his hips and tried his best to protect his vitals. Then, full of anger and hatred, he stretched his arms towards Mu Hanyan's fist. Right blasted out.
A mere worthless dude actually dares to attack me, and even dares to condone his subordinates to use such shameless tricks on me. I want to break your fist and regret it for the rest of your life. Mr. Jiang thought viciously.
"Oh..." Mr. Jiang's wish came to nothing.
The two fists clashed, and Mu Hanyan's fist bones were not broken into pieces as he imagined, but he himself was blown away by a tyrannical force.
"Sixth level swordsman, the pinnacle of the sixth level!" Mr. Jiang never dreamed that this rumored ruined Mu Dawan was actually a master of the sixth level of swordsman, much stronger than him .
However, his scream like killing a pig was not because he was injured by Mu Hanyan's punch.
He was just going head-to-head, and was shaken away by the stronger Mu Hanyan, and he was not injured. But the problem is, without the strength to protect himself, that despicable kick from the back will show its full power.
"Aw... Aw..." Mr. Jiang fell to the ground, clutching his chrysanthemum and rolling all over the floor, screaming in pain.
"It's too despicable, it's too insidious." Mu Hanyan said with a sigh as he looked at his appearance.
"It's not me this time." Zirong spread her hands with an innocent look on her face.
Mu Hanyan looked at Huayue in surprise.
"I didn't mean it, really." Huayue's face was innocent and serious.
The corner of Mu Hanyan's mouth twitched, alas, it really is that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black, the honest Huayue has learned badly from her appearance. What a good person before, and now he has become like this. After becoming so bad, can I still find a wife in the future? That bitch Zirong already has a fiancée, but Huayue doesn't have one yet. Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan was really full of sympathy for Huayue.
She had forgotten that there was actually another person who deserved more sympathy.
At sunset and dusk, the cold wind is blowing, but there are chrysanthemums all over the ground...
Jiang Yuzhe's chrysanthemum is not ordinary sadness.