"Pooh!"
Zhao Junyan spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at them with a cold look.
"Why do you look down on women?"
Yue Qingqing reached out and threw the broom on the ground. It was really bad to use a broom in a fight.
"Brothers, I heard that this woman is the most powerful of our generation... We would like to feel what it feels like when a woman's pink fist hits our body."
As soon as this person finished speaking, he felt darkness in front of him, and then his face darkened again. In the blink of an eye, he felt his nose was sore, and then he fell to the ground, and he couldn't even open his eyes. opened.
Those fists hit him like raindrops, especially on his face, where he was punched twice.
When Yue Qingying stood up, he still looked a little arrogant, and his face was swollen into a pig's head.
"Why, are you comfortable with my little pink fist?"
Yue Qingqing raised his fist and asked again.
"Puch!"
Zhao Junyan, who was standing behind, couldn't help laughing.
Since his face was covered with wounds, smiling like this caused a burst of pain.
Yue Qingqing couldn't help but turn around and glanced sideways at him.
This kid, could you please not ruin the atmosphere at this time
At that moment, Yue Qingqing lowered his head again, looked at the person he had just beaten, and asked softly, "Are you comfortable?"
"uncomfortable!"
"Ah, it's uncomfortable. It's really a failure. Then why don't I beat you to make you more comfortable?"
At that moment, Yue Qingming stretched out his hand.
"Comfortable, comfortable, so comfortable!"
The man who was beaten shouted quickly.
The corners of Yue Qingqing's mouth curled up slightly, and then he stood up again.
"I'm telling you, I have the final say here. If you want to touch my people in the future...ask my fist first for permission!"
"Stiya, the boss instigated Garlic!"
Zhao Junyan has always been a crowd pleaser, and if he hadn't been beaten into a pig's head on his face, saying something like this at this time would have calmed down the scene.
But now his face was beaten into a pig's head, and he couldn't speak clearly.
Instigated garlic, your whole family is instigated garlic!
Yue Qingying turned around again and glanced sideways at Zhao Junyan, so he could stop talking.
Zhao Junyan was cheerful and stopped talking immediately.
The man who was beaten by Yue Qingqing was helped to stand up and staggered away.
"That woman just hit me, why didn't you help?"
As they walked, the man who was beaten questioned the people around him.
Since they were running faster than rabbits, Yue Qingying could no longer hear what they said.
"What on earth is it for!?"
Yue Qingqing asked Wang Ou on the side.
"Sijiang purple..."
"you shut up!"
Listening to Zhao Junyan's muttered words, Yue Qingqing had a headache.
Zhao Junyan quickly pursed his lips and stopped talking.
"Toshiko and I ate together in a restaurant. They fought with us for a seat. Because they had no reason, the restaurant manager didn't give them a seat. So when we finished eating and came out, they surrounded us... "
Wang Ou said, with some shame on his face.
"Wait until the winter vacation and practice hard!"
Yue Qingqing looked at their cowardice and didn't know what to say.