Girl, you are being calculated!

Mo Xuan was beaming with joy, opened her posture, and kicked the first younger brother who rushed up with a roundabout kick. With her tight waist and straight long legs, those excited younger brothers were almost spitting nosebleeds. , screaming strangely, swarming up desperately.

The more Mo Xuan fought, the more excited she became. The people around her were afraid of being caught in a catastrophe, so they had already avoided it. On the huge dance floor, there was only a young girl flying like a butterfly among the flowers, punching Kicking the legs, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, kicking those screaming little brothers out one by one.

Those street gangsters who hang out in the streets and alleys all year round are also a bit ruthless. They get up again after being kicked away, and rush forward again desperately screaming.

Although there is a knife hanging on the head of Sezi, even if the peony is scared to death, it is also romantic to be a ghost.

Mo Xuan's forehead was covered with thin sweat, and her whole figure was like a dewy rose, exuding a fatal allure.

As long as you think of capturing Mo Xuan, you can strip her clothes and put her under your body, those ruffians are as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. One batch after another was beaten to the ground, and batch after batch got up and rushed up .

At the beginning, Mo Xuan was very interested, she was the one who was most afraid of chaos in the world, it was rare to have fun to join in, it was something she wished for, but it got annoying to her.

Even delicacies from mountains and seas will always be annoying, right?

She always kicked the sandbags back and forth a few times, but she couldn't do any new tricks. She was bored and wanted to go out to get some air, but those punks pestered her and refused to let her go.

She was annoyed, and started a little harder.

Just when she was annoyed that these guys couldn't get rid of like a dog's skin plaster, the door of the bar opened, and several tall and straight teenagers came in. When the first teenager saw what was going on on the dance floor, he frowned first, and then pushed aside. The crowd of onlookers jumped into the dance floor, punched three times and kicked two times casually, and those hooligans lay on the ground and howled and couldn't get up.

Mo Xuan immediately became star-eyed!

Wow!

very handsome!

Handsome with sculpted eyes, straight nose bridge, thin cherry red lips, perfect as carved from jade.

Most importantly, he is not an embroidered pillow!

Every move is as fast as lightning, and it looks like everyone's demeanor. She, Mo Xuan, is already very strong, and he is definitely n times stronger than her!

He didn't look at her, he glanced coldly at the punks on the ground, and waved at the boys who came with him, those boys came over leisurely, pulled their hands behind their backs, and when they brought them back to their eyes, there were already too many in their hands Several pairs of shining handcuffs.

One of the teenagers handcuffed Lu Xintian and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Lu Xintian! This time, please ask our boss to arrest you personally! Our boss usually doesn't care about these trivial matters, today is the count Lucky you."

Lu Xintian's face was ashen, and his nose was almost crooked.

Whoever wants this kind of shit luck wants it, is he so rare?

The little bastards were pushed out by those teenagers, and the teenager they called "Boss" was also leaving. Mo Xuan jumped over to block his way, looked at him staringly, holding his heart like a nympho, " Handsome guy! You are so handsome! Sign me up!"

The young man looked at her indifferently and didn't speak, but in his obsidian-like eyes, there were two words "boring" written clearly!

There was no warmth in his eyes, and he wanted to go around Mo Xuan, how could Mo Xuan easily let go of what he decided?