Super Perfect Love Handbook

Chapter 320 is nothing more than that

The club manager saw that this person was obviously here to make trouble, so he hurriedly took out his phone and wanted to call security to come up.

The man who came with Moustache walked over and put his hand on the manager's shoulder, and took the phone away with a clever move.

At the same time, he patted the manager on the shoulder and said, "Your, you'd better be honest."

Looking at the people around him who were beaten to the ground and unable to move, Moustache's sense of self-confidence was overwhelming. He looked around arrogantly and said, "Who else wants to come up?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, looking at Mustache with resentment in their eyes, but no one dared to go up.

Xia An'an just wanted to go there, but saw the guarding man move, rubbed the back of his head, got up from the ground with some difficulty, and stopped in his tracks.

When the mustache saw that the guard man could still stand up, he immediately attacked with a grinning grin.

This time the man was on guard and did not let the mustache succeed.

The two fought back and forth for several more rounds. This time the man did not hold back, but used all his strength to attack each other.

The mustache was hit by the ring guard's nose with two streaks of blood red.

"Okay, kill him! Come on!"

"Kill him and let him taste the power of our Chinese!"

Seeing that the guarding man was still able to fight, the surrounding people dragged back the comrades who had just been beaten to the ground, and cheered for the guarding man together.

Xia An'an pursed her lips and stood at the door watching without any sense of presence.

She wants to see how despicable and shameless these islanders can be.

The guarding man swung a straight uppercut, grabbed his wrist and smashed his elbow, and raised his knee to the hollow of Mustache's knee. Mustache couldn't stand still and knelt on one leg.

When the guarding man wanted to hit the opponent, his arms were restrained from behind, and he couldn't move forward.

It was Mustache's friend who hugged the guarding man from behind, making him unable to move for the time being, and buying Mustache a chance to breathe.

Xiao Huzi seized this opportunity to get up quickly, wiped the blood under his nose, and quickly hit several vital points of the guarding man, until he was unable to fight back before he stopped.

Only then did the friend with the mustache let go of the guarding man, allowing him to fall to the ground.

The dissatisfied and blamed voices of the masses arose again.

"Your ones, anyone else, want to come?" Mustache stepped on the ring guard man with one foot, glanced at the audience with gloomy eyes, and the voices of those discussions gradually fell silent again.

Mustache and his friend looked at each other and laughed again.

"The Chinese are nothing more than that."

Xia An'an couldn't stand it anymore, pushed open the door, and with a strong aura, walked a few steps from the door to the midfield, "I'm coming!"

Mustache saw Xia An'an, and looked up and down Xia An'an, what use could a thin little girl be?

He smiled sinisterly and said, "Pretty girl, accompany us to the room to play, I will let them go."

The man guarding the ring said to Xia An'an in a weak voice, "Girl, don't worry about this, I'm not as skilled as others, you should leave quickly...cough cough..."

The mustache saw that the guarding man still had the strength to speak, so he snorted, and put more effort into his feet.

Xia An'an's eyes turned cold, and his tone was like a thousand years of ice, "Get your legs off him."

The mustache was pierced by the sharp gaze, his heart trembled, and he subconsciously withdrew his feet.

Xia An'an said to the people around him without looking sideways, "Come and help this uncle down."

(End of this chapter)