Super Perfect Love Handbook

Female god of war

When the people in the fight heard the gunshots, they immediately stopped their movements and turned their heads in unison to look in the direction of the gunshots.

I saw a girl wearing a tutu skirt with gold thread trimmed in ancient Europe. The breeze blew by, gently blowing her soft and smooth hair. The tight long sleeves were attached to her arms, and she was holding a bag in one hand. Hold the black gun high above your head.

The sun shone vertically on her body, and the golden halo reflected from the golden thread seemed to coat her with a layer of gold.

Like a noble and inviolable goddess of war.

Many people at the scene were stunned. They had never seen a girl who could be so heroic and heroic in such a tutu skirt.

However, there are always a few people who can quickly recover, such as the few people who provoked trouble.

"What are you doing?" One of the troublemakers came out with a look of displeasure at being interrupted.

"The two of you are the first to start a fight?" Xia An'an asked back.

"Hmph, it's none of your business." Another provocative man said.

Xia Anan looked indifferent, "It's none of my business, but if you guys fight on our class site, it's none of our business. I'll give you two options: [-]. Return all the tables and chairs that you hit. Stay in place, then leave. Second, lose money, and then go to the side to find a place to continue fighting."

The man who provoked the trouble immediately yelled, "Why do you only let us help the table and chairs or lose money? There are so many people, why don't you find them?"

The group of people in the back suddenly wanted to hit someone again, because they didn't want to lose money. The man's statement like this was undoubtedly trying to drag them all into trouble.

Xia An'an said without even blinking, "Because you are the leaders."

"Yes, yes, it is they who lead the way, and I will be affected. You must not let these two people go."

"You should let them lose money and help the tables and chairs. I can help you supervise!"

"I can also help supervise!"

"If they don't want to, we can help fight until they do."

In order to get rid of the blame, everyone joined the ranks of supervisors one after another.

The faces of the two men who provoked the trouble suddenly became extremely ugly. Before they got Xia An'an involved, they were supervised.

How can this matter? ? ?
Ma Dan! ! !

Xia An'an looked at the two faces with bruises and swollen faces that were different from others, and sneered coldly, this is not enough.

If you want to do something, you must at least be realistic.

The man drinking coffee in the distance saw the situation and almost lost control and smashed the coffee cup in his hand.

These two idiots did more than fail.

In the end, in order not to be beaten, the two provocative men had no choice but to resign themselves to their fate and began to move the tables and chairs back to their original positions.

Some embarrassing supervisors also helped to help a few tables and chairs, and picked up the cards on the ground.

The students in class F also started to clean up. Although these two people were asked to clean up, but when they finished cleaning up, it would be a long time ago?

They still have to keep doing business.

Xia Anan threw the gun to the stabbed man and asked him to return it, and asked why he didn't see Wang Yao.

Generally speaking, Wang Yao should be the first to come to solve this kind of matter, after all, in their hearts, the female boss is still Wang Yao.

The thorn-headed man told Xia An'an what Wang Yao said before going to XX classroom.

Xia Anan frowned and didn't speak, but felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't tell what was wrong.

(End of this chapter)