Prosperity for the rest of your life

Chapter 113 How dare you beat me up? !

Mu Anran's heart beat violently, and she asked with a hint of nervousness and fear in her voice: "Shi Jiguang—what's wrong with you?" After she finished speaking, she raised her eyes directly, but her face turned pale with fright at the scene in front of her. scored three points.

Shi Jiguang held her in his arms, tightly protecting her on his chest, and built a defensive wall for her.And a thick stick fell on his raised left hand, and the person holding the stick was one of the five gangsters who had just been beaten down by Shi Jiguang.

Shi Jiguang's complexion became unusually pale, his brows and eyes were slightly frowned, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Time Jiguang——!"

Mu Anran let out a low growl, with raging anger bursting out of his eyes, then he pushed away the gangster holding the stick, put down the shoulder bag on his shoulder, raised his hands, and slammed the gangster fiercely.While smashing it, he shouted angrily: "Bully my male god! You bully my male god! You slapped him in the face and dare to sneak attack! If my male god becomes disabled, I will tear you apart! Bastard!!"

Sometimes girls are not necessarily inferior to boys when they get angry and fight.Seeing that Shi Jiguang was injured, Mu Anran's whole body was ablaze with anger and anger, and with all his strength, the offensive was swift and fierce, and he mercilessly smashed at the opponent.

The gangster groaned after being hit by Mu Anran, and ran away covering his head.

When Shi Jiguang looked at Mu Anran who was beating someone angrily for the first time in front of his eyes, the pain in his left hand miraculously became a little numb, diluting the original piercing pain.The slightly frowning brows and eyes were released little by little, and the corners of the mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Why did he not only not feel rude and shrewd when he saw Mu Anran who was beating people like crazy, but felt very frank and moved?

The more Mu Anran smashed, the more angry he became, regardless of the three sevens and twenty-ones, he struck fiercely and slammed down on the heads of the gangsters.

"Let you hit my male god!"

"Let you beat my male god in the face!!"

"Damn, do you think girls are easy to bully!!"

"You scum and scum! Hit my god! Jealous of my god looking better than you!!"

"If you have the ability to fight my male god in an open and fair manner! What kind of ability is it to sneak attack with a stick! Despicable!"

"If you can't beat my male god, you will attack one of my girls. Where's your face? Ah? Where's your face? Do you want it?!"

"Do you know how to write the word shame? A capital scum! You scum! Social scum!!"

The hooligans didn't get any cheap, and Mu Anran was yelling and smashing like crazy, the voice was so loud that people who passed by the alley turned their heads to see what happened, fearing that the incident would lead to the police, The hooligans glared at Mu Anran and Shi Jiguang viciously, left behind a sentence of "you wait" and supported each other to leave.

Mu Anran heaved a sigh of relief watching the gangsters leave, panting on the spot for a few seconds, then immediately turned around and went straight to the injured Shi Jiguang.

Mu Anran came to Shi Jiguang's side, supported Shi Jiguang's injured left hand, and scolded in a low voice with distress in his eyes: "You are stupid! How can you block such a thick stick?!"

Shi Jiguang's deep eyes looked at the girl in front of him whose hair was disheveled because she just hit someone in anger, her pure and pure face was flushed after hard work, making her even more charming in front of her.There was a slight ailment in Shi Jiguang's heart, his mind was a little out of order, and he blurted out a sentence: "If I don't block it, it will be your head."

"." Mu Anran froze for a moment, raised his eyes and pursed his lips to look at Shi Jiguang, with an unnatural tension in his voice: "Shi Jiguang—are you so nice to every girl? Are you so nice to every girl? Does every girl take such good care of her?"

In such a dangerous situation, he is willing to trade his hands for the safety of others.If the stick hits harder, or hits his head, what will happen?Has he thought about it?
　Ms. Mu waved her small fist: My little angels, I heard that you don't give a ticket to a certain Xi, huh? ? ?

　　Mouxi: That's right, that's right, I don't ask for votes if I digress, they won't give it to me, and they still want to rob our house...

　　Miss Mu gritted her teeth: Who dares to hit my male god idea? !
　　The little angels pointed at a certain woman in the corner: it's her, it's her, it's her!A certain Xi said that whoever gives the ticket will give it to the male god of time! !

　　Ms. Mu sharpened her sword and rushed towards a certain Xi...

　　
　
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