My wife is so sweet

Chapter 117 is a gang
"That's right, she and I are indeed enemies, so she sent me to your husband's bed." Lian Jing cried: "I'm still so young, who wants to be with your fat-headed husband."

"How dare you scold my husband?" The woman raised her hand high and wanted to beat her up again.

Yang Chuyue kept shrinking back, trying to slip away quietly.

"I said, did you get the point wrong? If she hadn't sent me to your husband's bed, would such a thing have happened?" Lian Jing pointed at Yang Chuyue and said.

"It's obvious that you are going to climb the bed, but you actually said that I sent it up. This is ridiculous." When the woman looked over again, Yang Chuyue immediately stood up straight.

"To be honest, if I really send you off, I will send you directly to the Hall of Yama, not a man's bed!"

"You are so arrogant." The woman let go of Lian Jing: "I want to see, what are your abilities?"

"I have no grievances with you in recent days and have no enmity in the past, there is no need for this." Yang Chuyue laughed.

"You are with her." The woman pointed at Lian Jing.

Come on, it's all in vain.

Yang Chuyue stuffed the bag to Fatty: "Wait for me in the car."

"Be careful yourself." Fatty turned around and ran away.

He believed in Yang Chuyue's skill, staying here by himself would only add to her confusion.

Yang Chuyue stood there quietly, the wind lifted her hair, she was tall and tall, like a goddess jumping out of a painting, she was too beautiful.

The people around Lian Jing leaned towards her.

Before he got close, he was knocked down by an oncoming chair.

After knocking down the group of people in front, Yang Chuyue turned around and ran away.

She is powerful, but two fists are no match for four hands.

With so many people on the other side, it's no wonder she didn't run away.

"Hurry up, don't let her run away." The woman shouted.

Yang Chuyue went to the corner and hid. When the other party came running, she stretched out her foot, tripped the other party, and stepped on the man's back at the same time.

"Ah." The man yelled in pain.

The one behind had already caught up, and was about to run when another person ran up from the opposite side.

There is no way to retreat.

Yang Chuyue faced the enemy head-on, and she struck out first, punching the person in front of her.

The man was backed by her blow, and she was about to punch again when the fist of the person behind him had already come.

She can only avoid it.

At this time, the person who had been punched by her before also attacked her.

Something reflective caught her eyes, Yang Chuyue narrowed her eyes, and at the same time raised her hand, subconsciously blocking the opponent's blow.

There was pain in the arm, and at the same time, the smell of blood entered the nose.

"You're courting death." Looking at her injured arm, Yang Chuyue's eyes became fierce.

She held the man's wrist with her backhand, and at the same time raised her leg, hitting the man's abdomen hard.

"Ah."

The man felt the pain and let go of the dagger.

The dagger fell to the ground, and before Yang Chuyue could pick it up, she was punched in the back.

The man just hit the place where she was injured before, and Yang Chuyue's face turned pale in an instant.

Her movements froze for a moment because of the pain.

Just for a moment, the man picked up the dagger on the ground and stabbed at her.

Yang Chuyue stepped back, turned sideways, and the dagger landed on her arm again.

Blood soon stained half of her body red.

"Hey, it's so lively, what happened?" Zou Shen, who was passing by, asked curiously.

His sudden appearance stopped the fight.

His clear eyes swept over inadvertently, and when he saw Yang Chuyue, he couldn't smile anymore.

(End of this chapter)