Madam, hold your little vest

Chapter 38 Cold-Blooded Josu
"It's just a game, and I need to use dirty means to win. If I want to win, I can win. Is there a problem?"

"Miss Qiao, are you fully confident in your skills? Or are you too conceited and arrogant, forgetting your true strength, and only provoking words here?"

Qiao Su looked at the female reporter in front of her and smiled slightly, "Come here!"

A figure appeared in the dark, all black, expressionless, kneeling on one knee, facing Qiao Su respectfully.

"Master." He said coldly, and his black clothes became more and more obvious in the crowd.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, the red moles at the corners of her eyes became more and more attractive, her red lips were like fire, but she said a word coldly, "Cut her tongue, if you don't know how to speak, don't say it."

"Yes." A black shadow flashed past, and before everyone could react, it returned to the original place.

"Ah!!!" There was a scream, sharp and ear-piercing, it was the female reporter, her mouth was continuously overflowing with blood, gushing out with her movements, excruciating pain.

The audience was silent and silent.

Qiao Su waved back slightly, "Go down!" She walked up to the female reporter again, held her chin, and looked recklessly, "Has anyone told you that I have a bad temper? Who told you?" Do you have the guts to challenge me?"

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whom her body was trembling, and her blood had already stained her white shirt, which looked coquettish and thrilling.

She kept shaking her head, as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't.Tears flowed desperately from the sockets, like a horrifying female ghost.

The people next to him saw the scene of cutting their tongues before, and they were all petrified at this moment.

Some people couldn't help vomiting, and some people were scared and screamed.

What's more, they all couldn't help thinking, who was the person who cut his tongue just now?
No matter how strong the fighters in their family are, they might not be able to match the speed of that person. It seems that they have to weigh the status and power behind Qiao Su.

Qiao Su looked at the female reporter, "Are you trying to tell me who made you provoke me?"

As soon as Qiao Su said this, Xia Ou who was standing next to him subconsciously shook, and then he pretended to be calm.

It's okay, Qiao Su won't know who it is, won't know who it is.

After hearing Qiao Su's words, the female reporter nodded subconsciously, a glint of hope appeared in her eyes, and a flash of light appeared in those originally resentful eyes.

Qiao Su looked into her eyes and sneered disdainfully, "There is really nothing I can't find so far that I want to know."

After finishing speaking, she put down her dragging chin, and said cold and biting words in a casual tone, "What use do I need you?"

She took out a clean white tissue from her pocket, and slowly wiped off the blood on her hands, making her slender fingers even more white as jade.

The female reporter sitting on the ground kept shaking her head, her eyes full of despair and emptiness.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." No, I can tell you who is behind the scenes, can you let me go?Please let me go!

She wanted to speak, but the voice she made was incomprehensible to others. She still had family members to support and debts to pay, and she didn't want to die yet.

She regretted that she shouldn't slander others because of her greed.

The female reporter fell to the ground weakly, with regret in her eyes. She thought of the past, when her parents who loved her always made buns for her, and her younger brother always gave her all good things.

At that time, how happy!

(End of this chapter)