This time around, there was blood .
Those people who were looking for trouble didn't have time to block Fu Jiu's attack .
She kicked one of the gangsters who was kneeling on the floor . Her moves were both fast and ruthless, and her eyes were freezing cold . She was still kicking that one person, and she didn't have the slightest intention of stopping .
Nobody had expected the young man to be this vicious .
Junko's face turned pale when she saw this .
She said to the people around her, "What are you doing? Hurry up and fight back!"
Those gangsters responded by swooping towards Fu Jiu .
But before they could reach the young man, a gust of strong wind swept over their faces!
It was Qin Mo . He grabbed a wine bottle from the wooden table with his right hand, and he smashed it onto a person's head!
His moves were even scarier than Fu Jiu's .
There was blood on his fingers, but that didn't affect his composure .
His abdominal muscles were perfectly outlined . After his swinging motion using the bottle in his hand came rounds of cheers and shout-outs from the crowd .
If someone could look overly beautiful while he was fighting . . .
Then he was indeed a handsome one .
And Qin Mo was someone like that .
His long and slim body, along with his deep eyes and calm face, could freeze the depths of his enemies' hearts .
"Idiot!"
A gangster cursed!
Junko didn't know who she had provoked this time . How come they are so tough to deal with!
Aren't Chinese people all weak like soft-legged shrimps?
Aren't Chinese people all weak like soft-legged shrimps?
Those gangsters felt that the world was spinning and turning dark because of the severe pain their bodies were under .
However, the man's attention wasn't completely focused on them .
Because he cared more about that silver-haired youngster than he did about them .
And only then did those people also realize that the young man hadn't stopped for a second ever since the beginning of the brawl .
Does he want to kill Kumamoto by kicking him nonstop?
That Kumamoto was a big guy, and he had never had his a** kicked in such a manner before .
He couldn't fight back, so he covered his head with his hands, but he couldn't stop the pain from coming his way .
Fu Jiu was too fierce and vicious with the strength of her kicks .
F*ck!
His back was already injured for sure!
His back was already injured for sure!
"Stop! Stop!"
Kumamoto was begging her to stop kicking him .
Fu Jiu curled her lips up unto a smile and kicked him again with a bang!
Then she handsomely bent over as she picked Kumamoto up, and then she threw a punch right at him!
"You're asking me to stop? Are you dreaming?"
Fu Jiu admitted that she had lost control of herself .
Because she had never thought that the Almighty would be hurt by anyone . Furthermore, she hadn't known how she would react once he did get hurt, but now she knew .
Not to mention that he was injured trying to protect her .
And she couldn't take that .
"Which hand were you using just now?"
Fu Jiu looked at the man who was writhing on the floor . Her eyes were moving, and like a demon from a manga, she questioned him in a low voice like nobody was around, "Is it this one?"
"Which hand were you using just now?"
Fu Jiu looked at the man who was writhing on the floor . Her eyes were moving, and like a demon from a manga, she questioned him in a low voice like nobody was around, "Is it this one?"
As she was talking, she directed her gaze towards Kumamoto's right hand . "Or this one?"
"Oh, yeah . I should just break your back because you attacked my big brother on his back, right?"
When Fu Jiu said that, her whole body was screaming, "I'll kill you . "
And she wasn't kidding about it . . .
Her killing intent was real .
At that moment, Kumamoto thought that he was going to die for sure!
Fu Jiu lifted her long leg again with a smile on her face .
But at that moment, she was stopped by an arm reaching towards her .
She was pulled back, and her eyes were gently covered by someone's hand . In the next second, she was completely surrounded by a cool embrace . . .
This time around, there was blood . Those people who were looking for trouble didnt have time to block Fu Jius attack . She kicked one of the gangsters who was kneeling on the floor . Her moves were both fast and ruthless, and her eyes were freezing cold . She was still kicking that one person, and she didnt have the slightest intention of stopping . Nobody had expected the young man to be this vicious . Junkos face turned pale when she saw this . She said to the people around her, What are you doing? Hurry up and fight back! Those gangsters responded by swooping towards Fu Jiu . But before they could reach the young man, a gust of strong wind swept over their faces! It was Qin Mo . He grabbed a wine bottle from the wooden table with his right hand, and he smashed it onto a persons head! His moves were even scarier than Fu Jius . There was blood on his fingers, but that didnt affect his composure . His abdominal muscles were perfectly outlined . After his swinging motion using the bottle in his hand came rounds of cheers and shout-outs from the crowd . If someone could look overly beautiful while he was fighting . Then he was indeed a handsome one . And Qin Mo was someone like that . His long and slim body, along with his deep eyes and calm face, could freeze the depths of his enemies hearts . Idiot! A gangster cursed! Junko didnt know who she had provoked this time . How come they are so tough to deal with! Arent Chinese people all weak like soft-legged shrimps? Those gangsters felt that the world was spinning and turning dark because of the severe pain their bodies were under . However, the mans attention wasnt completely focused on them . Because he cared more about that silver-haired youngster than he did about them . And only then did those people also realize that the young man hadnt stopped for a second ever since the beginning of the brawl . Does he want to kill Kumamoto by kicking him nonstop? That Kumamoto was a big guy, and he had never had his a** kicked in such a manner before . He couldnt fight back, so he covered his head with his hands, but he couldnt stop the pain from coming his way . Fu Jiu was too fierce and vicious with the strength of her kicks . F*ck! His back was already injured for sure! Stop! Stop! Kumamoto was begging her to stop kicking him . Fu Jiu curled her lips up unto a smile and kicked him again with a bang! Then she handsomely bent over as she picked Kumamoto up, and then she threw a punch right at him! Youre asking me to stop? Are you dreaming? Fu Jiu admitted that she had lost control of herself . Because she had never thought that the Almighty would be hurt by anyone . Furthermore, she hadnt known how she would react once he did get hurt, but now she knew . Not to mention that he was injured trying to protect her . And she couldnt take that . Which hand were you using just now? Fu Jiu looked at the man who was writhing on the floor . Her eyes were moving, and like a demon from a manga, she questioned him in a low voice like nobody was around, Is it this one? As she was talking, she directed her gaze towards Kumamotos right hand . Or this one? Oh, yeah . I should just break your back because you attacked my big brother on his back, right? When Fu Jiu said that, her whole body was screaming, Ill kill you . And she wasnt kidding about it . Her killing intent was real . At that moment, Kumamoto thought that he was going to die for sure! Fu Jiu lifted her long leg again with a smile on her face . But at that moment, she was stopped by an arm reaching towards her . She was pulled back, and her eyes were gently covered by someones hand . In the next second, she was completely surrounded by a cool embrace .
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