"She can fight so well??" Yunjun and Han Xiye couldn't believe their eyes. The Ai Mengmeng's skills in front of them seemed to have doubled several times, her movements were agile and her speed was astonishing.
At this moment, the men of the beaten man seemed to want to help.
Han Luoyin glanced at Yun Junche and Han Xiye, and the two of them quickly stopped in front of them, lightly touched the purple hair on their foreheads, and smiled evilly: "Shenlong Hall? Ha." He stretched out his hand.
With one tear, the dragon-shaped logo on the suits of the two men was torn off.
"You? You dare to offend the people of Shenlong Hall?" the two men asked in panic.
"Hmph." He snorted disdainfully, with a gloomy expression on his face: "We are gods..." He glanced at Han Xiye.
"God's punishment!"
"Yes! Our eldest sister is now teaching the boss of Shenlong Hall a lesson, and we are the ones punished by God." She smiled evilly, turned to look at Han Luoyin: "Right, Yin, she is teaching the boss of Shenlong Hall a lesson."
Yun Junche was so fond of teasing, Han Luoyin shook his head helplessly, sat on the sofa relaxedly, and watched Ai Mengmeng beat the man who claimed to be the boss of Shenlong Hall...
She quickly ran towards the man, grabbed the man's collar and punched him hard without any hesitation.
The man pushed her away with all his strength and reached out to grab the wine bottle on the table.
She took the lead, grabbed the wine bottle with one hand and hit the man on the head hard.
"Ah---------" The whole bar let out a panicked scream, and the onlookers moved their bodies back in small steps.
The man's blood was all over her face, and instead of panicking, she became even more excited.
The broken glass bottle was in her hand. She glanced at it, a murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and without hesitation, she inserted it into the man's throat...