After she finished speaking, she jumped up and flew out.
"The first move of the dog-beating stick - hit the dog's head with the stick!" Guo Jing shouted and swung the jade bamboo stick towards Han Qingjue's head.
"Little trick!" Han Qingjue raised his lips, did a backflip, and dodged!
Guo Jing was shocked, how could he dodge his dog-beating stick?
This kid is so hateful! His anger is rising!!
"Dog Beating Stick Second Style..." Before he could make a move, the Yuzhu Stick was caught by someone!
He turned his head suddenly and was shocked: "Gang leader!"
Feng Hua had a cold face, and with a strong hand, Guo Jing fell to the ground, falling like a dog.
"Hahaha..." Han Qingjue was laughing happily when Fenghua hit him on the head with a stick, causing him to scream in pain.
"Ouch, what are you doing!" He kept stroking his head. He was so happy just now that he forgot to dodge, and he got hit. The blow was really hard.
"Do you just ignore what I said?" Fenghua narrowed his dangerous eyes and glared coldly: "We want to fight two of them together, come on!"
Guo Jing quickly apologized and said, "Gang leader, don't be angry. I was joking with him, yes!" While speaking, he kept winking at Han Qingjue, hoping that he would cooperate.
"Humph!" Han Qingjue shook his head and turned it aside.
Damn, this guy really deserves a beating!
Guo Jing was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to say anything to him, so he could only continue to smile at Feng Hua and said, "Gang leader, are you hungry? Can I go out and catch a chicken for you to drink with?"
"I'm so angry with you, do I still need to eat?" Fenghua glared, "I'm warning you two not to fight within my sight. No matter who strikes first, I will destroy you all!"
"Yes, Gang Leader!" Guo Jing stood at attention and barely even saluted.
Fenghua threw the jade bamboo stick, and Guo Jing quickly caught it.
Seeing the mess and horror all around, she glared at the two of them: "Clean up this place, I don't want to see such a mess again!"
"Yes, Gang Leader!" Guo Jing did not dare to neglect and immediately started picking up the pieces.
Afu, Awang and Amao also joined in picking up the mess. Han Qingjue was glared coldly by Fenghua, so he had no choice but to bend down and pick up a chair. Although his movements were slow, it was better than doing nothing at all.
!
At this time, Mo Siyu walked in and saw that the hall was in a mess, with tables and chairs missing arms and legs, and she raised her eyebrows: "What's going on?"
Fenghua walked up to her and said apologetically: "I'm sorry for making this happen to you. I will compensate you for the things you knocked over."
Mo Siyu pursed her lips and said disapprovingly, "Forget it, anyway, I plan to end this inn."
The Xuanyuan Sword has been taken away, and her mission is over. There is no need to stay here!
When Afu, Amao and Awang heard this, they immediately raised their heads and ran over in a hurry: "Boss lady, boss lady, do you want to end this place? What should we do then..."
"Yes, yes, what should we do..."
"Without you, we have nowhere to go..."
"Where are you going, boss lady? Can you let us follow you..."
"Lady boss, don't leave us..."
The three guys looked at Mo Siyu pitifully, almost falling to their knees, with tears in their eyes, looking so sad, as if they were puppies about to be abandoned.
"When the time comes, I will have my own arrangements, so you don't have to worry." Mo Siyu said calmly.