The group of people closed the door fiercely, holding sticks in their hands at some point. Zhang Laoer came out panting, a cold light flashed, and a sharp knife appeared in his hand.
"You bitch, you dare to hit me. Do you know that the boss of the Dragon Gang is my brother? Humph, if you offend me, don't think about being around in the future!"
This is the men's bathroom. You can't jump out of the window at the back. Are you going to fight? Unless your character breaks out! Are you going to die at the hands of these gangsters today?
Jing Miao quickly scanned the environment, but this situation made her despair
"Hey, stop meddling in other people's business and get out of the way."
Zhang Laoer took a few steps towards him and scolded Xiu Yu, who was standing silently aside.
Jing Miao felt his body move. Being forced into a desperate situation, Jing Miao subconsciously hugged his waist and hid behind him.
"Uncle PLA! Save me!"
The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant for a moment, and all the gangsters focused their attention on the slender man in front of them.
"Ha, you just lied to us and said the police were coming, and now you want to arrest someone and say they are the People's Liberation Army? Damn it, I'm still the commander of the military region!"
Zhang Laoer's obscene words made other people laugh.
"With his small body, he probably broke his back after just a few strokes on the bed!"
The corners of Jing Miao's eyes twitched. Did you know that there are men in this world who dress to look thin but take off their clothes to look fat? You think everyone has a fat pig body like you!
Laugh, laugh, I'm afraid I won't even know how to write the word "death" later!
"release"
Xiu Yu spoke coldly without any fluctuation in her voice. Jing Miao suddenly felt that the temperature of the surrounding air had suddenly dropped a lot.
Not loose!
She hugged her tighter
"Uncle of the People's Liberation Army, these are all bad people, you have to save them..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Come on!" Zhang Laoer rushed over waving a knife.
Jing Miao was so frightened that he hid back. Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded in the air. Jing Miao's heart trembled. Zhang Laoer had already been stepped on by Xiu Yu.
The knife was stuck in his hand
The blood quickly flowed out and flowed on the gray ground, which was dirty and messy.
"Who else wants to come up and try it? It's been a long time since I played with human flesh and flying knives."
Xiu Yu twirled a saber lightly in her hand and leaned against the wall gently with her shoulder as the fulcrum, with a bloodthirsty and cruel smile in her voice.
Jing Miao felt relieved. She originally thought that this old man would not pay attention to her request for help.
In fact, others are not that bad
In an instant, Xiu Yu rose from the image of a heinous scumbag to the image of a mighty hero in Jing Miao's heart.