Chapter 397 : Black Street Racing: The Matrix vs Non-Mainstream
I also said that I am not a good person and I have never been kind to my enemies.
"you…"
"What about me? Do you want to destroy me? It's hard to sell a man like this even with gifts."
Hei Canji's arrogant slap was blocked by me quickly, interrupting her angry shouting. I slammed her hand away, raised my chin slightly in shock, and looked directly at her with a sneer.
It’s fine that I don’t understand love, but if it’s such a man, even if I love you to the core, I won’t be so humble. I hate such a black girl.
"So cute, I like it." A quick hand suddenly grasped my wrist. She Moyang grabbed me and wanted to pull me into his arms.
"Asshole!" My wrist hurt from being twisted by him. Darius jumped up in a big step, raised his right leg, and thrust it toward She Moyang's arm with a roar.
She Moyang's movements were astonishingly fast. Not only was he not hit by Darius, but he turned around and jumped, and he collided with Darius with a sudden kick.
The two arrogant teenagers were knocked back by each other's strength.
Darius' hand seemed to have been stopped from bleeding, but his face was still pale and bloodless.
"Brother, don't embarrass me!"
I patted his shoulder. Darius like this made me worried. Can he really do it? The other person is She Moyang, that devil with astonishing speed.
"Hmm... do you think I will smell it for you?" Darius put on an ambiguous smile and raised his eyebrows.
Maybe I'm overly concerned. He's a man and won't be broken down by this injury.
As for Jinbao saying that he is sick, it may be that he just has a cold that hasn’t healed yet!
"King Yi, stop talking nonsense to him!"
"That's right! I can't wait to crush him." Behind him, I don't know when, Aken and a dozen brothers were all excitedly moving their muscles.
More than a dozen teenagers, all in uniform black uniforms
Black leather jacket, black zipper pants, and reflective silver pendant
The young man who is ready to take action is like the emissary in the Matrix, protecting the king in his heart.
The opponent, who had one-third more troops than us, approached step by step uncomfortably, and a group of fancy non-mainstream people looked difficult to deal with.
"Bah..." A sharp scraping sound suddenly sounded
She Moyang dragged a slender steel bar with one hand and put it in his trouser pocket with the other
He walked towards Darius step by step, his eyes full of crazy murderous intent.