Chapter 401 : Black Street Drag Race: Bloody Fight
On the ground, the young men on both sides had their bodies curled up, even dripping with blood.
This is a killing. In the nightclub, there is no co-production. Victory is the way to go.
Aken flashed in front of me. Under his super-cut hair, an obvious mark "k" was splashed with blood drops.
There is only killing in those red eyes
He rolled to his feet, grabbed the broken glass pieces on the ground, stood up and waved his arms
A non-mainstream handsome guy with a fair face immediately had blood all over his face, and his face with delicate eyeliner was so disfigured.
"Sister Qing, this may be a game, get out of here quickly"
Aken turned around and said to me, wiped the blood splashed on his face, and rushed back to Darius, covering Darius
Yes! We only have Darius and Aken left, can we not drop the ball?
Moreover, She Moyang's playful attitude didn't take Darius seriously at all. Was he just teasing Darius all this time, despicable guy?
"Tiger is big and tiger is big"
"It's really explosive, Hu Da is so crazy!"
"What happened to that man named Yi Wang today?"
"Yes! It's useless..." Wave after wave of heated discussions came from outside the venue.
On the field, She Moyang led several men with extraordinary skills to surround Darius. Aken was knocked down by a spiky head from the opponent. He tried to hold She Moyang in pain, but his palm was stabbed by She Moyang's slender steel bar.
And down
"Aken..." The bloody back of the hand hit my pupils, and fear surged into my heart. I yelled, but my body was grabbed by JJ as I tried to rush out.
Aken struggled for a moment with a ferocious expression, then passed out, but his hand still stopped at She Moyang's feet.
That hand, the hand of a drummer, the hand that can produce super shocking drum sounds...
She Moyang! Biting my lip, I burned those three words into my heart.
"Reese..." Jinbao hugged my hand tightly. She looked at the surrounded boy with regret, squeezed out two words with trembling words through her teeth, and her sobs seemed to be deliberately controlled by her.
Darius stood in front of She Moyang in embarrassment. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at me, so that I could not see his expression at the moment.
"Haha... Darius, it's nothing more than that..."
She Moyang smiled evilly. He was like an excited vampire hunting for fresh blood. That kind of crazy excitement can't help but scare people.
(Mouqing: I have written down all my mental illnesses. You Sixteen: Aren’t you just one of them)