Chapter 405 : Black Street Drag Race: The woman who loves you?
Subconsciously, I want to avenge Jinbao. I must
Looking at the calm She Moyang, my whole body was filled with strength. I pushed my arms hard and actually broke away from She Moyang's restraint.
"She Moyang, you want to protect her, right? Then it's up to you to repay her!"
I yelled loudly, raised the steel pipe in my hand, and swung it hard at She Moyang.
"Um…"
"street!"
What I didn't expect was that She Moyang didn't dodge. He was hit hard by me and fell to his knees on the ground. Without any expression, he groaned and stood up again.
He shook off the worried Hei Canji and looked directly at me with his bright eyes, which seemed to sparkle with a trace of love.
Looking at him, the steel pipe in my hand rose again
"I feel sorry for your woman, right? Then give yourself another blow."
"Tiger..."
"Calm down!"
"Wow, will someone die?"
"A tangled scene..."
The advice and worries around me made me pause for a second. In fact, I was already afraid of the stick just now. I know my own strength, but why should he be so calm? That kind of disdainful expression makes people very uncomfortable.
The raised arms did not stop due to any persuasion.
Another stick fell on She Moyang's shoulder
"Dang Dang Dang!" She Moyang bent his straight body and did not kneel down again. The steel pipe slipped from my hand and made a crisp impact with the cement floor.
She Moyang's cold expression, he looked at me so calmly
"Han Qing, you are a self-righteous bitch..." Hei Canji's angry voice sounded behind me, and then, my weak body was pushed hard by a pair of hateful hands.
"Bang", my whole body collided with the pile of tire fortresses
(Mou Qing: Just write me to death and forget about it. The speech is invalid)
I leaned against the tire wall dejectedly. When I raised my head, I saw the shocking expressions of everyone again, including Darius, who had just got into the car with Jinbao in his arms. Every panicked face was
She Moyang rushed towards me like a sports car with a high gear on. Within two seconds, I was inexplicably held in a strange embrace.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and She Moyang's body rolling on the ground while holding me suddenly hit me hard.
Beside us, an abandoned Harley motorcycle skeleton passed by and hit She Moyang's back.