"Smelly bitch, don't toast me and you'll be punished with a drink." The bald man in the lead spit out a mouthful of dry phlegm and approached me obscenely.
‘Vomiting…’ A burst of stomach acid rushed into the throat, and the smell of digested food irritated the nasal cavity… I really wanted to vomit.
"Fuck me!" I did a split kick and then a 'windmill spin' to get around the bald heel, hip-hop and taekwondo
Baldhead lost his center of gravity and fell hard to the ground.
"Boss!" Upon seeing this, the other four people immediately rushed to help the fat bald man.
"Bitch bitch, let's see how I teach you a lesson." I just raised my steps to run away, but a pair of big hands grabbed my back collar, making me unable to move.
"Moldy smelly garbage, don't touch me." I jumped up hard and threw a backspin kick, which hit another tall and thin man in the side. It was over. The kick was too low and missed the vital part. At this time, his lower abdomen felt like
Suicidal and severe pain!
I failed to control my center of gravity the second before falling to the ground, and was thrown to the ground hard.
There was a loud bang, and my whole body almost fell apart in pain
"You stinky girl, you have two sons, let's see how you struggle now." The bald man grabbed my hair and it hurt so much that I screamed, "I'm waiting for you to make me happy!"
"It seems that Brother Long has found a beautiful girl again."
"That girl, what a pity..."
"I don't know if I won't survive..."
There are more and more people watching, but no one is willing to help. Even the security guards are watching the fun.
"Girl, let's go and let this man treat you well."
"Yan Yeyi, save me!" My hands and feet were tightly restrained. The only thing I could do was to hope that Yan Yeyi could come back in time.
"It's useless, this is my Lord Long's territory. No matter how you scream, no one will save you." The bald head stretched out his hand to me obscenely, not knowing where he wanted to touch!
‘Bang--’ A heavy object flew over and hit the bald man’s oily head. A stream of blood immediately flowed along the bald head’s forehead to his cheeks and neck.
Everyone looked at the source of the flying object in surprise. Yan Ye was now about ten meters away with an expressionless face. Everyone was afraid of the innate power of the emperor.
step…
Two steps…
Yan Yeyi walked over with majestic steps, and all eyes stayed on the cynical young man, as if the person in front of him was the king.
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