She thought that she would be fine if someone took away the Fabric bag from Fang Xiaoyu's waist, but she never expected that Fang Xiaoyu could not only kill souls, but also be so tyrannical in Kung Fu.
She specially invited several special forces but they couldn't stop this kid.
"Fang Xiaoyu, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, if you hurt me tonight, I, Mo Yanran, will definitely not let you go."
Even though Mo Yanran was held hostage by Fang Xiaoyu, she still warned him with a proud look on her face.
"Really? Let's see if it's your mouth that's harder, or my glass blade." As he said that, Fang Xiaoyu deliberately moved the glass jar closer to him.
"Ah! No, if you really hurt me, I will never forgive you." Mo Yanran almost cried. After all, she was a rich woman, and she had suffered such grievances once upon a time.
"Let's go back with me! Quick, ask your men to hand over my French bag." Fang Xiaoyu easily strangled Mo Yanran's neck and moved back.
Mo Yanran kept piercing her eyes at Lu Biao opposite him and shouted loudly: "Give him the French bag."
"Yes!" Lu Biao nodded, and immediately handed the previous fabric bag to Fang Xiaoyu.
Fang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and caught the fabric bag.
Just when he was distracted, he suddenly saw Mo Yanran, who bit Fang Xiaoyu fiercely, and then tapped a switch on the wall with his hand, and then heard a "bang".
Fang Xiaoyu's feet suddenly sank.
"Lu Biao catch me."
Taking advantage of the chaos, Mo Yanran broke free from Fang Xiaoyu's hand.
"No, there's a trap." Fang Xiaoyu secretly screamed in pain, and his whole body slid down the trap. Even so, he still reached out and pulled Mo Yanran. Mo Yanran's body tilted, and she followed suit.
Falling down.
"Mr. Mo, take my hand and come up!" Lu Biao reached out and grabbed Mo Yanran and lifted her up.
"It's not that easy if you want me to die." Fang Xiaoyu grabbed Mo Yanran's feet and pulled the woman off.
The whole person fell rapidly.
"Mr. Mo!" Lu Biao shouted loudly, and followed him, falling into the secret passage.
After falling for a while, the three of them finally fell into a secret passage. This was a secret room, and it was pitch dark inside.
Fang Xiaoyu hugged Mo Yanran, turned around, and caught this beauty again.
"Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?" Lu Biao called out worriedly and reached out to touch around in the darkness.
At this time, there was also a cry from the cave entrance above.
"Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?"
"Help me!..." As soon as Mo Yanran shouted, Fang Xiaoyu pulled the beauty over again.
"Let's go! Beauty, I believe you must know this darkroom very well. We will find a way out."
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and held Mo Yanran to a corner.
It was pitch dark in the secret passage, and Lu Biao couldn't see clearly. He could only scream randomly.
"Mr. Mo, where are you? Fang Xiaoyu, you bastard, let us go, Mr. Mo, or I won't be able to play with you."
At this time, Fang Xiaoyu was pressing Mo Yanran against the corner of the wall, pressing her tightly against her.
Since Fang Xiaoyu had a piece of glass on her neck, Mo Yanran didn't dare to take a breath.
Lu Biao continued to walk forward, and Fang Xiaoyu knocked the guy to the ground with a small hook kick. Then he rode on the guy's back and knocked the guy unconscious with a punch.
"Okay, now it's solved. The people above probably won't be able to come up for a while." Fang Xiaoyu threw away the glass in his hand, picked up the French bag that fell on the ground, and tied it to
waist.
He returned to Mo Yanran again, smiled and said to Mo Yanran: "Don't be nervous. I won't hurt you. As long as you take me away from here, our past grudges will be wiped out."
At this moment, Mo Yanran suddenly heard loudly shouting: "Ah! No, Fang Xiaoyu, please don't mess around."
"Damn it, am I messing around? I'm still one meter away from you!" Fang Xiaoyu glanced at this beauty with a dumbfounded look. When his eyes fell on Mo Yanran's thigh, he couldn't help but be startled.
She saw a cobra as thick as a thumb crawling on her thigh.
"Don't scream!" Fang Xiaoyu shouted seriously: "There is a snake on your leg, and it is a cobra."
"Ah! What should I do?" Mo Yanran couldn't help but started crying on the spot, choking and saying: "Fang Xiaoyu, please save me!"
As she spoke, her legs couldn't help but shake unconsciously.
"Stop shaking it. If you shake it any more, the snake will get under your skirt."
When Fang Xiaoyu said this, he took a breath of cold air, secretly raised the thunder energy in his body, stared at the cobra on Mo Yanran's leg with his eyes wide open.
Suddenly, he suddenly leaned forward and quickly pressed his hands on the head of the cobra on Mo Yanran's thigh.
"Don't move, I've already caught the snake." Fang Xiaoyu used Mo Yanran's skirt to wrap the snake's head. The snake's tail kept moving back and forth, making Mo Yanran's thighs crackle.
"Ah, don't..."
"Damn it, beauty, please don't scream so wildly. People who don't know, would think we are doing something!" Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh. At the same time, he secretly used his clever skills to vividly cut the one
The cobra was choked to death.
"Fang Xiaoyu, you bastard, you are still laughing at me at this time." Mo Yanran couldn't help crying anymore.
The cobra arched into her skirt for the last two times and stopped moving. Only then did Fang Xiaoyu let go.
He took a deep breath, threw the cobra far away, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I was scared to death."
"I'm afraid!" Mo Yanran said "Wow", then she lay down on Fang Xiaoyu's shoulder and started crying.
"Beauty, it's okay, just cry, it will be fine after crying for a while." Fang Xiaoyu gently patted the beauty's shoulder and comforted her.
When this beauty was sobbing, her chest rose and fell, and Fang Xiaoyu could clearly feel the elasticity of her aunt's chest.
"Oh, I didn't expect that this beauty's breasts are quite big!" Fang Xiaoyu took a look and couldn't help laughing. He hadn't noticed it before, but when he took a closer look, he saw that they were really big.
He inadvertently used his clairvoyance eyes. He didn't know what he was seeing, but he could see various reactions in his body.
"Let me go, what is this woman trying to do if she hugs me so tightly?" Fang Xiaoyu felt a little unable to bear it.
After Mo Yanran cried for a while, she suddenly jumped up from his body and pushed Fang Xiaoyu away.
He yelled with some embarrassment: "You, what do you want to do? Don't hug me!"
"Really? You hugged me yourself, right?" Fang Xiaoyu said with a smile.
"No, I want to leave here." Mo Yanran suddenly shouted, took out a mobile phone from her pocket, turned on the flashlight, and walked forward with her waist down.
Just after walking for a while, I heard this beauty shout "Ah" and rushed towards Fang Xiaoyu again. (To be continued)