Just as Luo Qingfeng and the others were about to take action, several more people rushed out from beside them and walked over at the same time.
People on both sides flew up, without even seeing each other clearly, and started to attack directly
"Wait, wait, wait"
A scream rang out quickly, and the visitor couldn't help but scream.
When the familiar voice reached his ears, Luo Qingfeng frowned and stopped his moves.
When the passers-by looked at her, the corner of her mouth twitched fiercely.
"Stop fighting." She put away her moves, waved her palms, and spiritual power flowed between them, pushing them away.
The crowd couldn't help but retreat and looked at Luo Qingfeng.
She has improved again and again
"I said Feng Luo, can you be more perverted?" The man holding a big knife came over with a sad and angry look on his face.
It's too much. I haven't seen her for a long time. She has been promoted again. She has been promoted again.
Luo Qingfeng looked over, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Red lips lightly parted, "perverted"
Several people looked at the man at the same time. Sensing the dangerous atmosphere, they stepped back and widened the distance between them.
What, they don't know this person.
Fluctuations flashed in the air, and someone seemed to be coming out again.
Luo Qingfeng looked behind the man, raised his foot and kicked him over
The man staggered and saw the oncoming person. The person coming from the opposite side was frightened when he saw him suddenly charging towards him, and forgot to take action for a moment.
"Bang"
The two collided with each other, and the person who was walking flew out, drawing a graceful arc in the air.
The person kicked out by Luo Qingfeng also lay on the ground, wailing.
"Feng Luo", who did he offend?
Several people touched their noses and laughed at the same time when they saw the man's embarrassed look.
"Sang Jing, don't pretend to be dead. I know you're fine." The person next to him walked over and kicked the ground twice.
"Zhao Che" Sang Jing turned his head angrily and stood up immediately.
Seeing his actions and the big knife in his hand, everyone stepped back again and looked at him with disgust.
The sentence suddenly rang in my mind, "Little thief, take advantage of your uncle's tricks"
The lingering sound lingered in their ears, and they only felt embarrassed. Looking at Sang Jing with black lines on their heads, they took another step back.
Can they say that they don't recognize the mentally retarded person in front of them?
When we go on stage, can we not add any lines?
Those words, coupled with the silly big knife in his hand, looked really silly.
"Hey, what's your expression?" Seeing their disgusted looks, Sang actually walked over.
Luo Qingfeng glanced at him, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she didn't want to talk to him.
really stupid
If he kept holding this big knife, she wouldn't want to be with Sang Jing.
"What, can you throw away your big knife?" Chen Cheng whispered, carefully pointing at Sang Jing.
It looks so embarrassing to walk like this.
Sang Jing then turned around and saw the stupid big knife in his hand, and he quickly let go of his hand.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang"
The big knife rolled to the ground and he quickly raised his head.
"This is not mine" It's really not his, it's really not
Everyone nodded thoughtfully and then slowly walked over.
"Well, I know it's not yours, Ye Yi, what do you think?"
"Dan Dan, I also know, Qi Yihan, where we came from and where we are leaving."
"I don't know. Ask Zhao Che."
"I have no idea."
A few of them walked away from each other, looking like I didn't recognize you.
Sang actually stood there and stretched out his hand. He could really explain that the knife was not his, or he picked it up casually.