The black clothes and black pants coupled with the strange tattoos do look intimidating.
Even the police who were watching Qingdai in secret were worried about her.
Qingdai paused for a moment and then continued walking forward as if she hadn't noticed anything.
When he passed by a man in a suit, the other party stopped him with his hand.
"Sorry, you're blocking my way. Please move aside."
This sentence seemed to turn on a switch, and things were out of control.
"Oh, you're pregnant. Isn't your husband at home?"
The man wearing glasses was fat and had a big belly. His suit and shirt were loose on him, which looked extremely eye-catching.
Qingdai could feel the greasy gaze looking over her.
The chubby man's eyes wandered a bit, but after landing on Qingdai and carefully hitting her a few times, he realized that although the woman's belly was slightly protruding, her figure hadn't been distorted by it. Her waist was still very thin. It was because she was pregnant that the strong aura brought by her beautiful face was diluted, and there was a gentle maternal glow. It was the beauty of a mature young woman...
It's a completely different temperament from their eldest lady.
No wonder this woman climbed into the bed of the second leader, making the eldest lady feel full of crisis. She even failed to kill her several times, and finally had to send people to rob and kill her personally.
Although he was assigned to complete the task, at this moment, the fat man had one dirty thought after another in his mind.
The man's malicious behavior made Qingdai feel very uncomfortable. She narrowed her eyes and her tone became cold.
"I'll say it again, get out of the way."
Instead of moving away, the group of people burst into laughter at her naive and childish words.
"Why move aside? If you run into us, it would be best if..."
The vulgar remarks are even more uncomfortable to the ears. Every greasy hand that is stretched out is filthy and has bad intentions.
…
"Damn it!"
Someone was about to lose patience, but was grabbed by the wrist by the person next to him.
"Wait, it's not your turn yet."
The man adjusted half of his glasses and motioned him to look outside.
…
"Duang, duang, duang..."
It seemed like the sound of water dripping continuously on the marble floor.
In less than a minute, a huge shadow flew out from the dark corner.
The chubby man who was born first now had his arms and legs broken and was lying on the ground. Every time he moved he felt as if his internal organs were shifting.
The young man's technique was crisp and decisive. His punches struck hard, his kicks swiftly, accompanied by dull thuds like the crack of broken bones. His slender fingertips clasped the opponent's wrist, and with a single deft movement, he dissipated the opponent's resistance. Then, with a backhand swing, he toppled the opponent over.
There was only a dim light in the corner, and his lips were half-pursed, appearing half-bright and half-dark in such light. When he turned around, his hair fell down to block his eyes, and his expression was cold, but his skills and movements were extremely ruthless and neat, as if he wanted to beat these people to death.
Qingdai stood at the edge without moving, but the small system was very excited about the fighting scene.
"...666, the hero's scissor kick was so clean and sharp, that fat guy had no power to fight back at all!"
With a "clang", a person was thrown out on his knees. His skin and flesh rubbed against the concrete floor with a "squeak" sound, and he slid very smoothly.
The small system held an apple, sat on the man's face, and talked to itself.
"... Hello, hi... uncle, how are you?"
“…”
Qingdai ignored the jumping little system and instead looked at Mu Yan. He seemed to be fighting harder and harder, with each move being fierce and deadly.
Mu Yan's eyes turned red.
When these people said those obscene words and stretched out their dirty hands towards him, he had only one thought in his mind.
That is to beat them until they cannot see the sun tomorrow.
If they were not afraid of alerting the surroundings and if they were not being followed by the police, perhaps they would not have suffered physical pain but would have been shot instead.
The man's chest heaved violently. He grabbed the last man by the neck and lifted him up, then punched him hard in the stomach several times, until the man vomited blood. Then he threw the man away like garbage.
Mu Yan put his hands up to cover his eyes, trying to calm his fluctuating emotions.
...Calm down and don't bring your anger to her.
Men are preparing themselves mentally.
Caught off guard, a pair of hands reached out from behind and hugged him.
"Close your eyes and don't think about those things. They're not worth getting your hands dirty with."
The gentle tone of voice easily wiped away the anger in his chest.
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