Chapter Twenty-Eight: You Waited for Me

Sang Yan ran all the way, he only felt that the eyes of the people around him were strange, as if they were mocking him!

Damn it!

Sang Yan rushed out of the door and found Sang Jiaojiao standing at the door.

Sang Jiaojiao had already changed back into his clothes, carrying Xiao Yue's arm, with a ...... face The proud little appearance of the dog fighting the human power.

"Where did I come from, it turned out to be you, the third brother. ”

Sang Jiaojiao pretended to care.

As soon as Sang Yan saw her face, he suddenly felt angry: "You must be a slut who did it to kill me!"

Even if the man next to him made him jealous, Sang Yan had already lost his mind at this moment, and he rushed over and raised his hand to land on Sang Jiaojiao's head.

Xiao Yueyan grabbed Sang Yan's hand, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little impatient: "What's the matter?

Sang Yan looked at him with a gloomy face: "It's you again! I have been bad for me several times, do you know who I am, I am a member of the Sang family!"

Xiao Yue Ember glanced at him coldly and arrogantly, and smiled disdainfully: "Sang family, I haven't heard of any Sang family in Hangshi. ”

After speaking, he shook off Sang Yan's hand and held Sang Jiaojiao to leave.

Sang Jiaojiao suddenly had a kind of rush by the connotation on the side......

Sang Yan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and when he was unprepared, he directly threw a punch.

It was as if she had eyes on her back, and she easily blocked this move.

"You're impatient, aren't you?"

Xiao Yue Ember turned around with murderous aura and punched him directly in the face.

The fist style of the moon ember is fierce and fierce, without a trace of ornamental flowers, and every move is insidious and vicious, picking at the enemy's sore spots.

It's easy to use, anything that hits people without slapping their faces is a joke.

Sang Yan was punched in the face without saying anything, and he was unwilling, so he rushed forward again, but how could he, who could only do three-legged cat kung fu, be the opponent of Xiao Yue Ash.

This body's martial arts is the foundation of Xiaoyue Ember becoming the boss in Xingyueyu at the beginning.

Sang Yan was simply hung up and beaten, bruised and purple, without a good skin on his body, miserable, lying on the ground panting.

Xiao Yue Ember took out a handkerchief out of nowhere, wiped his hands, and threw it casually on Sang Yan.

"People like you don't deserve to dirty my hands, but if there is another time," Xiao Yue Ember kicked Sang Yan's stomach like a dead dog, "Just be careful of your little life." ”

After that, he grabbed Sang Jiaojiao's collar and took her away, and Sang Jiaojiao didn't forget to turn around and make a face at Sang Yan on the ground.

Sang Yan lay on the ground, staring at the figures of the two leaving, hammered his fist on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "You wait for me!"

After Xiao Yueyan threw Sang Jiaojiao back into the car, he sat on the other side, tapped his slender fingers, and said coldly: "Are you satisfied now? ”

Sang Jiaojiao lowered her head and was silent.

After a while, she whispered: "I learned from Sang Ruoruo, once when I was having dinner at home, she mixed this medicine into my wine, and threw me to the old beggar on the side of the road, wanting me to ruin my reputation......

She couldn't help but think back to those gloomy days, and her voice choked: "Fortunately, I got away with it, but I still felt bad all night." ”

Xiao Yueyan's hand was clenched into a fist, and he finally remembered the words "Sang Ruoruo", but unfortunately, it was the kind that wanted to kill her.

Sang Jiaojiao was uncomfortable for a while, and then thought about it, the gloomy days have passed, and he also rectified Sang Yan today, isn't it? Now someone should say that the three young men of the Sang family are not good!