Chapter 30: Ignorance
"You bastard!" Luo Tian's words obviously made the woman angry, and she scolded directly: "It's true that the old lady is a little sister, but the old lady is also a little sister with discipline, and the old lady is still a virgin, and she is still a big girl with yellow flowers." ”
"Who knows if you are the eldest daughter of the Yellow Flower?" can you prove it yourself?" Luo Tian asked with a shrug of his shoulders.
"This ......" Faced with Luo Tian's questioning, the woman was depressed, although she had never had a man, but because she liked to race motorcycles since she was a child, she didn't know if she still had that layer of membrane!
"Since you can't prove it, it's useless to say anything, please don't bother me. Luo Tian stepped forward again.
To tell the truth, whether this woman is a yellow flower girl or not, Luo Tian can still tell at a glance, he can see that this woman has definitely never had a man, but Luo Tian doesn't want to have anything to do with this little sister.
Although his closed heart has gradually begun to melt, it will take time for him to open it all at once.
What's more, even if his love is open, but a beautiful woman suddenly runs to say that she wants to be his lover, which will make him suspicious, is this woman really just because she is desperate and doesn't want to cheap those gangsters, is this woman really just because she is desperate?
Although such an excuse will make many men believe, Luo Tian is not an ordinary man after all.
Although I don't know how to prove that I am the eldest daughter of Huanghua, the woman doesn't seem to want to give up, Luo Tian goes, she also goes, it seems that only by staying by Luo Tian's side, she will have a sense of security.
In this regard, Luo Tian did not stop it, because the road was not his, and if the woman wanted to go, he couldn't say anything.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
The roar was getting closer, and the bikers of eight motorcycles appeared in the field of view of the two, each with two people sitting on each motorcycle, the person in the front seat controlling the motorcycle, and the person in the back seat raising a shiny machete.
Luo Tian stopped, he didn't want to stop, but he had to stop, because the eight motorcycles had appeared in front of him, turning around him and the woman at high speed, blocking his way.
"Squeak Squeak......"
Soon, the eight motorcycles did not turn in circles again, but turned the front of the car and rushed towards Luo Tian and the woman from all directions.
No...... Not a collision, to be exact, but a stop at their central point, with the front wheels of each motorcycle only a few centimeters away from both of them.
The guy in the front seat of the motorcycle facing the two took off his helmet, with yellow hair, a silver ring on his nose, a blue vest, ripped jeans, and a standard thug dress.
Huang Mao looked at the woman obscenely, his eyes were full of desire, his eyebrows raised, and he said slowly: "Little girl, run? Why don't you keep running? Aren't you very good at drag racing?"
The woman beside Luo Tian pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "Huang Mao, don't be damn yin and yang, if it weren't for the old lady's motorcycle running out of gas, would you be able to catch up with the old lady?"
Huang Mao didn't care about the woman's contempt, and said slowly: "I admit it, you are really good at racing, I can't race you and you, but so what? The important thing is that you fell into the hands of Lao Tzu, isn't it?"
Surrounded by a group of thugs, the woman was a little nervous, she knew the consequences of falling into the hands of these people, and instinctively hid behind Luo Tian.
Huang Mao glanced at Luo Tianhou and said in a cold voice: "What? Mo Jianqiu, do you think that finding someone can guarantee safety? I tell you, you'd better hand over that thing, and then let our brothers stay for two nights, I promise to keep you alive, as for this man's ......"
Huang Mao didn't continue, but glanced at his brothers.
The guys sitting in the back seat immediately raised their shining machetes one by one, took Huang Mao's words, and roared one by one: "Chop down!"
Arrogant, extremely arrogant!
Luo Tian stood aside expressionlessly, as if he had nothing to do with him in the face of these arrogant guys in front of him.
There was no speech, no expression, in Huang Mao's opinion, this was a kind of ignorance.
He is also the boss of the famous biker party in Zhucheng, even if several bosses in the four districts of Zhucheng, southeast, northwest and northwest see him, they have to be polite, when has he ever been ignored?
So he was angry, looked at Luo Tian coldly, and squeezed out a word from the corner of his mouth: "Up!"
"Boom ......"
In an instant, the roar of the motorcycle sounded again, and the front wheels of the two motorcycles in front of Luo Tian were lifted, and then the two motorcycles staggered and whistled from both sides of Luo Tian, and two cold lights flashed, and the gangsters in the back seat of the two motorcycles raised their machetes and slashed at Luo Tian.
Luo Tian smiled coldly, he didn't want to help the woman named Mo Jianqiu next to him, but he didn't expect that this gang of gangsters would attack him without asking anything, and now it seems that he has to help if he doesn't want to.
Luo Tian jumped up, and his two legs formed a one-line horse in mid-air, and they went towards the machetes in the hands of the two guys in the back seat, no, they should have pointed their toes on the wrists of the two people holding the knives.
"Ahhh......h Boom ......"
Two screams sounded, and two machetes swung at Luo Tian fell to the ground in an instant, and then the two guys flew away from the motorcycle and fell to the ground.
Although the force of Luo Tian's toe points on the wrists of the two was not great, it was still very painful to fall from the motorcycle to the ground.
Huang Mao, who had a point of view, was stunned, he obviously didn't expect the man next to Mo Jianqiu to be so powerful, but there were many of them, how good was this guy?
With a wave of his hand, the roar of the motorcycles in which the eight motorcycles revolved around Luo Tian again, and then slashed at Luo Tian with machetes.
Luo Tian was very depressed, since these bastards have a grudge against Mo Jianqiu, they should also cut Mo Jianqiu, not him!
Of course, it's not that the yellow hairs don't want to cut Mo Jianqiu, but that Mo Jianqiu is really tempting, and he can only cut it after tasting it.
"Hoo ......"
A machete had already broken through the wind, and a smile appeared on Huang Mao's face, in his opinion, the next moment, this somewhat powerful guy would be abolished, and no one would be able to escape the siege of their brothers.
Huang Mao is very confident, but the reality is cruel.
Because he saw Luo Tian suddenly hugging Mo Jianqiu's thin waist, he immediately jumped up, and jumped over one of the motorcycles in a stride, and this motorcycle was one of the two motorcycles just now, the gangsters in the back seat had been kicked away by Luo Tian just now, and there was no one at this time, so the two easily crossed the motorcycle and dodged the siege.
"Bang ......"
However, before Luo Tian, who jumped over the motorcycle, landed, he directly kicked the gangster driving the motorcycle.