Chapter 38: Either Weak or Stupid
"Ahhh I'll ask you to go down personally! Han said in a bad tone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Anya's helmet was in cleaning mode, wiping the tears from her eyelashes.
It's just that when she heard Han Youran's tone, Anya's tears couldn't be wiped away for a while.
The woman began to regret that she was nosy, but it had come to this point, it was useless to regret it, it was shameless to die, and it was useful to stalk and fight.
So the woman didn't get out of the car honestly, but moved her body at gunpoint and away from the car door.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked too much, but, please, if you let me go down, you just let me die!" The woman was a little excited at the end, and the spitting stars flew out.
Han Youran, who was wearing a helmet, rolled his eyes, moved the muzzle of the gun holding the woman's head to the right, and knocked the woman's head with the gun.
Knocked the woman's head to the left, "You know why this shot hit your head?" ā
Han Youran said that he added some strength to his hand, knocking the woman's head and shaking it, blinking her eyes constantly, but she couldn't answer.
"Because you don't have a helmet!" Han Youran said that he finally stopped knocking on the woman's head.
When the woman heard Han Youran say this, she raised her head a little dazedly and looked at Han Youran.
Han Youran's muzzle was slammed again, and the woman's head was slammed to the left, "Don't you see, it's a 'pure' storefront outside, now get out of the car immediately, 3 minutes, go inside and find a red helmet, and then come back, it's outdated." ā
After Han Youran finished speaking, the woman was still at a loss.
And Han Youran, who was already the hand holding the gun, took it back, "The countdown begins!" ā
As soon as the words fell, the woman instantly felt like she had been beaten with chicken blood, and before her hand could push the car door, her body had already hit it first.
As soon as she landed, the slender heel was very weak, and the woman's body was crooked, and she shook it twice before she stood firm.
With one hand, he hugged the hair that blocked his face, and with the other hand, he reached the raised foot, and his slender fingers squeezed into the strap, and after pulling twice, he did not pull it, but strangled the ankle with red marks.
The woman crossed her mouth, gritted her teeth and squeezed out two more fingers.
"Uh!!" The woman made a sound from her throat, and her face turned red.
Han Youran in the car licked his lips, unbuckled his seat belt, pushed the car door and walked out.
"You......" After Anya shouted when she saw this, she swallowed all her words back, turned her head back, and looked at Han Youran, who walked briskly in front of the car, and stroked her hand on the hilt of the Netherworld.
Han Youran had already walked to the side of the woman who was still struggling with shoes.
The woman didn't dare to look at Han Youran, and put down her feet tremblingly.
Han Youran didn't say a word, he reached out and grabbed the woman's right shoulder, breaking the woman's body into a back to her.
The woman was like a little chick, not daring to move, shrinking her head, only her mouth was still struggling, "Don't, don't, don't...... Don't kill me......"
"People will die sideways, either weak or stupid!" Han Youran said without emotion, and at the same time raised his other hand and put it on the woman's trembling shoulder.
When the words fell, he raised his foot sharply and kicked it against the woman's sky-high heel.
There was a slight sound, and the woman's body shook a little, but she didn't fall, she just frowned, and the shoulder that was grabbed by Han Youran hurt a little.
After that, another kick flew out, and the woman was about 10 centimeters shorter.