Chapter XXXIV

When Mu Mengling was carrying a bunch of things and was about to take the bus back to school, he caught a glimpse of Wang Zixuan sitting outside the open-roof coffee house not far in front of him. At this time, it was almost dusk, the man sat leisurely on the rattan chair full of glow, flipping through the book in his hand, wearing a white shirt, in this noisy red dust, like a fairy who fell into the world.

It's so beautiful, even if Mu Mengling has seen it many times, he can't help but admire it in his heart.

Wang Zixuan in the distance seemed to feel something, raised his head lowered, and swept his gaze across the noisy street. Mu Mengling was so frightened that he immediately squatted down, he really couldn't understand himself, what kind of move! In his heart, he despised himself fiercely, and then under the attention of a group of people waiting for the bus, he bent his waist and carefully moved out of the bus shelter.

Sighing and standing next to the taxi with his things, Mu Mengling must have had a feeling for Wang Zixuan, a love that could not be said.

"Girl, don't you have a match?" The driver saw Mu Mengling standing in front of the car, but sat in without opening the door, thinking that he had met someone who was finding fault.

"I'm sorry, I don't match, thank you." Mu Mengling came back to his senses and found that he was blocking other people's business, so he hurriedly retreated.

"Sick." The driver complained dissatisfied.

Mu Mengling didn't pay attention to it, and slowly paced back to the campus with his things, walking, sorting out things, and calming down.

In a black sedan on the side of the road, a pair of slender jade hands were placed on the window, and the owner of the hand silently stared at the wooden dream spirit in front of him.

"Miss, it's all ready. When do you think it's appropriate? Outside the car, a middle-aged man in a straight suit bowed down and asked the people in the car.

"Find a little out of the way and then move, don't leave a trace." The tone of the people in the car was indifferent, as if they were talking about today's weather.

"Yes." The middle-aged man replied.

The window of the car slowly rose up, carrying the people in the car onto the road, and when he passed by Mu Mengling, the corners of the people in the car raised a smile, and they whispered: I wish you a good time.

Mu Mengling, who didn't know anything, was still packing up his mood, looking at the autumn scenery on the side of the road, smelling the breath of late autumn, and smoothly wanted to shout: A few words floated in the sky, it was nothing. I couldn't help laughing in an instant, I was really troubled, if love came knocking on the door, it would be nice to open the door to greet it.

Thinking of this, Mu Mengling's steps became brisk. Go to the bus stop on the next corner and take the bus back, it's too far away to rely on the eleventh road (referring to the legs).

It's a pity that as soon as she turned the corner, a few little hooligans appeared in front of her, saying that they were hooligans because they were all dressed strangely, with green hair and red hair, pierced ears, and skull cards. Mu Mengling's face calmed down.

One of the yellow hairs shook his legs, took a deep breath of smoke in his mouth, spit out white mist at Mu Mengling, and said in a chic manner: "Sister, how about playing with my brother?" ”

Mu Mengling didn't speak, her eyes swept over a few people, five people, she was thinking that she had a chance of winning judo in her amateur learning in country R.

Mu Mengling suddenly threw away the bag in his hand, stepped forward, grabbed Huang Mao's right arm directly with his left hand, used his right foot as a support point, turned his right arm and inserted it into the opponent's armpit, and threw Huang Mao to the ground.

Mu Mengling's movements were only for a moment, and a sound of "bang" woke up the other four.

"Damn, it's going to take a few hits." The other green hair threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, his head swayed from side to side a few times, and his hands clasped together to make a "creaking" sound.

What Mu Mengling thought in his heart was that this person would get arthritis in the future, and this bone was about to be ground by him. A sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and this person was also well-developed and easy to deal with.

"Let's go together, I'm afraid of her alone." The other four people encircled Mu Mengling in the middle, and the yellow hair that fell to the ground on the side was so broken by Mu Mengling that he couldn't get up, and he was humming in his mouth.

Mu Mengling stood calmly, and the four of them circled around her twice, but no one stepped forward. It is estimated that a few people didn't expect her to have martial arts, but they didn't dare to act rashly. Mu Mengling knew that if he changed to any girl today, he would only be taken away.

"If you don't fight, if it's a man, hurry up, don't look like an unseeded one." Mu Mengling deliberately provoked the other party with words. The two are in a fight, and they are the most anxious.

Sure enough, one of them was red-faced when he was said, and he directly swung his fist at Mu Mengling's face.

It's good to move, I'm afraid you won't move. Mu Mengling couldn't ask for it, he directly held the comer's fist, grabbed the comer's chest with the other hand, leaned forward, directly raised a foot and kicked on the comer's lower abdomen, fell backwards, and kicked the comer out.

The remaining three were dumbfounded, and when they came back to their senses, Mu Mengling had quickly turned over and stood up.

"The three of us are together, don't fucking rush forward." The green hair, who had just clenched his fist, spoke roughly.

The other two listened to his words, and their brows were squeezed together in displeasure, fuck, when they were the boss, why should they call at them.

With a good opportunity, Mu Mengling's heart moved, and his movements flashed behind the green hair, his left hand quickly passed through the opponent's armpit and grabbed the placket of the green hair, and his right hand clasped his neck, trying to strangle him.

But Mu Mengling miscalculated her strength, dealing with an adult, or a big man, her strength was like an ant trying to overthrow an elephant, and there was no sign of movement at all.

The green fur who was tied around the neck reacted, "Damn, look for death." While scolding, he turned around and pulled Mu Mengling.

Not good, Mu Mengling immediately withdrew his hand and retreated.

The green hair didn't pull Mu Mengling, and the whole person became irritable, and his face was fierce towards Mu Mengling.

Step by step, Mu Mengling retreated to the wall, and there was no way back.

Don't panic, don't be in a hurry, you can't beat it, it's a big deal to get beaten a few times. Mu Mengling comforted herself in her heart, but her hand took a defensive posture.

The green hair swung his fist and smashed at Mu Mengling, who blocked it with both hands, it was so heavy that he couldn't change his movements at all. As soon as the green fur saw that his fist was blocked, he raised his right foot and wanted to kick Mu Mengling's stomach.

Worst. Mu Mengling's heart was shocked, but there was nothing she could do but close her eyes. But after waiting for a long time, there was no pain, and the strength in his hand disappeared silently.

"Ah......h

Mu Mengling opened her eyes, the person in front of her turned her back to her, the white shirt came with a faint soap fragrance, and Mu Mengling smiled.

"Young master, it's all settled." Two men in black suits bowed down to report to Wang Zixuan.

"Well, send it to the Public Security Bureau and let them check it carefully." Wang Zixuan said coldly.

"Yes." The two then twisted the people who were lying on the ground and sent them to the public security bureau.

"Knock" Mu Mengling was looking at Wang Zixuan's back and smirking, and his forehead was knocked hard.

"What a smirk, look at your eyeballs falling to the ground." Zhou Ruocheng's voice came to his ears.

Mu Mengling thought he was hallucinating: "Why are you here?" ”