The six killers, holding an iron rod half a meter long and 5 centimeters thick, rushed towards Su Zhixin with a hideous face when they roared angrily.

The schoolgirl in front of them dared to provoke them to kill Matt three times and twice, and they didn't take killing Matt seriously.

Su Zhixin's good-looking big eyes flashed a hint of coldness, and she clamped the nunchucks under her armpits and observed their movements.

From their posture and offensive moves, Su Zhixin could see that these killers were just a group of soft-footed cats.

Su Zhixin swung her nunchuck, threw it sideways, and knocked out a killer Matt who swung at her.

The killer Matt, who was shot in the head, screamed, covered his bleeding head with both hands, and rolled in place.

Seeing this, the other killers roared, strengthened their courage, and continued to rush forward.

When the two iron rods waved, with the sound of breaking wind, they struck at Su Zhixin's waist and shoulders.

Su Zhixin's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, one sideways dodged, the nunchucks flicked, stuck the two iron rods, and pulled back.

The faces of the two killers changed, and a pull came from the iron rod in his hand, and one was unstable, and the iron rod in his hand flew out.

Su Zhixin's eyes were quick, and her slender hands stretched out like lightning, grabbed two iron rods flying in the air, and threw them towards the sky.

She leapt abruptly and soared into the air, kicking her little feet into the air like dragonflies in water.

The sticks that were kicked suddenly slammed into the two killer Matts who had lost their iron rods like two long arrows.

With two snorts, Kill Matt, who was hit in the chest by an iron rod, flew backwards and fell to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Su Xiaoyu was stunned for a while.

He knew Su Zhixin, learned taekwondo, and watched a video of nunchuck on the Internet.

But Su Xiaoyu never thought that his sister would be so powerful, and solving a few thugs who killed Matt was like playing.

If he hadn't seen Su Zhixin with his own eyes, he would have eliminated a few gangsters in the blink of an eye, and he would have thought he was watching movies and novels.

"Domineering."

"Mighty."

"Domineering."

"Mighty."

"Domineering and mighty, Su Zhixin."

Su Xiaoyu danced his hands, waved, and called frantically behind Su Zhixin.

Su Zhixin's head was full of black lines, and she glared back at Su Xiaoyu.

My sister protects my brother.,Hide behind and don't do anything.,Now I'm still calling frantically on the side.,How much does this mean?

Su Xiaoyu, who was glared at by Su Zhixin, laughed awkwardly twice and shrunk her neck.

"I'm not calling you for milk."

Su Zhixin's good-looking willow eyebrows frowned, and she spoke with a hint of anger.

"Shut up."

Hearing this, Su Xiaoyu's eyes blinked twice, and he closed his mouth very knowingly.

"You slut, dare to hurt my brother, watch me destroy flowers with my hot hands."

Kill Matt, who was dyed with blue hair, held an iron rod and stabbed Su Zhixin's lower abdomen.

Su Zhixin flicked the nunchuck downward, and with a bang, it hit the iron bar, and the iron bar flew out.

The blue-haired man took two steps back in panic.

Su Zhixin snorted, she didn't intend to let go of this disrespectful guy, her right palm turned into a fist, and she hit her abdomen.

The small fist slammed into Matt's nose with the blue hair.

The blue-haired killer Matt, wah-wow, two tattooed hands, fell to the ground and howled as they covered their bleeding noses.

"Hurry up for me, catch her for me, I'll ...... later"

When the remaining three killers heard this, there was a ruthless expression in the corners of their eyes, and they nodded to each other, choosing to shoot together and swing their sticks at the same time.

Su Zhixin sneered twice from her schoolbag and took out a small bottle of something from her schoolbag

Put the little hand holding this vial behind your back.

Three iron rods struck again, smashing into Su Zhixin's forearms, neck, and thighs respectively.

These three killers are proud, you only have one person and two hands, see how you can catch the three of us to shoot together.

However, Su Zhixin did not intend to take these three sticks hard, but jumped backwards with her small feet to dodge these three attacks.

At the same time, he put the small spray bottle in his left hand in front of him and pressed it vigorously with his little thumb.

Snort.

A thick spray squirted towards the eyes of the three of them.

"Ah, my eyes."

"Ah, it's chili water."

"This slut actually sprayed chili water."

"Catch her later, it's better to live than die for this slut."

The three killers were sprayed with pepper water in their eyes, their eyes were red and bloodshot all over their eyeballs, and when they covered their eyes with their hands, they were still making insulting remarks.

When Su Zhixin heard these words, she was immediately unhappy.

She rushed forward, kicked them to the ground, and then stomped each of them hard in the crotch of their pants.

"Tell you to scold me."

"Tell you to scold me."

After stepping on two feet, the corners of Su Zhixin's mouth bulged, and she still felt angry.

So he ran forward again and stomped on two feet again.

Su Xiaoyu looked at the faces of the three killers, from white to blue, then from blue to purple, and finally to black, and he couldn't even speak in pain.

His legs shrank and swallowed his saliva, Su Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little cool in his crotch......

Su Zhi Xinsheng stretched and glanced at the person who was lying on the ground and still howling, or the blue face of Kill Matt.

Where do these killers still have the arrogant appearance before.

At this moment, when he saw Su Zhixin's eyes, his heart was cold, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at this violent girl again.

Putting away the nunchucks and putting them in her school bag, Su Zhixin spoke.

"Let's go, let's go home."

When Su Xiaoyu heard this, he nodded again and again.

"Roger, Lady Woman."

Just when Su Xiaoyu and Su Zhixin were about to turn back, a Land Rover came speeding from behind.

With a bang, it floated arrogantly, leaving a long trail of black tires on the ground.

The Land Rover stopped in front of Su Xiaoyu and Su Zhixin.

A bloated student with a cigarette in his mouth and yellow hair, wearing a No. 1 middle school uniform.

Cursing and swearing, he got out of the driver's seat and stepped down.

"These guys are really fucking useless, a bunch of waste, so many people, they can't even take a person."

Qian Fugui threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground, stepped on the cigarette butt with his right foot, and spit on it.

Qian Fugui instructed to kill Matt, let them install a small camera on the ghostly motorcycle, and broadcast Su Xiaoyu being beaten by the crowd.

He wanted to let the people in the school know that this was the end of offending his money and wealth.

But what Qian Fugui didn't expect was.

These killers were beaten by Su Zhixin next to Su Xiaoyu and cried bitterly.

One by one, they lay on the ground, crying and calling their mothers.

"What a bunch of rubbish." Qian Fugui's eyes were gloomy, and he scolded in a low voice.

"The money was spent in vain." The money he spent on killing Matt might as well be spent in a nightclub.

Qian Fugui walked to the back door, opened the back door of the Land Rover in person, and spoke respectfully.

"I have to trouble you, Brother Liu, and I will transfer the money to your account afterwards."

Qian Fugui is a little painful, and the price of letting this master make a shot is really not cheap.

The money for asking this master to sell once is enough for him to squander for two or three months.

The door opened, and a small man in a black robe stepped out of the car.