What good end can someone who wants to touch her father's heart.

Jiang Xin couldn't help but look seriously at the man opposite, who didn't lack arms, legs, or squatting in the cell, and took the next order.

The light voice came coldly.

"Are you, he bullied my idol Ling Xin?"

？？？？

What are you?

The head of the bodyguard was stunned for a moment, where is Sister Xin, why can't he understand it all of a sudden

Those people outside didn't know that the big star Ling Xin was Mrs. Jiang and the proprietress of Jiangshi Group.

But those of them who work beside Song Tezhu are more or less clear that the relationship between Sister Xin and Mrs. Jiang is not ordinary.

It's not that it's not ordinarily good, it's not ordinarily stiff.

Why is Mrs. Jiang her idol at this time?

Puzzled, he glanced up at the girl, and found that the girl had been waiting for him to reply, so he hurriedly replied.

"Yes, but before we even started, we had already rushed over. Thanks to Ling ......"

"He has this thought, and it is already intolerable. In this way, the new account and the old account will be counted together. ”

Jiang Xin didn't bother to listen, and unhurriedly interrupted the bodyguard to start blowing rainbows.

As soon as the words fell, the slender body flashed, and it was already in front of the man.

The first hand is a fist, and he punches the man on the head.

Her movements were really too fast, and the man was completely defenseless, just instinctively with years of experience, and turned his head.

Even so, the fist as hard as iron hit him in the side of the face.

There was a muffled sound of "bang one by one" in the air.

The man was almost unstable by the force, and he took half a step back, barely standing on his feet.

Jiang Xin frowned slightly, loosened his fist, and then clenched it again. According to what the man taught, use a way that minimizes one's own joint support.

Her right hand was a little numb, yes.

The person on the other side, after taking her punch, was like no one. He slowly lifted most of the remaining cigarette in his right hand and took a puff in his mouth.

……

Looking at the man's movements, Jiang Xin's cold eyes flashed with incredulity.

In the next second, the man seemed to be unable to bear it, and suddenly coughed.

"Ahem one by one"

Bright red blood, mixed with blue-gray smoke, mixed with spit out of the man's mouth.

Jiang Xin: "......"

After coughing, the man raised his hand and rudely wiped his mouth, and the cigarette in his hand was never put down. He even smiled at Jiang Xin and said.

"It's not bad, it seems that the person who taught you is very good."

This man is sick.

It was to eat her fist, but not to eat, but to say this to her in a tone that today's food is very palatable.

Jiang Xin felt a trace of unhappiness and depression in his heart.

People didn't talk much, so she directly moved again.

This time, in addition to wiping your left hand in the morning, use both hands and feet. There is only one purpose, to beat him.

As the minutes ticked by, Ryuhe's bodyguards had already subdued his subordinates who were not very combative.

When I turned around, I saw that a bodyguard wanted to come here to help, but was stopped by Ryu, who was standing by and watching for a while.

"Don't disturb your sister's good interest."

Ryu spoke English, and the bodyguard didn't know if he understood it. In short, seeing the battle situation here, he also joined the battle watcher

After more than a dozen rounds, the man fought very hard, and even ...... Their sister who doesn't seem to have any fingers touching the spring water can't beat them. The man's face was painted in many places.