Tang Ximu helped Jiao's forehead, and shook her head helplessly, it seems that she has to go out in person, which is boring.

She was ready to go, half-crouched down, ready to sprint, bounced her heels and ran towards them, lifting her heels and poking them into the back of her fat neck.

Suddenly, the fat fat who was hit slowed down the movement of the forklift, he held a long iron rod, slowly turned around, his face was murderous, and he looked at Tang Ximu viciously.

Tang Ximu frowned lightly in displeasure, and said impatiently: "If you have a move, you can let the horse come, don't grind and chirp!" ”

Enraged by her words, Fat raised his iron rod in annoyance and slashed at her.

"Duang~" Unexpectedly, he fell to the ground first and fainted.

Tang Ximu leaned sideways to the side and snorted twice: "This reaction is too slow." ”

"Fatty!"

The people around reacted quite quickly, and when they noticed that their brother had fallen, they immediately diverted their attention to Tang Ximu and slashed at her with a knife and stick.

"Stinky female cousin!"

There was no trace of sharp weapons stabbed from all directions, and the scene was messy for a while.

Tang Ximu's body was as light as a swallow and bent down to dodge the knife sweeping overhead, and he was busy dealing with the restless eight-clawed tentacles around him.

Dealing with these little minions with bare hands can't be said to be very simple, quite difficult, but she is not inferior, and she can still fight ten with one.

She was extremely fast, and she crawled a few men to the ground cleanly.

They slumped on the ground and groaned in pain, and their faces were blue and swollen in the dark.

Tang Ximu patted the ash on his hands disdainfully, and the heel pillar of his high-heeled shoes angrily stepped on the chest of one of the thugs who was still struggling, and drilled in.

"A bunch of stinky rats, still trying to bully me? Don't look at my aunt and grandmother, who I am! ”

When she relaxed her vigilance and was defenseless, the gangster lying on the ground behind was unwilling to hold the knife on the ground and stabbed her fiercely.

Tang Ximu moved his ears, and his smart ears could hear the sound of the wind behind him, and quickly dodged sideways.

But she couldn't dodge, and the sharp blade slashed through her arm, and blood spilled out.

"Hiss......" She hugged her bloody arm in pain, raised her eyes with tinder and swept it fiercely.

Annoyed, he grabbed the iron rod on the ground and threw it over, and the gangster's head fell to the ground with a "bang".

Tang Ximu gritted his teeth and yelled at everyone on the ground: "If you don't give me a roll, whoever is still unconvinced, I will beat him to obey!" ”

The little gangsters hurriedly supported each other and ran on the ground, scared, they couldn't afford to mess with this girl.

There was a complete silence in my ears, and the clouds in the night sky slowly flowed with the wind.

The pain in his arm gradually spread out, because the pain Tang Xi Mu frowned deeply, dragging his injured arm to pull the car door.

"Sir, they're gone, it's all right." The gentle voice poured into the ears like a little autumn wave.

The shivering man huddled in the corner gradually opened himself and removed the arm that was blocking his head, revealing his full face.

He looked out of the car with a frightened look in his eyes, like a frightened fawn, clearly still in shock.

There were a lot of small injuries on his body, and the blood stains stained his white coat, which should have been left during the fight with the gangsters.

Tang Ximu stood in front of him with a heroic posture, as quiet as a cicada, his eyes flashed with rare calm and resoluteness, and his slightly curly elegant brown hair moved lightly in the wind.

With tight black shoulders and a pair of glittery loose and soft hip-lifting pants, this outfit compliments her perfectly proportioned convex and backward figure.

At this moment, the bright moonlight sprinkled on her body, illuminating her face unusually pale.

Seeing the person clearly, the man gradually relaxed his vigilance, and finally his eyes fell on the wound she was covering, and the sticky blood was still flowing out of his fingers.