"Momo!" Shang Ting and Coffey exclaimed.

Seeing that the woman was about to slap Ji Mo's cheek, a casual smile flashed across Sun Aizhen's lips.

Suddenly, the other party's palm fell into Ji Mo's hand.

Momo only stretched out two white fingers, which seemed to be soft and weak, and the woman who wanted to slap her was covered in cold sweat.

Instinctively pinched her two fingers, which were harder than iron tongs, and the bones of her hand were almost broken.

The woman let out a pig-killing roar.

Ji Mo slapped him back without hesitation, and slapped the woman's face fiercely.

At this moment, everyone could see it clearly, and the cheeks of the woman who slapped them trembled, and the cheek bones almost made a cracking sound.

"Poof." As soon as Ji Mo's hand was released, the woman took a step back, and blood spurted out of her mouth.

"Why is Qin Riguang not here, you garbage think you can ride on my head?"

"Fan Jiao." Sun Aizhen hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her, seeing that her mouth was a little crooked by Momo, she couldn't help but feel angry.

Turning his head and shouting at Ji Mo, "Ji Mo, how dare you hurt people like this?" ”

"Come here." Ji Mo hooked his fingers at her and nodded with a smile, "I'll tell you if I dare." ”

Where did Sun Aizhen dare to go over.

Looking at Ji Mo's terrible eyes, if he walked over by himself, wouldn't he just go and smoke it by himself? ?

Damn, it's just an ordinary person with relatively agile skills, how can he be so heavy on the people of their ancient martial arts family?

"You dare to do it to the people of the Fan family? You're too long. Another woman behind Sun Aizhen glared at Ji Mo angrily and greeted the group of people standing on the arched bridge.

"What are you doing over there?"

"Didn't you see her do something to Fan Jiao? Come all over. ”

Jing Ran Sun Hao and his party of class 16 boys hurriedly ran to Ji Mo's side, for fear that the little girl would be besieged.

Ji Mo stared at them with cold eyes.

Their expressions are arrogant, and Momo is even more arrogant than them.

Seeing that everyone on the arch bridge rushed over, the two leading disciples stood aside and watched silently, and did not speak.

"Apologize." Sun Aizhen's other attendant helped Fan Jiao, who was slapped in the face, and shouted to Ji Mo, "Did you apologize?" ”

"Why should I apologize?"

"You hit someone for no reason!"

"You are blind, she moved first, and she humiliated herself, who do you blame?" Ji Mo went back one by one, and changed his problem of being too lazy to deal with people in school.

Shang Ting and Coffey glanced at each other, and hurriedly walked to Momo's side, secretly deciding that if there was a fight in a while, they would rush up first, and they must protect Momo.

"You!"

"Shut up!" Ji Mo raised his voice to interrupt their words, and his eyes swept over the people in front of him with disdain, "Sun Aizhen, you brought these people to find fault?" Thought I'd swallow my breath? ”

"Where does your superiority come from?"

"Just because the Sun family and the Fan family are from the ancient martial arts family?"

"So you think you can be high up and despise the common people?"

Ji Mo's mocking tone made everyone from the ancient martial arts family present dissatisfied.

The little girl snorted disdainfully.

"Not convinced? Let's go together. Mo Mo pushed Jing Ran and the others back with one hand, tilted his little head, and coldly hooked his fingers at Sun Aizhen and the others.

"Today, let me teach you a lesson and teach you eight words."