Listening to the countdown of nineteen or eighteen, all men who don't learn and don't know how to do it are frightened, and the sound of the girl counting the numbers is crisp and ethereal, without any harm.

But at this moment, in their ears, they only felt that the sound of the girl counting down the numbers was like a time bomb, which made them tremble.

"Seven ......"

The numbers are getting smaller and smaller, giving them less and less time to think about it.

Brother Huang came back to his senses in shock, and said impatiently, "Wait, don't count so fast, I'll think right away." ”

"Yes, Ancestor, you can do well, count slowly." The other gangsters didn't have a bit of shame and embarrassment, and they let the count slow when they opened their mouths, and the other intention was to disrupt Yun Qiao's attention and delay time.

"Don't count so fast, we're thinking."

"Please count slowly."

The gangsters shamelessly begged for mercy, one voice higher than the other.

Yun Qiao saw through their purpose at a glance and wanted to distract her and make her stop, it was impossible, she had long wanted to leave this place, so the success rate of their intentions was basically zero.

Yun Qiao was unmoved, and continued to count down the numbers.

"Six ......"

Brother Huang yelled in a hurry, regardless of it, he opened his mouth and came, "If you want money, I will give you money, you let me beat myself, I will do it immediately, until the ancestor is satisfied." ”

Yun Qiao shook his head and sighed, "Wrong. ”

What does she want money for, she has money.

What does she want him to do by beating herself, she is a girl who abides by the four beauties and five virtues, and she doesn't do anything that doesn't go into the stream.

After Yun Qiao finished speaking, he continued to count down......

"Five ......"

"Brother Huang, Brother Huang......" A gangster with blue skin and swollen face next to him called out to Brother Huang, who was thinking hard, and his voice was anxious.

"What's it called?" Brother Huang glared angrily, "Don't you see that I'm thinking about things, if you want to leave immediately, you can also think about it for me." ”

"Four ......"

"One more person and more strength, and you guys will hurry up and figure it out for me." Listening to the smaller and smaller numbers, Brother Huang was so anxious that he wanted to die or live, and his face was pale.

"Three ......"

"Brother Huang, over there." The man winked at Brother Huang and tried to indicate a direction.

"What?" Brother Huang followed the man's instructive eyes and saw Mu Chen, who was leaning against the wall and looking at them coldly, and his spirits instantly perked up.

Mu Chen?

The young man leaned against the wall in embarrassment, his head hung expressionlessly, his eyelashes were long, his slightly long black hair fell on his eyelids, and a pair of bottomless eyes were dark and deep, like a cold pool for ten thousand years, freezing three feet.

On his delicate and perfect face, a bruise could not hide his handsomeness, and it highlighted his cold momentum, but it also made him look like a demon seeking his life.

In the dim night light, the young man looked indifferent, his eyes flashed with a cold undercurrent, and he looked at their ugliness indifferently and calmly.

Brother Huang was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, the first time he saw this kind of gaze mixed with coldness, it was like being sealed in ice and snow, the cold was pressing, and it went straight to the bone marrow.

Yun Qiao's fingers moved, "Second ......"

Brother Huang came to his senses in an instant, and instantly remembered that he had forgotten something particularly important and that he deliberately ignored.

It was when they were bullying Mu Chen that she suddenly appeared in front of them and suddenly defended Mu Chen.

Brother Huang shouted, "Mu Chen, I'm sorry. ”

All the men said in unison, "I'm sorry." ”

"We don't dare, I'm sorry."

The apology echoed through the narrow and deep alleys.

"What else?" Yun Qiao stretched out his finger, the wind was light, "One ......"