"What's going on, according to your style of play, you will never be able to tell the winner from the loser, use a little force, no matter how hard you go, Miss Ben doesn't want to play with you anymore, boring."

Seeing a few men shoot without pain, Lu Muge was really a little impatient.

Sure enough, these boys are not her brothers, and it's boring to watch them fight.

"Hard, one by one, like a weak chicken, what do I think?"

"Niu'er, a few of us have worked hard enough, don't you know, a rich second generation like us is usually very gentle, we have never participated in violent activities, you let us do this today, it is enough to embarrass us."

One of the sons said while panting, it seemed that his physical strength was already overdrawn.

The other three are about the same, their physical strength can't keep up, and they're almost dead.

But in order to be able to hug the beauty, they are still fighting to hold it, waving weak fists and pretending to fall on each other's bodies.

Lu Muge finally couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up from the steps suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed, "Come, let Miss Ben teach you today, what is called fighting." ”

With that, a black figure flashed into the middle of the four men at a lightning speed, and it took less than three seconds to knock all four men to the ground.

The cold eyes swept over the sons and brothers who were lying on the ground and screaming, and Lu Muge finally smiled with satisfaction.

"Got it, that's what it's called fighting."

"Niu'er, is it really okay for you to play with us like this?"

"Yes, Niu'er, you can't do this, you can have someone to hug a beauty today, you can't talk and don't count."

"I just like such violent girls, come, brother, I'll lie here, begging for whipping, begging for ravage, begging for caressing."

"I want it too, my brother's waist hurts from you, it hurts, it hurts, come and blow it on my brother."

Lu Muge lowered his eyes, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"You're too weak to be worthy of me."

With that, she lifted her feet and left, but as soon as her words fell, a warm blazer fell on her bare shoulders.

The temperature in the coat was very domineering, and it only took a second to warm her whole body.

Lu Muge slowly raised his head, and looked at the person with his eyes that had become very loose, and what he saw was a face that couldn't see clearly and had a lot of ghosts.

"You're with them?" Lu Muge asked.

In his eyes as clear and shining as the stars, there was not a trace of fear.

Seeing her like this, Mu Changqing's chest suddenly had a wave of anger, this woman, how much wine did she drink, she was so drunk that she couldn't even see people clearly.

But that's not the point.

The point is, if she didn't meet these weak chickens tonight, if he couldn't find her, if the people she met were a little bit of brains or those real hooligans, then the consequences, he really didn't dare to think about it.

He wanted to rip out her head to see what was inside.

After staring at her for a few seconds, Mu Changqing suppressed the anger lingering in his chest, and then took her slightly cold hand, squatted down with his back to her, and motioned for her to climb onto his back, "Come up, go home!" ”

The cold order cannot be ignored, and anyone who listens to it can't help but shudder.

Lu Muge didn't buy his account, and shook off his hand, "Who are you, why should I listen to you!" ”