Chapter 52: Little Maniac Wants Bad Things

Now is not the time to tear your face with Huo Xiao.

Su Jinlin grabbed Bo Qing's fist and looked at him with some concern.

"Bo Qing, you calm down."

Bo Qing turned his head, and his eyes yelled at Su Jinlin fiercely: "Get out!" ”

Su Jinlin was frightened by his aura, and was stunned for a moment.

It was this stunned kung fu that Bo Qing violently broke away from his hand and smashed towards Huo Xiao with a fist.

Huo Xiao turned his head to dodge, and smashed his round fist towards Bo Qing, but in the blink of an eye, the two of them scuffled into a pile.

Su Jinlin stood aside, wanting to pull the frame but couldn't intervene at all, so he could only stare anxiously.

As soon as he inadvertently turned around, he saw that Murong Xuxu, who had shrunk in a ball at the beginning, suddenly sat up straight at some point, looking eager to join the battle.

Don't fan the flames at this time.

Of course, Murong Xuxu will not fan the flames, dealing with the bastard who bullied her, it is really difficult to eliminate the hatred in her heart by only moving her mouth, she has always pursued a truth, she can do it, resolutely do not keep her mouth!

Bo Qing was fighting with Huo Xiao here, and it was quite inseparable, and suddenly he heard someone behind him shouting, "Brother, be careful!" ”

When he was distracted, he was caught off guard by a punch on his face, and with this deflection of his head, Bo Qing saw Murong Xuxu grabbing an antique table lamp and rushing towards Huo Xiao.

Huo Xiao subconsciously raised his hand to block.

Bang –

The glass lampshade cracked on his elbow, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body in an instant, almost at the same time, Murong Xuxu raised his leg and swept one hundred and eighty degrees and kicked Huo Xiao to the ground, and in the next second, Murong Xuxu rushed in front of Huo Xiao, and vigorously waved the lamppost in his hand and smashed it towards Huo Xiao's head.

Bastard!

Lecher!

Dare to bully her and take advantage of her, go to death!

"Lifelike, don't beat people to death!" Bo Qing yelled anxiously.

Murong was stunned for a moment, the strength in his hand was undiminished, but the lamppost in his hand was obviously off the angle, and a heavy stick smashed on Huo Xiao's shoulder.

This time it was smashed hard, and Huo Xiao, who was in pain, gasped.

Murong Xuxu was especially unrelieved, he waved the lamppost and twitched a few more times, afraid that he would really kill someone, Murong Xuxu threw the lamppost and punched and kicked Huo Xiao again, and the invincible Huo Xiao was beaten by her and had no power to fight back.

Bo Qing, Su Jinlin, and the bodyguards who had just finished the battle were stunned by this sudden change.

Can't tell!

I really can't see it!

Sheng Xuxu looked like he was about to fall as soon as the wind blew, but he didn't expect to be so ruthless and unsparing.

"Stop!"

There was a loud shout at the door, and a young man with a team of bodyguards poured into the room.

When the young man in the lead saw Huo Xiao being beaten, his eyes were red with anger, and he strode forward to make a move on Murong Xu.

Before Bo Qing could stop it, he saw Murong Xuxuan quickly dodging the young man's attack, and slapped the young man's handsome face with his backhand.

Syllable!

A loud slap sounded in the room, and the huge crowd was silent for a moment and the pins could be heard.

All eyes were on the young man who had been beaten, and they were all stunned.

Oh, my God!

Bo Yijue was actually beaten!

It was a woman who hit him!

If this is spread out, the face of the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Bo family will be lost!

When Su Jinlin saw this, his heart instantly turned to ashes.

It's over, it's over!

He knew that this little madman wanted something bad, and the two people who couldn't be provoked were all beaten by her!

Bo Yijue was directly mad by this slap, and glared at Murong Xuxu viciously with a gloomy face, and formed an encirclement with Huo Xiao on Murong Xuxu left and right.

War, on the verge of breaking out!

"Stop!"

When the mountain rain was about to come, Bo Qing, who had seen enough of the play, finally spoke out.