The boy knelt on the ground with his head in his hands and screamed heartbreakingly.

An Xiaoba, who was dressed in black and black pants, stood in front of him coldly, raised his foot and kicked it again, and the boy's body fell to the ground with a bang.

The 6th class of the third year of high school was panicked and angry, and they glared at An Jingxuan fiercely one by one: "An dog, I will ...... you."

"Ah......h

An Jingxuan rushed up and raised his hand to pass over another beer bottle.

This time the scene was even more chaotic, and the two sides began to move things and smash each other.

In such a chaotic situation, Tang Zhengyang kept his senses, called out, and when he hung up the phone, his eyes flashed with cruelty and ferocity: An Gou will not die today, Lao Tzu will have your surname!

An Jingxuan is alone, agile, cold and cool, completely like a social brother, dark and cold, and fights with the group of cubs in Class 6 of the third year of high school.

Li Ji'an: They can only be auxiliary foils.

The scene is already messed up, but everyone can still see the situation clearly, An Jingxuan is really easy to beat five people by himself.

Dry rack! Who can compare to Brother Xuan, who is so comical that he flies?

When Brother Xuan was the school bully, you were still in your mother's womb thinking about how to climb out.

In less than five minutes, the cubs of Class 6 of the third year of high school were covered in injuries one by one, lying on the ground in embarrassment and screaming bitterly.

An Jingxuan looked at Tang Zhengyang, who was standing unharmed.

The arrogant and arrogant black eyes were dark and cold like a dark cloud of depression before the coming storm.

"Angou, are you quite capable of fighting, look over there......"

Li Ji'an and the four of them immediately shifted their eyes to the direction Tang Zhengyang said, and saw a majestic tattooed man with no clothes on his upper body and a pair of colorful beach pants on his lower body, with more than 20 brothers, walking towards this side with a menacing attitude.

Tang Zhengyang's handsome face smiled warmly and ruthlessly.

What he wants is that An Jingxuan dies!

There was a fight in the bar, and it was An Jingxuan who did it first, even if he was killed now, it would be fine.

Having said, who is that tattooed man? Who is it? He is the black-social-boss of the imperial capital, Brother Snake, and he has never been afraid of anyone.

"Huh."

An Jingxuan glanced at Brother Snake lightly.

"I heard you were injured some time ago trying to protect that little slut? Hehe...... An Jingxuan, what kind of woman do you want, why do you have to be that little fool! ”

Tang Zhengyang humiliated Chu Yutong word by word.

It's not good!

An Jingxuan strode towards Tang Zhengyang before Brother Snake and them came over, this dick, his mouth dared to be happy, when he saw An Jingxuan coming, he was so frightened that he turned around and was about to run, An Jingxuan sped up his pace and rushed over.

I don't care about you!

Punch it hard.

Yes...... Bang.

Tang Zhengyang's body was carried out by a strong bully, and he fell a nearby round table, and the wine bottles on the table were swept to the ground with a clatter.

Before Li Ji'an and the others rushed up to help, they naturally called An Jingxuan's exclusive bodyguard.

"Ann Dog...... You and ...... him"

Mom hasn't exploded yet.

An Jingxuan stepped on his mouth, condescending, his cold gaze was like looking at a dead person, full of murderous and bloody darkness.

The clear voice was magnetic and domineering after being depressed: "Tang dog." …… Your whole family, all dogs! ”

Those who dare to scold Lao Tzu, the last grave grass is as tall as Tang Zhengyang.

Tang Zhengyang was humiliated to death,......

I've heard the legend of An Jingxuan! However, in the past few years in the Imperial Capital 2, An Jingxuan has been quite peaceful, and fighting and brawling are just legends.

It was a great honor for him to make this legend a reality.

Ann dog, you're!