Chapter 90: Putting the Target on Yu Shulan [2 more]

"What are you still doing in a daze, come and help me!" Jiang Jingrong ordered Yu Sheng, her face was so angry that she was about to twist.

The corners of Yu Sheng's lips raised a wicked smile, "Okay, I'll help you." โ€

Help her make her skirt rip faster.

Seeing that she was willing to help, Jiang Jingrong breathed a sigh of relief.

However, in the next second, a wild cat jumped out of nowhere and pounced on her.

"Ahhh

Jiang Jingrong wanted to shake off the wild cat, so she kept shaking her body.

The funny thing is that the wild cat was not thrown off, and the skirt tore faster, and suddenly cracked to the hips, and the whole back was cold.

There are more and more onlookers.

Mother Jiang was about to go crazy, "Whose dead wild cat hurry up and get rid of it, Rong Rong who hurt me, I want you to look good!" โ€

She clenched her crotch and moved her feet to help chase the cat.

"You little slut, come and help out!" Seeing Yu Sheng standing on the side watching the play, Jiang's mother screamed.

Yu Sheng felt that there must be something wrong with the brains of these two mothers and daughters.

Otherwise, how can you have the face to ask yourself for help?

The wild cat got off Jiang Jingrong's body, but grabbed her skirt with its claws.

With such a grab, the skirt completely cracked.

The uncovered back, the red bottoms, and the two white legs shook the man's eyes straight.

Jiang Jingrong simply lay on the ground and screamed in collapse, "You are not allowed to look at anything!" Get out of the way for me, haven't you seen a woman's body one by one? Sick? Get out! โ€

Jiang's mother was so stimulated by this scene that she almost fainted.

How could you find out about this kind of thing!

"Rongrong, wait a minute, Mom will go get you clothes." As she spoke, she clutched her crotch and trotted to the clothing store opposite.

Before she arrived at the store, her pants were torn, and a pair of flower pants was particularly eye-catching, and there was a burst of laughter around her.

Yu Sheng hooked his lips and looked at Jiang Jingrong, who was lying on the ground in a terrible state.

She said quietly: "The skirt is so beautiful, it really suits you." โ€

"You-" Jiang Jingrong glared at her viciously, her eyes full of poison, "Damn Yu Sheng, you remember me!" โ€

"Of course, such an interesting thing I will remember for the rest of my life!" Yu Sheng finished with a smile and turned to leave.

Looking at her slender and straight back, Jiang Jingrong really wanted to rush up to her and kill her.

Why is Yu Sheng wearing tatters, but he is still so temperamental?

looked sideways at the door of the clothing store opposite, and saw them walking in the direction of Yu Sheng, and his heart was not so angry.

Wait for Yu Sheng, soon you will experience the feeling that life is worse than death!

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Knowing that someone wanted to follow him, Yu Sheng specially chose a path where no one was.

A few thugs cautiously followed her.

Seeing that the gangsters hadn't rushed up yet, Yu Sheng was a little impatient and turned around.

Several people couldn't dodge, and they all froze in place.

Yu Sheng suddenly laughed and muttered, "Why do you look like you're playing one, two, three wooden people?" โ€

The thugs looked at each other, hesitating whether to rush up and beat the little girl right now.

"I've long found out that your skills are too good." Yu Sheng crossed his arms around his chest and spoke slowly.

"How did you find out?" The smallest thug in it asked suspiciously.

Yu Sheng raised his index finger and tapped the position of his temple, "Master, I'm smart." โ€

Another bald tall man touched his bare head and snorted, "You little girl still dare to call yourself master?" This year, the bald man let you know what it is! โ€

"Okay, are you going to be beaten one by one, or are you going to be beaten together?" Yu Sheng twisted his head, and his tone was particularly arrogant.

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