"Phew, that's a dog thing." Liang Tao spat disdainfully.

I thought that the frivolous man would know each other and leave, but who knew that he would bring someone to block it.

Listening to Hua Mucai talk about his disgusting set in the cold drink shop, he was already indignant.

Now that he is here, it is just a good time to teach him a lesson, let him remember it for a long time, and the anger in his heart has been burning.

The leader stepped forward and pointed to He Yi'an arrogantly, "It's you again, what's the matter?" Didn't you learn enough last time? ”

He Yi'an glanced at him coldly, his dark pupils closed slightly, and the coolness at the bottom of his eyes was like the cold ice in the ice cave.

He took a deep breath of cigarette, and exhaled a halo again, the smoke lingered on his face, and he couldn't see his emotions for a while, but Xia Yu behind him caught the trace of killing intent.

She was slightly stunned, and couldn't help clenching her fists, it seemed that she had ignored this person that night.

When Jiang Yuan and Liang Tao heard this, they couldn't help but be angry, they all remembered the injured He Yi'an, it was their gang, if He Yi'an hadn't let him before, they would have cleaned it up a long time ago.

He Yi'an was left alone that night, he was stopped and injured, and he felt guilty and uneasy.

Today is just right, then the new account and the old account will be counted together.

He Yi'an didn't make a sound, just smoked quietly, lazy and leisurely, not affected by the people in front of him at all.

When the leader Huang Curly saw He Yi'an, he didn't take him seriously, and there was a sign of anger on his face.

He waved the iron rod in his hand, put it against He Yi'an's chest, and shouted, "I heard that you stopped my brother's horse today?" ”

"Fuck your sister, who is her horse, it's he who has a crush on someone, and he is shameless when he is rejected." Jiang Yuan couldn't help but scold, anger reflected on his face, and his neck turned red with annoyance.

No matter what happened today or He Yi'an's, they were angry.

"Heh, so what, my brother has his eye on him, why do you interfere." Huang Curly sneered, and waved the iron rod at Jiang Yuan fiercely.

"I'll fuck you paralyzed!" Jiang Yuan was about to step forward to fight as he spoke, but He Yi'an stopped him with his hand and made a look.

Jiang Yuan reluctantly stepped back, only glaring at the yellow curly hair angrily.

The two sides drew their swords with their crossbows.

"There must also be a rule on the road, I didn't touch him, I didn't scold him, what kind of thing is this? Think we're bullies? He Yi'an raised his eyelids lightly and spit out a sentence slowly.

The whole body is lazy, but the dark light in the eyes is looming.

"What rules do you care about now, it's not right to rob him of a horse, apologize." Huang Curly moved his wrist, meaning to do it if he didn't apologize!

He Yi'an extinguished the cigarette, threw it in the corner, put one hand in his pocket, changed his standing posture, and glanced at the yellow curly hair.

The yellow curly hair was hairy, and a cold air rose from his feet to his head, and he stiffened, seeing that He Yi'an had no intention of apologizing.

Suddenly saw Xia Yu standing behind He Yi'an, delicate and beautiful, his skin was white and tender, he spitted, rubbed his hands, and said with a lewd smile: "Or, if you let me play with the beautiful woman in the back, we will let you go?" ”

He Yi'an's eyes flashed with ice, with a little ruthlessness, his hand was slightly stiff, and he couldn't help clenching his fists, but he put it down calmly.

He was waiting, waiting for the yellow curly to do it.

Seeing that He Yi'an was indifferent, Huang Curly Mao stood up straight, Fang Cai's casualness dissipated with the wind, and the coldness on his body became even worse.

As if he didn't notice, he forgot the purpose of coming here for a while, and cast a disgusting glance at Xia Yu.

Since He Yi'an refused, he could only do it.

He waved his hand behind him, and many people rushed up.

Huang Curly Hair waved at He Yi'an with an iron rod, and there was an evil smile in his mouth.

He Yi'an turned sideways slightly, reached out and grabbed his wrist, backhanded, clicked, the yellow curly hair groaned in pain, and his face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

The people he brought immediately stopped, and Jiang Yuan and Liang Tao took advantage of their surprise and grabbed their collars and beat them violently.

There was a scuffle.

The yellow curly hair was kicked on the trunk of the tree by He Yi'an, as if a gust of wind was blowing in his ears, and the fist immediately fell on his face, with a painful sound, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He Yi'an pressed his elbow around his neck, and he was forced to raise his head, his skin and face were swollen, and he was embarrassed.

"I didn't do it just now because people don't offend me, I don't offend people. I thought I had made it clear enough to tell you that there should be rules in the Tao. He Yi'an's dark pupils were glowing with bloodthirsty ruthlessness, and his cold words struck at the yellow curly hair.

Thinking of the idea that he still wanted to fight Xia Yu, the ruthlessness on his face became even worse.

He moved his elbow again, the yellow curly hair shivered in pain, and the cold hit his body even more, tightening his body and clenching his teeth.

There was no begging for mercy on his lips, and his eyes kept glaring at He Yi'an viciously.

The girl's laughter sounded in his ears, and he looked up, and saw the girl walking towards him, she was full of coldness, and her eyes seemed to be quenched knives, and she was delaying him little by little.

Yellow Curly seemed to see the demonic spirit floating behind her, his eyes widened in fear, and he stepped back, but his body was against the trunk of the tree, unable to move at all.

"I'll come." Xia Yu approached He Yi'an's ear and said softly, his voice was cold and cold.

He Yi'an glanced at her, then looked at the yellow curly hair, and made sure that he couldn't backhand now, so he slowly let go.

He took a few steps back, leaning casually against another tree, not far away.

With a faint expression, he watched Xia Yu walk towards Huang Curly Hair step by step, with a coldness that could not be ignored.

He thought of her that night, like a poppy flower shining in the backlight, amazingly beautiful, yet cold.

The cold temperament is like a winter plum blooming in the snow, tough and confident.

It's charming, it's fascinating.

The same is true now.

He Yi'an only felt that his mouth was a little dry, and the complicated emotions were hot from his heart, burning his heart.

He couldn't help but take out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, moved eagerly, put the cigarette to his mouth, just lit it, took a deep breath, and after spitting out the smoke ring, he felt that those emotions dissipated a lot.

Xia Yu looked down at the yellow curly hair condescendingly, his eyes were like owls, like the coldness of the Demon Brake.

Yellow Curly Hair shrank down and looked at her with a little fear, the chill couldn't help but make him want to escape.

Xia Yu sensed his intentions and stepped on his stomach, fierce and fierce.

The yellow curly dodged, but the foot landed in the middle with great accuracy, and a cramping sensation welled up in his stomach, and he groaned "ah" in pain.

Xia Yu leaned down and pinched his chin, his face full of color.

But she clenched her fists and slammed into him again, the blood in his mouth spilling even more.

Even then, it still didn't dissipate the anger in her heart, and those who dared to touch her were simply looking for death! A sinister fierceness flashed in her eyes.

Before Huang Curly could react, another blow to his abdomen seemed to shatter his ribs.

"Don't ...... Don't fight, don't fight, auntie! Huang Curly couldn't help but beg for mercy, if he continued to fight like this, he might not be able to go back.

He was in a mess, with a few footprints on his white T, some large and small, and it was easy to tell whose feet it was.

"Don't mess with my people, or I'll let you crawl back." Xia Yu half-squatted down, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and said with a sneer.

He was lucky not to be picked up that day.

Tonight, I just came to the door by myself, heh, this is looking for my own death.

Xia Yu looked down at him condescendingly, like a queen's domineering and bloodthirsty, full of ruthlessness in her bones.

Huang Curly was half lying on the ground, touching the coldness, and his body couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing this, Xia Yu leaned down slightly and whispered something in his ear, so light that it was hard to hear.

But Huang Curly could hear it clearly, his eyes widened, he looked at her in horror, and pointed at her in disbelief.

A grim smile rose at the corner of Xia Yu's mouth, and he got up, leaving him with a sharp and neat back, I am afraid that he will not forget tonight's events in the future.

I still have lingering palpitations at that vicious and ferocious aura.

He Yi'an smoked a cigarette leisurely, her eyes glanced at Xia Yu intentionally or unintentionally, her inky hair sprinkled on her back, it looked very soft, and the touch should be very soft.

There is a sense of disobedience with her temperament at this time, but it doesn't seem to be, cold and glamorous beauty, I guess that's it.

The breeze blew her broken hair, and the long strands of hair flicked slightly, revealing a white and delicate swan neck, which became even whiter.

In the dark night, it seemed to exude a seductive atmosphere, and He Yi'an unconsciously looked away.

Licked the corners of his mouth, dry.

Complex emotions rolled again, the pitch-black pupils closed slightly, and the cyan under the eyelids was clearly visible in the light.

He lifted his hand lightly, put the cigarette to his mouth again, and spat out a perfect eye circle that lingered in the air.

Shrouded his entire handsome face in smoke, as if covering him with a thin veil.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a figure standing in front of him at some point, looking at him with a smile.

The eyebrows and eyes smiled slightly, the eyes were full of bright light, and the tails of the eyes were slightly upturned, with a little seductive charm.

She snatched the cigarette from his hand and reached out to prop it on the trunk of the tree, she tilted her head slightly, and approached He Yi'an's face, nose to nose, only a fraction of a distance away.

The corners of Xia Yu's lips hooked slightly, put the cigarette in his mouth, paused for a few seconds, and noticed He Yi'an move his throat slightly, and then took it away.

He Yi'an didn't immediately spit out the smoke ring, looked at her eyes, and for a while, a faint smoke overflowed from her mouth.

Sexy and lazy.

Xia Yu's heart shook a few times, tumbling with all kinds of emotions, and she restrained the imperceptible impulse.

The smell of tobacco fills the tip of the nose, and the taste is light but not strong.

She came a little closer, and at this moment, the strong smell of tobacco was mixed with the masculine and good smell.

kept stirring in her heart, tickling her heart.

He Yi'an indulged the palpitations and let her, his eyes were half-squinted, his expression was light, and a touch of emotion was rolling in his dark eyes, but it was soon hidden at the bottom.

It's like a stone falling into the lake water inadvertently, and the slight ripples are fleeting.