Su Bao walked slowly around the campus in a bloody skirt.

With his face paralyzed, he looked down at his white and tender fleshy hands from time to time, as if he was looking at something new......

The corners of his lips finally showed a vague smile.

It's back!

Be careful!

Those who have done wrongful deeds will be punished!

……

"Classmates in front, you stop!"

In September, Hancheng is sweltering.

It was also tonight, and the wind was very cool.

That's why Mo Yan came out of the instructor's dormitory to breathe, and as a result, he saw the girl in front of him coldly, and there seemed to be a large amount of blood on her skirt!

His instincts tell him that things are never easy!

Then rushed over quickly!

Su Bao turned around in a white dress, and saw a tall man who was about 1.9 meters tall and wearing a camouflage uniform coming towards him.

Mo Yan's face is stiff and handsome, his facial features are clearly contoured, and his eyes are like eagle falcons, which directly hits people's hearts and is imposing!

After all, he is an officer of the Kyoto General Military Region, and the head of the seven major families in Kyoto, who is from the Mo family. Both genes and abilities are top-notch! Coupled with the young man joining the army, his whole body exudes a bloody atmosphere of Jin Ge Iron Horse!

Su Bao turned around calmly.

Mo Yan looked at it......

The little girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old and should be a student at the Hancheng Film Academy.

So the murderous aura was slightly restrained, but the tone of questioning was still extremely cold and hard, "Why is there blood on the body?" ”

Traveling at night, there was blood on his body.

The soldier's intuition made Mo Yan feel that it was not simple.

Su Bao didn't want to cause trouble, so he was still a small facial paralysis just now, and in the blink of an eye, he blinked his round apricot eyes and asked very innocently, "Do I have blood on my body, brother?" ”

If the other party doesn't want to cause trouble and says no, then everything will be fine.

If the other person wants to cause trouble......

Su Bao was eager to try.

The ink flame was as black as ink, and his brows were furrowed.

There are obviously large blood stains, and you dare to open your eyes and say nonsense to ask him?!

Who gave the guts!?

"Tell the truth! Hurriedly! Mo Yan's patience was limited, and his voice was cold and ruthless.

Oh, it looks like the other party is trying to cause trouble!

After realizing this, the smile on Su Baoyuan's round face instantly retracted, and his face changed quite quickly!

The amber cat's pupils also began to become dark, as if they had changed their temperament!

Before Mo Yan could react, he suddenly moved and attacked him!

What a person Ink Flame is!

The instructor of the Tiger and Wolf Division of the Kyoto General Military Region, if he wants to sneak attack him, he is simply asking for his own death!

"Look for death!" Mo Yan scolded angrily.

grabbed Su Bao's arm easily, and the arm that had just been shattered didn't seem to be firm after being repaired......

"Click-" sounded, as if it broke again.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment.

His strength is properly controlled, it shouldn't be possible to directly twist someone's arm!

It was in this stunned kung fu that Su Bao directly slashed at the back of Mo Yan's neck with his other hand, knocking the person unconscious!

Another "click-"

emmm……

When he hit someone, he used too much force, and he broke his other arm.

The two arms hung down at his side, limp.

Su Bao's face was paralyzed and he frowned.

Standing in place, followed by a few "clicks", the two arms automatically returned to their original shape.

The big black crow standing on her shoulder reminded in a friendly way: "You are now occupying a very good body, and beating people is detrimental to yin morality." ”

Su Bao kicked Mo Yan with a cold face, "If it's so light, will it also damage Yin Virtue?" ”

The big black crow nodded, "Of course!" ”

After thinking about it carefully, Su Bao simply kicked Mo Yan in the waist.

Anyway, it's all detrimental to yin morality, so it's better to kick it harder.

After all, she hates being yelled at her.

Big Rook: "......"