Chapter 47: It's Him 1
"Shengsheng!" Wen Xuetong's anxious tears burst out of her eyes, and she was at a loss.
Everyone couldn't bear to look at it, for fear of seeing the pitiful appearance of this weak little girl being knocked to the ground.
Indifferently staring at the slap that he swung at him like a fan, Qiao Sheng sneered.
No one could see how Qiao Sheng moved, her steps turned quickly, and with a slight bend, Ma San's palm swept along the top of her head, just as she dodged it perfectly, and failed to hurt a single hair of her hair.
Ma San's sinister smile stiffened on his lips, and his face was incredulous.
How could it be that it was actually avoided?
looked at Qiao Sheng in surprise, and Ma San met her with mocking eyes.
Qiao Sheng's contempt from the bottom of his heart made Ma San's self-esteem stimulated fiercely, and anger arose from his heart!
"Dead girl, you are looking for death!" Ma San shouted angrily, clenched the iron fist, and smashed it heavily on Qiao Sheng's chest.
Before Wen Xuetong and Fat Ball could recover from the shock of Qiao Sheng's dodging of the slap, they saw Ma San's more merciless punch smashing into Qiao Sheng's thin body.
Listening to Wen Xuetong's panicked screams, Qiao Sheng's little face was gloomy and full of disdain.
Ma San's strength, dare to be presumptuous in front of her?
Fighting with zombies in her previous life, Qiao Sheng never had a moment of relaxation, and in that tense last world, she could live proudly alone, let alone now.
A ruffian hooligan, since he dares to attack her, then this hand of his, let's stay!
No one noticed the murderous light in Qiao Sheng's eyes, and no one noticed that Qiao Sheng's small hand in his sleeve flipped slightly, holding the military dagger that had been hidden in his sleeve.
Everyone held their breath and looked at it in shock, all thinking that Qiao Sheng would definitely die!
At this moment, a figure came with the wind, pulled Qiao Sheng, lifted her petite body, and hugged her into his arms.
The familiar aura swept in, making Qiao Sheng's originally tense body relax the moment he noticed the arrival.
The edge of his eyes melted like an iceberg, and disappeared in an instant, Qiao Sheng looked at the man who was holding him steadily in surprise, and shouted sweetly, "Uncle, it's you!" ”
Everyone only felt that a black shadow flashed, and Xiao Zhan appeared in place like a ghost!
Dressed in black, he was unruly and rampant, and the starry eyes behind Xiao Zhan's mask burst into monstrous anger, narrowing dangerously at this moment.
"Who are you? I warn you, be less nosy! Ma San felt that Xiao Zhan's aura was pressing, and he was on guard for a while.
The strange man in front of them was wearing a mask, and everyone could not see his face, only that he was wild and uninhibited, making them feel as if they were choked by the throat, and it became difficult for them to breathe.
Everyone thought Xiao Zhan was terrible, but Qiao Sheng hugged the neck of the man in front of him.
I don't know why the man is here, Qiao Sheng is now full of joy, and the only thing left is joy.
She was about to see him when he appeared.
Xiao Zhan couldn't see Qiao Sheng's eyes full of joy, and when he saw this little thing hugging his neck, he thought she was frightened.
The petite and thin body is leaning on him softly and obediently at the moment, so helpless.
Xiao Zhan felt as if he had been stung in his heart, and there was a slight tingling pain, which made him hug Qiao Sheng's hand tightly.
Seeing that Xiao Zhan ignored him, Ma San clenched his fists like thunder, "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu will fight with you today!" ”
Xiao Zhan raised his eyes coldly, Ruyu's palm reached out, and he coldly pinched Ma San's wrist.