"Hey! What did you just call me? In the face of the vicious thugs who were walking towards her, she stepped back in small steps without changing her face, and opened the bag in her hand with a relaxed expression.

"Stinky! Lao Tzu not only scolded you, but the brothers have to kill you tonight! As soon as the words fell, the big man who spoke rushed towards her fiercely with an iron rod in his hand.

Yiyan dodged sideways, and at the same time threw a green particle casually!

What? Got a hidden weapon? Dahan decisively dodged to the side, raised his hand and pinched the green particles thrown away, and looked down-

Belch? It's just a light green piece of gum?!

"Your mouth stinks, it's time to chew gum to freshen your breath!" Laugh at the mischief.

“MD！ Stinky! You dare to humiliate Lao Tzu! Look how Lao Tzu kills you! The big man angrily shook off the gum in his hand, picked up the big iron rod and swore in the direction of Yiyan's head.

At this moment, Zhou Weiwei, who was idle, suddenly swept her flying leg in the air, directly kicked the iron rod in the big man's hand and flew out, and threw the big man over her shoulder on the concrete floor, and stepped on the soft belly of the big man with her feet......

I'm stepping on it! I'm stepping on it! I stomp on it!

"Ah...... Help......" The big man wailed in pain!

But Zhou Weiwei didn't feel like she had stepped on it here, but she was worried that stepping on it again would cause death, so she kicked away the big man who was grinning in pain, raised her head, and hooked her fingers at the group of thugs behind the big man very angrily, and shouted provocatively: "Come on!" If you have the ability, go together! If you're too weak, give it to my aunt and grandmother now! Otherwise, don't blame my aunt and grandmother, I bullied the weak! ”

After speaking, Zhou Weiwei suddenly put on a Bruce Lee signature move, shouted "I'll fight~" and rushed up like chicken blood......

To study the forehead! It's a headache for her to have a friend who loves to fight so much! Also, in order to ensure her own safety, she resolutely took several large steps back, so as not to be accidentally injured by these people who were beating around.

This time, it was replaced by Miss Zhou Weiwei VS fifteen macho thugs!

With the study of her lips, Zhou Weiwei's skills are really getting cleaner and neater, and she can still ensure that the fighting posture is so beautiful and handsome against so many thug men! And as far as the current situation is concerned, Zhou Weiwei is so powerful alone, if Zhou Weiwei and her brothers are also present, then the fate of these thugs in front of them may be a little miserable......

As the saying goes, Cao Cao Cao arrived!

Unexpectedly, as soon as she thought of Weiwei's brothers who were more good at fighting, a group of big boys dressed in neat taekwondo uniforms and black belts suddenly appeared in the afterglow.

"Senior sister! Here we go! ”

The enthusiastic Sichuan dialect sounded in unison, and I saw the eight brothers lined up, standing in front of Yiyan with a carefree attitude, that jiashi, that aura, wow! Handsome!

Yiyan hurriedly held his breath - the wonderful fight scene is about to be staged O(∩_∩)O~!

I saw that all the brothers looked at Zhou Weiwei in the bitter battle with blazing eyes, and two or three of them exchanged ears, as if they were doing jishu analysis of Zhou Weiwei's duel against the 15 thugs, and then, they suddenly stopped talking, and then, I saw them raise their arms very neatly, enthusiastically, and rhythmically......

Roared!

"Senior sister rises! Let's all tie it up for you! (Tie up: the meaning of support, Sichuan dialect.) ）……”

No way...... They're just here to cheer?!

"Do it again!" The elder brother proposed.

"Roar~! Roar~! Senior sister rises! Let's all tie it up for you! ……”

The corners of Yiyan's mouth twitched, and countless black lines hung on his forehead instantly! Feed! That's okay, huh?!

"Hey, little sister Yiyan, are you okay?" The chubby second senior brother asked Yiyan with a smile in a Sichuan accent.

Yiyan coughed loudly, "You are all here, let's go up and flatten them together, so that Weiwei can finish work early, let's all go to have supper!" ”

Hearing this, the chubby second senior brother grinned, and when his saliva flowed halfway, he immediately rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Oops! Little sister of Yiyan, you want to have a supper...... Come on, brothers, hurry up! The sooner we clean up these grandchildren, we can go to supper early! ”

(￣▽￣”)……

By the time Qin Yue and his party arrived at the scene of the incident, Yiyan and Zhou Weiwei had already left after work, leaving behind more than a dozen gangsters who had been torn apart, beaten beyond recognition, lying on the ground wailing or dying.

Dongfang Yi looked at such a scene, and his voice couldn't help but tremble: "My little sister, what does she want to do?" Don't...... She's going to be black-colored-going to be a big sister?! ”

Qin Yue indifferently swept over the gangsters lying on the ground and smiled, "It seems that that girl has a lot of helpers here!" As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look at Dongfang Yi, "Dongfang, you said that girl had amnesia, but she ran away from us just now, could it be that she was suspicious of us?" ”

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible! I'm her brother! How could she not trust me? Dongfang Yi retorted loudly, and then analyzed with confidence, "I think, it is very likely that it is because of Zhou Weiwei, who was killed halfway, my little sister must have gone to that Zhou Weiwei's house now, Yue, you wait a minute, I will immediately go to Zhou's house to find my little sister!" ”

Anyway, his little sister has lived in City C for so many years, and now she is going to her classmate Zhou Weiwei, and she can't starve to death for a while, who knows that he was just about to drive away, but he was stopped by Qin Yue.

"Don't worry, Dongfang, I want to get her completely while she has amnesia, so the next step is to clear the helpers around that girl first," Qin Yue put his hand on Dongfang Yi's shoulder, his eyes full of playfulness, "It's up to you to do this." ”

"......" weishenme is him again? Dongfang Yi burst into tears, he felt that sooner or later he would be played to death by these two demons! ~~~~(>_