Chapter 4: Not a Waste (2)
I couldn't wait to take off the last layer of clothes, but I suddenly met Mo Fanyan's dark and deep eyes.
For a moment, the cold hair stood up!
"What's wrong?" A big man next to him rolled his throat and couldn't help urging.
I'm halfway through this dress, why did I stop?
"Ah——!!!h
However, he was answered with a scream like a pig.
Mo Fanyan's hands and feet were nimble, his body was fast, his petite figure rushed forward suddenly, his right hand flipped quickly, and when he heard a click, the big man was like a dead pig, lying on the ground motionless.
The cold wind blows, and the cold is pressing.
Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at Mo Fanyan in disbelief.
Isn't it waste?
Isn't there nothing to fight back?
But in the last second, this Mo Fanyan, who looked extremely weak, killed a sturdy man empty-handed!
You know, that's a three-star martial artist!
Under the clear moonlight, Mo Fanyan's face was flushed, but his dark eyes flashed with a chill to the bone.
Memories flooded into his mind like a tide, Mo Fanyan lowered his head, looked at his almost half-naked body with a dark face, and his anger was like a surging tsunami, hitting his heart wave after wave.
"You're trying to rape me?"
A mocking sneer erupted at the corner of his mouth, and Mo Fanyan asked lightly as he faced the remaining four burly men.
No one answered, or didn't dare to answer at all!
The momentum of this Miss Mo San in front of her is completely different from before!
It's still the same shocking face, but there's something more.
Especially the sharpness and chill in the eyes, which makes people shudder!
"Miss Mo San, uh, you misunderstood......"
"Misunderstanding?"
The dark eyes glanced at the big man deeply, and in the next second, Mo Fanyan moved.
Before Dahan could react, he only felt that the knee socket on his right side was kicked violently, and before he could exclaim, he knelt on the ground.
With this kick, Mo Fanyan used up ten percent of his strength.
Rao is that she is only a fifteen-year-old girl now, and it is enough for him to not stand up in his life!
"You're unexpected!"
Dahan's eyes widened, and the pain in his knees made him break out in a cold sweat.
In addition to anger, he was actually more shocked in his heart, as a three-star martial artist, he didn't even see Mo Fanyan's movement track just now!
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just reciprocating courtesy."
Mo Fanyan hooked his lips elegantly, swept his cold gaze over the big man, and then set his eyes on the remaining three.
"What are you waiting for! Let's go together! ”
One of the big men roared, a pair of brass bell-like eyes with a hint of anger.
He still doesn't believe it, these warriors are still afraid that they won't be able to beat this yellow-haired girl!
"Let's go together? It's a sensible choice. Mo Fanyan hooked his lips coldly and glanced at the three people around him mockingly, "However, it is also the choice of the weak." ”
In the quiet forest, the screams came one after another, startling a group of forest birds that were sleeping at night.
In just ten seconds, the night fell silent again.
Mo Fanyan stood under the moonlight, a proud sneer on his beautiful face, and a glittering cold light flashed in his dark and deep eyes.
The only big man who was still breathing was staring wide-eyed, and he looked at the stunning girl in front of him in horror, and he could no longer have any obscene/filthy thoughts.
She's not human!
She's the Shura of hell at all!
The third lady of the Zhenguo General's Mansion is not a waste at all!