"I'll go, where did this local tyrant pop up?"

Seeing the sunglasses woman's dress, Luo Xiaohu was dumbfounded.

The top is a palm-sized openwork hook flower strap, set with pink diamonds.

Although the diamonds are not large, estimated at sixty or seventy points, they are as numerous as cow's hair, densely packed.

Between the hollowed outs, a black plump silhouette can be seen looming.

With his breath trembling slightly, a charming wave rippled, as if he was about to break out.

The bottom is a small black ultra-short leather skirt, and the black silk tightly wraps the slender long legs.

The skirt was too short, and it could barely wrap around the round buttocks, but fortunately she was wearing black silk.

Stepping on the black hating sky, it is estimated that it is seventeen or eighteen centimeters, which looks even more upright.

One word: Sao!

Two words: Sao Bao!

From the ends of her hair to the tips of her toes, she is full of erosive waves, like a resentful woman who has been empty for a long time.

"Male, break the limbs first, and the female will be caught back, Ah Kun will be able to play for several months."

The woman in sunglasses gestured: "If you hand over the Big Mac, you can spare him a cheap life." ”

"Yes!"

Half of the black-clothed people rushed over with the tide, surrounding Luo Xiaohu and the others.

"Brother, people are popular, there are really a lot of right and wrong."

Zhao Liying clenched her small fists, her chest rose and fell violently, and she vowed to become a martial artist.

In the future, if you encounter this kind of bloody thing, you don't need Luo Xiaohu's protection.

Not to mention protecting him, if you can fight side by side with him, it will definitely be very cool.

"As the old saying goes, wealth is not exposed, once it is exposed, it will really invite disaster and annoyance!"

Luo Xiaohu glanced at it lightly and found that these people were all fourth-grade martial artists: "Local tyrants." ”

With dozens of fourth-grade martial artists as followers, plus that sentence of Ah Kun and her hatred.

It is almost certain that the identity of this woman is Yang Kun's sister, one of the women of the King of the Southwest.

From this point of view, this woman should be quite favored.

It's just that he hasn't been "full" and has been in a state of "hunger", and it is estimated that the king of the southwest is too busy.

Just like the emperors of ancient times, there were too many women, and it was impossible for everyone to live a "happy" life.

Thanks to the grace of God, some of them have big fish and meat every day, but there are very few of them, and it is estimated that there are only two or three.

If you are not favored, I am afraid that it is a porridge and side dish, and you can only play a "tooth sacrifice" once in ten days and a half months.

"Brother, don't be emotional, these people seem to be very powerful, thirty-two, can they withstand it?"

Feeling the cold and murderous aura on the man in black, Zhao Liying shivered and leaned closely.

"Don't top, the noble man is here."

Luo Xiaohu pointed to the black phantom that was galloping over, as well as a few Maybachs behind him.

"Brother, did she send someone to keep an eye on us? As soon as she got out of the hotel, she came over. ”

Seeing the license plate clearly, Zhao Liying had a black line on her forehead: "This point is too accurate, God calculates." ”

"Don't forget, she is Sister Hong, if the hotel has no eyeliner, it will be abnormal."

A cold light flashed in Luo Xiaohu's eyes, and he finally understood the importance of power.

If you want to be strong and become a hegemon, you must have your own team.

One person alone, no matter how strong he is, will not be able to make the climate.

Just talking about the team, Sister Hong is weak, and other people's followers are all phantoms.

As the top boss in the provincial capital, she is also a phantom in such a big formation.

Sister Hong doesn't have many bodyguards, only twenty-four.

After getting out of the car, he surrounded the woman in sunglasses and her attendants in a fan-shaped manner.

Sister Hong was wearing blue bandeau wide-leg pants, revealing a large area of pink skin.

Deep and long ravines, looming, intriguing.

Stepping on the simple silver sandals, when I got out of the car, I kept shaking.

His eyes were like electricity, domineering and leaking, and he didn't look at the man in black in front of him at all.

looked at the woman in sunglasses coldly: "Yang Ying, Xiaohu is my brother, you draw a line, I will continue." ”

"This woman, it's really deep, this sentence binds you and her together, scheming!"

Zhao Liying snorted angrily: "Brother, you can't wash it away if you jump into the Yellow River, this slut." ”

"If you can't wash it, you won't wash it."

Luo Xiaohu couldn't cry or laugh, and patted the girl's little hand: "She is cheap, but she is superficial." ”

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Liying was a little confused.

"I don't know much, I'll tell you later."

Regarding Sister Hong's identity, Luo Xiaohu is just guessing, and there is no need to let Zhao Liying know.

"Sister Hong, you should know about the gymnasium."

The woman in sunglasses, that is, Yang Kun's sister Yang Ying, had slightly distorted cheeks.

took off his sunglasses: "This kid humiliates Ah Kun, that is, humiliates me, and the king of my family." ”

"Yang Ying, don't talk about your king."

Sister Hong's face was slightly gloomy: "I am willing to gamble and lose, if I can't afford to lose, don't come out and pretend to be forced." ”

"Sister Hong, this is what you said, if there is an accident in the future, you can only consider yourself unlucky."

Yang Ying glared at Luo Xiaohu coldly: "Boy, unless you hide in your skirt forever." ”

"Sister Hong, thank you!"

Luo Xiaohu pulled Zhao Liying and walked over, and smelled a familiar smell on Yang Ying.

His eyes were cold, and he stared at the other party's eyes: "You seem to owe an apology." ”

"Sister Hong, there seems to be something wrong with your vision, beware of humiliating yourself."

Yang Ying didn't look at Luo Xiaohu at all: "What are you?" Want me to apologize. ”

"It's not me, it's Xiao Ying'er."

Luo Xiaohu let go of Zhao Liying and glanced at Sister Hong: "Take care of her." ”

"Don't worry!"

Sister Hong was stunned, and a trace of inexplicable loss welled up in her heart, and she was a little jealous.

I really didn't expect Luo Xiaohu to be so good to Zhao Liying,

For the sake of a sentence, he insisted that Yang Ying apologize, and if he didn't agree with him, he would be rude.

"Sister Hong, it's not that I don't give face, it's that this kid is looking for death by himself."

Yang Ying's eyes were full of cold and murderous aura, and she made a gesture: "Break your limbs." ”

"Yes."

The two men in black sneered and rushed over.

"Get out!"

Luo Xiaohu didn't use "Kaishan Boxing", but the newly practiced "Benlei Boxing".

One punch at a time, shattering the sternum and splattering blood several meters away.

Without waiting for the other men in black to make a move, they shot out.

It's still a punch, it's simpler than punching a sandbag, it's neat.

More than ninety percent of people have broken their sternum and fainted to the ground.

The rest of the people, who were slightly better, were still seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Brother!"

Zhao Liying clenched her little fists and looked at Luo Xiaohu with tears streaming down her face.

I had never experienced this feeling before, and no one held her in the palm of my hand.

People inside and outside the circle either regard her as a cash cow or take pictures of her beauty.

Wholeheartedly and unreservedly for her, the only thing to do is the big boy in front of her.

"Their relationship is really not simple, they may be lovers."

Sister Hong seemed to have discovered a new world, and a hint of brilliance flashed in her eyes.

"What do you think, what are you? It's not worth lifting shoes for Xiao Yinger. ”

Luo Xiaohu patted Yang Ying's pale little face and muttered in his ear.

Bang!

Yang Ying staggered, her eyes full of horror and a cold sweat.

The skirt is already short, and when it is slid away, it is extraordinarily attractive.

Wearing black silk, of course, there is no bottom, looming, and it is impressive.

"Either apologize or lose everything, including your life, and your family."

Luo Xiaohu squatted down and glanced at it: "The king of your family, there will never be a shortage of women." ”