With the passage of time, several gangsters were beaten and cried for their parents. They kept touching, climbing and rolling on the ground, wailing in pain, but for Wang Yuyan, they couldn't even warm up.

Mu Qingxiao sat leisurely on the high platform and looked at her crisp moves. She was quite satisfied with the control of power.

If the friars who built the seventh floor of the foundation were careless, even if a trace of power was not properly controlled, these gangsters could not even save their lives.

At the same time, mu Qingxiao is also very pleased. If he doesn't educate these gangsters well, there will definitely be another time. It's endless, so he must be ruthless.

It's best to leave an indelible psychological shadow on each other and let them tremble when they hear your name.

At this time, the surrounding melon eaters were completely stunned. With their mouths open, they could almost swallow an egg. They glanced at the bloody gangsters on the ground. Those men with ulterior motives instantly withered.

"Why are you still lying down? Get out of here."

"Aunt, if you have something to say, we'll get out right away, get out right away..."

As soon as the words fell, several gangsters who cried for their parents immediately limped up, carefully glanced at Wang Yuyan, and the muscles on their faces twitched a few times.

Immediately, dragging the purple hair gangster on the ground, he left the bar without stopping.

More than ten minutes later, the noise in the bar resumed, the heavy metal rock music sounded again, and all men and women began to vent their unhappiness during the day.

Looking at Wang Yuyan, who recovered her gentle little woman appearance, mu Qingxiao couldn't help laughing and said, "Yuyan, what do you think? Is the bar fun?"

Wang Yuyan sat on the high platform, sipped the cocktail, blushed and said, "it feels good, but those gangsters just now are really hateful. Why didn't you help me just now?"

"Why didn't I help you? I've been helping you sweep the array, and I'm just a group of gangsters. I don't need to do it at all. I'll take this opportunity to see how you practice."

Hearing the speech, Wang Yuyan couldn't help asking, "how about my practice?"

"I'm satisfied, but don't be happy too early. Just clean them up. Things are not finished yet. They will certainly retaliate."

In Mu Qingxiao's opinion, Wang Yuyan is still too kind. Just breaking an arm is not enough to scare groups of gangsters.

"We'll wait here. Although they look like grandchildren when they leave, they will soon bring people to seek revenge."

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As mu Qingxiao expected, the previous gangsters didn't intend to give up. It's the first time they've been in this generation for so long and suffered so badly.

Half an hour later, on the street of the night beauty bar.

Several gangsters with steel pipe machetes rushed into the bar from two silver gray vans.

Headed by a bald man with a ferocious scar on his face, plus a purple haired gangster with a white bandage on his head and his right arm hanging from his neck.

"Yuyan, you know now. Some people just don't cry when they don't see the coffin. It's not enough to clean them up. You're not impressed enough."

Seeing Wang YuYan's angry face, mu Qingxiao said with a smile.

The purple haired gangster with a white bandage wrapped around his head and his right arm falling on his neck is no one else, just brother Tao who has just been repaired.

"Leopard... Brother leopard, it's this little bitch who beat me like this. You want to avenge me." the purple haired gangster said with a sad face, staring at Wang Yuyan with vicious eyes.

The melon eaters around hid far away, but when they saw the wronged appearance of the purple haired gangster, their hearts were full of contempt, which almost lost the dignity of men.

At this time, mu Qingxiao raised a joking smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at the scar man and said, "I seem to have seen you somewhere."

"What are you? Brother Bao is what you want to see?" seeing mu Qingxiao and Wang Yuyan sitting together, the purple haired gangster was even more angry and shouting.

Mu Qingxiao glanced at the purple haired gangster and sneered, "now gangsters are so arrogant. I remember who you are. A gangster really thinks he is with onions?"

Not to mention, just now he thought the scar man looked familiar.

Take a closer look, isn't this what happened when Guo min shouted to teach his gangster at the Huangting No. 1 party? He didn't settle with him at the beginning, but now he sent it to the door himself.

At this time, brother Bao was confused when he looked at Xiang Mu Qingxiao. He also felt that he seemed to have seen the latter somewhere, but he just couldn't remember.

"Brother Bao, listen, listen, this little white face is so arrogant with his good girlfriend that even you dare to scold." the purple haired gangster immediately began to discredit them when he found a chance.

"Little white face, I'm sure our boss's identity can scare you to pee. Stand aside for me and wait for brother Bao to take care of your girlfriend. I'll let you watch a sex play later, otherwise......"

At this time, brother Bao was hesitant, because he felt as if he had really seen the young man in front of him somewhere.

At this time, one of the tough looking gangsters with a gloomy face said, "boy, stand aside, otherwise it's not as simple as missing arms and legs. If you're in a bad mood, you can directly break you up and throw you into the sea to feed sharks."

Mu Qingxiao smelled the speech and committed embarrassment. Is there always such a few words in the gangster's mouth?

"It seems that the public security in Jinghai city is not very good. It makes you gangsters so arrogant."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of several gangsters were filled with endless anger. At first, they didn't believe that someone was so arrogant in their own territory.

But now I see that it's arrogant. I just want to go to heaven!

"Well, I'll let you know later why the flowers are so red." the purple haired gangster said ferociously, as if he had seen mu Qingxiao being abused by him.

Seeing such a arrogant little white face, the gangster is also angry. He directly took out the dagger hidden in his waist. The dagger is short and sharp. Under the irradiation of neon lights, it emits a dazzling cold.

"Why, you become angry and want to kill people. Many people are watching." Mu Qingxiao picked up his glass and took a sip, especially raising his voice.

However, after hearing his words, the onlookers glanced their heads aside, and some even left on the spot. The gangsters of this generation can't provoke them and obviously don't want to be involved.

The purple haired gangster sneered: "boy, don't waste your breath. This generation is our territory. We cover this bar. Who dares to take care of us?"

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