Zhu Shi saw that muyue and ye Tianming were going to deal with so many of them, and he immediately burst into arrogant laughter.
"Ha ha ha... Just the two of you?" Zhu Shi's smile was almost out of breath.
Mu Yue sneered, "yes, it depends on us!"
Zhu Shi looked at Mu Yue's eyes, full of evil light, "little girl, as long as you obediently do Laozi's woman, Laozi can let them let you go!"
"Noisy!" Muyue cold drink a, no longer speak more, body shape a flash, appeared in front of Zhu Shi, raised his hand, mercilessly fan in Zhu Shi's face.
"Pa" a crisp and loud slap sound reverberated over the village head's yard.
But Zhu Shi's laughter, which was originally arrogant and proud, stopped suddenly, and his body also flew upside down and fell to the ground with a puff.
Everyone was shocked, staring at the scene in front of them, with a face of disbelief.
A slap will be a person to fan fly!
How tough!
No matter the people in this village or the little gangsters brought by Zhu Shi, they all stare at their eyes and have long mouths. They can almost put an egg in.
Mu Yue looks at Zhu Shi who has been beaten out by himself and sneers,
Zhu Shi covered his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with a white tooth.
"Ah... Teeth... Teeth, my teeth..."
"Puff!" See Zhu Shi so embarrassed appearance, Mu Yue and ye Tianming they can't help laughing out.
Zhu Shi covers his mouth, turns his head and stares at Mu Yue fiercely and angrily. Now his eyes at Mu Yue are different and full of hatred.
"Fight! Kill this bitch for me Zhu Shi pointed to Mu Yue and roared angrily.
The little gangsters who were frightened by muyue's actions all came back to their senses. After a roar, they attacked muyue.
Mu Yue body shape a turn, is also the hands crisscross, toward those rush to oneself, brandish the small hun crowd inside of the hand machete to rush.
Ye Tianming opened his hands and roared excitedly, "part time!"
Voice down, ye Tianming clenched his hands, but also a punch to rush to their own those little gangsters, a punch, they are directly to fight to fly out.
Even these little gangsters with knives in their hands can't do anything to them.
For ye Tianming, to deal with his own enemies is to kill, and these little gangsters are just playing.
Those people in the village, standing on the edge of the courtyard of the old village head, staring at Mu Yue and ye Tianming, a woman and a man, should directly and easily face dozens of people in front of them.
As long as it is close to moyue and ye Tianming's little gangsters, one by one, one by one, one by one.
Two people, just two or three minutes, directly brought Zhushi dozens of small gangsters down to the ground one by one.
Qiumo song only clenched his fist and waved his hand. He felt his whole blood boiling and cried excitedly, "good fight!"
With the cry of Qiumo song, many young people in the village are brought back to God. They can't help but shout out their voices to inspire muyue and cheer for her.
"Good fight!"
"Good!"
"Kill them!"
Since he lives in the same village with Zhu Shi, he naturally knows the character of these little gangsters and the things he did before.