Fu Xinyu is exaggerating to step forward, disdain and rightfully roar: "is this young master scolds, this young master scolds you is a dead eight old women, so what? Little bitch, don't think that you look like a lady of a big family. You are really a great member of a big family. You have a great family support. Do you know who Laozi is? Do you know that if I want to crush you, it's as simple as crushing an ant. I just scold your whole family for being a dead woman and a little bitch. What should you do? I'm one by one

A painful cry ended Fu Xinyu's endless nonsense. Fu Xinyu's body was more like a dead dog. He was thrown on the ground and kept twitching, but he couldn't get up. The howl in his mouth had changed its tune. It was very seeping. It can be seen that he didn't know how much strength he used.

Ouyang Xiasha, on the other side, slowly took back her right foot. She didn't even bother to look at Fu Xinyu, who had been kicked on the ground. Her eyes were flat and calm, as if the foot she just kicked was not the one she kicked out, and the guy who was crying in pain had nothing to do with her.

Just after hearing the scream of such seeping people, Ouyang Xiasha can't help but doubt her vision of last life. After all, a real man with profound knowledge, self-restraint and masculinity will not let himself make such a pig like hiss even if he doesn't say a word when the knife rest is around his neck.

On the contrary, how can a man who can make such a noise, which is comparable to killing a pig, which is more miserable than a woman's fright, and which is more terrifying, be a man who has something to bear?

Turning his head, he looked contemptuously at Fu Xinyu and Fu Xinrui's pale face, and then at Mu Zimo, who stood there and was scared by his own behavior. Then he laughed, as if he was playing a prank on purpose and had to point at Mu Zimo to find fault. He said sarcastically, "come here one by one and clean the shoes for Miss Ben."

Mu Zi Mo's pale face was scared because of Ouyang Xiasha's strength, and now it's even more ugly. In his opinion, this is Bianjing university after all, which belongs to the Xiahou family's territory. Even if he is a person of such status, he should also look at the face of Xiahou family and restrain his own edge. Even if he plays, he can't play too much, let alone other people.

The woman in front of her is obviously a member of this circle, so she should definitely know this. Since she knows, she still dares to make trouble like this, and looks so smart and doesn't look like a fool, so there are only two possibilities to lead to this result. First, she has the same strength as the Mu family and the Xiahou family , or even better power background, or she herself is the legendary little Lord of the Xiahou family and the hell hall. Second, the person in front of her is a lord who is not afraid of death. No matter which possibility it is, Mu Zimo is absolutely not willing to see it, because the first one is that he can't afford to sin, and the second one is that he can't afford to fight.

And among the men and women who were just admiring, enviing and watching, which one was not transparent, and which one didn't know the rule?

What can Mu Zimo understand? Why don't they? Therefore, at this moment, they are just holding the idea of watching the excitement, standing in the distance pointing, but they dare not come to persuade half a sentence.

Mu Zimo and Fu Xinrui at this time, suddenly began to curse the people around them. Something big is going to happen here. Elder brothers and sisters, why don't you come to persuade them?