He just pulled back like that, covered her eyes with one hand, and pulled her into a cool embrace.

When the faint smell of tobacco came, the strong smell of blood in the nose was obviously much smaller.

Perhaps no one thought that it was Qin Mo who stopped Fu Jiuhui at this time.

The man stood tall and tall like that, with slender legs and a handsome face. The pure white shirt was stained with a little blood type, but even so, it couldn't conceal his natural aura that day.

That's different from anyone.

If you have to describe it, it's like a well-polished jade, which is invulnerable to a hundred ghosts.

Especially when he covered the boy's eyes with his low and deep voice.

"Are you trying to kill him? Then close your eyes, it's inflamed. It's best not to see so much blood."

When Fu Jiu heard this, her back was stunned, but she didn't move.

She knew that the Great God was trying to calm her down.

Fu Jiu had indeed calmed down, her long legs stood there, and she didn't kick any more. It seemed that she had returned to her usual state.

After all, there is a reassuring aura about the Great God.

That breath is not completely gentle.

But too many unspeakable things.

On the other hand, the few people next to him thought they had an opportunity, so they wanted to take advantage of this time to sneak attack Qin Mo!

Qin Mo was never someone to be easily provoked. He pulled the young man with one hand, raised his long legs, and kicked those people to the ground fiercely.

one by one!

There was wind in that movement, and there was a sense of domineering.

No one dared to take a step forward.

Especially when one of them was beaten half to death.

I didn't dare to be rash anymore.

Fu Jiu had her eyes covered by the Almighty the whole time. She didn't see anything, but she could hear voices one after another.

The table was completely broken.

There is also a piece of glass.

Wait until the great god's hand moves away.

Some people fell to the ground, some were running away in a hurry, Junko's face was so pale that there was no blood.

Seeing Fu Jiu looking towards her, she trembled slightly, and quickly ran away.

terrible.

Whether it is the boy who has been kicking people just now.

Still the hitters couldn't get close to their men.

These two people are too scary!

Fu Jiu only had time to watch the scene where the Almighty carried the person with one hand and threw him to the ground.

Does this person even fight like this?

Even if the whole body is stained with blood, it will give people a kind of methodical courage?

Inexplicable.

Fu Jiu felt that she had seen this kind of skill before...

In the blink of an eye, a very familiar picture flashed by!

Fu Jiu felt her heart stop.

Junko didn't even bother to run away.

Instead, he raised his eyes and looked at Qin Mo.

Should be unlikely.

The great god should have never been to the fifth way...

But, who can tell?

After all, they are so similar in skill.

If she hadn't seen it again, Fu Jiu would have almost forgotten it.

Just three years ago, she was almost caught by one.

She didn't see what that person looked like, because the light was too strong at that time, blurring all vision.

After finishing the last case, she thought she was all right. She had mixed into the crowd, changed her clothes, and even put on a wig, just like every girl who is going to a masquerade party, holding a Purse, wearing a black hooded robe similar to God's arrival, with a slight smile on his mouth, beautifully leaving those policemen behind.

However, at this moment...