Chapter 1492： Good skill

King stepped aside, avoiding the darts, and the darts returned to Simon's hand.

Simon gritted his teeth bitterly, put the dart away, took off his shirt and walked towards Xin Rong.

Xin Rong smashed the glass in his hand on the ground, and looked at him gently.

He draped the shirt over her shoulders with a dark face, took her hands into the sleeves, and buttoned her with teeth.

Xin Rong smiled and lowered her head, thinking that the weather today is really good~

King looked an eye!

This is his place, and the two of them flirted with each other in such a way that they challenged his authority!

He lifted the stool to hit Simon, Xin Rong keenly noticed, raised his head, coldly took the boomerang from behind Simon's waist and threw it over.

"Fuck!"

King yelled, threw down his chair and walked away, and reached out to touch his shoulders-the shirt was cut with a slit, and the skin underneath was cracked.

After the boomerang flew away from him, it fell to the ground.

Simon looked back, gave King a "you deserve it" expression, and then said to Xin Rong, "You're good at it~"

Xin Rong heard his yin and yang strangeness, probably knowing his origin, and said with a smile: "He can't forget even if he is dead, it shows how good I am!"

Simon listened, furious, turned around to pick up the take-off dart, and rushed towards King.

King also wanted to kill him in his heart, and the two people played together without blinking, ping-pong-pong, earth-shattering!

Xin Rong looked at himself. The shirt was put on, but his clothes were so big that they looked more ambiguous when worn.

She thought for a while, and took off her torn clothes.

Simon didn't like her body being looked at by others, so instead of taking off her shirt outside, she reached inside and pulled her hand in, which was quite fascinating.

Half off, her five little friends came.

An Qi rushed to her: "What are you doing?"

"Undress, didn't you see it?"

An Qi looked at Simon and King who were playing inextricably next to her, then looked at her, and said to her heart: What is the situation? Why can't I understand?

Xin Rong tore his clothes out, shook them twice, and tore them into strips of cloth.

Simon and King heard the voice and looked over.

Lin Shifei looked at them and touched their chins, and asked Xin Rong, "Do you want to help?"

"No. My man, naturally has the ability to do it alone!" Xin Rong tied the torn strip of cloth into a belt and tied it loosely to his body as decoration.

In this way, Simon's fat shirt became a slim skirt.

Simon was mad: this woman! Undressing in front of so many people!

He beat King hard.

King beat him like crazy too, going crazy: a pair of crazy men! All the accounts are on me!

An Qi and the others stood beside Xin Rong and commented: "Looks like little white faces. I didn't expect to be able to fight like this. You deserve to be the heirs of the Mafia!"

Lin Shifei glanced at the door and asked, "How to solve it? It's easy to get in, but difficult to get out."

The fighting outside was also earth-shaking, with many casualties. If too many people die on both sides, it will be difficult to solve.

Shadow is okay, it just depends on what King means alone. The assassins under him do not have human rights.

But Simon is more complicated. If too many people die and it is difficult to explain to his family, there will be people in the Mafia who question his abilities, which may affect his status and prestige.

Xin Rong whispered: "Call the police!"

An Qi and they all stared at her in surprise. (To be continued.)