Chapter 1189

Muqian is delicate and tender. He looks very young in his school uniform. He is just unsmiling. Moreover, his dark eyes reveal his gloomy age.

Jun Xiaoting is in the car in the distance, looking at it with a telescope.

After a while, the campus bullies of east side high school came.

A group of men and women, who do not wear school uniforms, are obviously gangsters in the nearby society, and those who wear school uniforms are obviously school bullies.

- male Zhongshan standing collar, female Navy Blue sailor dress.

A group of people carried a woman to the stage - indeed, it was four student gangsters who, like high-profile sedan chairs, carried a chair on the stage with a pretty beautiful girl sitting on it.

Mu Qian looks at the girl bully. She looks like a 16-7-year-old girl. Her face is melon seed, her eyebrows are curved, her eyes are half moon, and her chestnut baby's hair is curly. She looks like a doll.

The four sedan bearers set their chairs on the ground, and then surrounded by beautiful but pungent looking girls.

"Thirteen younger sister, hey hey, Jun Jiale dare to find help."

Thirteen younger sister's eyebrows and eyes bent and smile, looking at Mu Qian, provocatively said, "Hello, brother four eyes, who are you from junjiale? Do you know how much protection he owes us? Are you here to pay him back, or do you want to help him out? "

Hehe, thirteen sister .

Mu Qian in his school uniform shook his head. On the bridge in the distance, Jun Xiaoting in the car, listening to the voice recorded by Mu Qian's recorder, also shook his head with a smile.

It's fun

Jun Xiaoting thought to himself that he was the youngest major general in the Far East who had been on the battlefield and had made great achievements in the war. Now he is playing with a group of half grown children who call themselves campus bullies.

At that end, Mu Qian began to speak, coldly asked the beautiful girl thirteen younger sister of navy blue school uniform, "how much money does he owe you?"

"80000 with interest." Thirteen younger sister compared eight's gesture, swayed, the lion big mouth.

"No, they only asked me to pay 800 yuan, but I didn't give it. They gave me rolling profits. How could there be so much?" The cousin timidly hid behind Mu Qian and quickly explained.

"Ha ha, thirteen younger sister, learn to lend usury at a young age?" Mu Qian sneered and said coldly, "this money, Jun Jiale won't give you any money. You can do it as you see fit."

"If you don't have money, you can leave a finger and let him go." Thirteen younger sister, with her two legs up, smiles like a flower, and her half moon eyes are bent. She even looks at Mu Qian with affection. "Otherwise, you can leave one of your fingers."

Ha ha, leave a finger?!

Jun Xiaoting in the car in the distance stroked his forehead with his fingers. It was incredible that these children who had not yet grown their hair were...

Mu Qian's lips gently raised: "I'm afraid you've seen too many movies in the world, thirteen sister."

Thirteen younger sister is still surrounded by more than 20 men and women, sneering all over her body, her legs curling up, mocking Mu Qian, "I don't want to talk much nonsense. My staff can't see it. Brother four eyes, do you say it's to hit your handsome face with fresh meat or your brother in your pants?"

That's a good word to say!

Mu Qian shook his head and laughed, "then try it, thirteen sister."

Thirteen younger sister raised her sharp chin and hooked a gangster. She provided an iron stick for the thug. The thug held the stick and hit Mu Qian head and face.

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