Unexpectedly, unexpectedly.
Surrounded by people screaming in panic, the scene of fleeing in confusion was chaotic.
Rong Cheng's expression froze, he stretched out his hand and pulled Hua Shiying who was standing beside him.
He took her back to safety, let go of his hand, took out his mobile phone, and rummaged through the list to find Fu Shimo's phone number and dialed it.
Yan Zhixu was still here, and if something happened, Mo would definitely lose his mind.
"..."
Hua Shiying's heart beat faster, ripples appeared in her heart, and a sweet and warm feeling filled her body.
She had no time to think about what that feeling represented, and stared at the big man nervously with her fingers clasped together.
The sickle in his hand was raised high, exuding a cold and secluded cold light, he approached Nan Yuanqi, and the distance between the two drew closer.
The sickle was about to fall, and it was aimed at the left arm!
The hand rises and the knife falls, if it hits, the arm will be cut off 100% and become a one-armed.
Nan Yuanqi stood calmly, his expression indifferent, as if he was frightened and unable to move.
"Fuck!"
Seeing the scythe that exuded a cold glow aimed at his uncle, Yan Zhixu let out a low curse irritably.
She rushed forward without hesitation, her body was as fast as a ghost, and she rushed in front of Nan Yuanxi with lightning speed.
The sickle approaches.
She raised her hand and clasped the big man's wrist, twisting her hand mercilessly, dislocating her arm with a bang.
The sickle suddenly fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Yan Zhixu grabbed the big man, raised his legs and kicked the opponent's knees violently. He turned around and came to his back, clasped his hands and forced the man to lean forward, kneeling on the ground.
"Are you **** tired of living?"
"I can't say something if I have a long mouth? Cut someone with a sickle? I thought he was a soft persimmon?!"
She cursed violently.
A pair of cat eyes are extremely sharp, and the white face is also covered with penetrating frost, the whole body is majestic, and the fierce pressure spreads around.
Thunder means, without sloppy waters, simply and neatly subdues the menacing enemy, and it takes no more than three minutes before and after.
Uncle Tan was frightened, dropped the **** in his hand, ran forward and grabbed the big man's arm, "Second, what are you doing?"
After speaking, I was really angry, raised his hand and patted the head of Tan Lao Er's head hard.
Bringing so many people here is just to scare these people, so that they can give an explanation.
Who knew that the second child turned out to be a wooden fish head, and rushed to fight with a sickle.
If this director is rich and powerful, why would his brother have to go to jail?
There was severe pain in Tan Lao Er's arm, and the anger in his heart was instantly deflated.
The fear surged up in my heart, "Brother...I...I was just stunned just now..."
Nan Yuanqi was not hurt in the slightest.
When he saw his niece who was unswervingly rushing up to protect his own, he strode forward and scolded, "Ah Xu, don't be so impulsive next time."
He loves boxing, sports all the year round, and has strong skills. He can't compare with professionals, but he is more than enough to deal with this person.
As Xu protected him, he was certainly moved!
But he doesn't want her to be in danger. If things are unpredictable, if you don't pay attention to the injury, this haze will accompany him, and he will live in remorse for the rest of his life.
He can hurt himself and bleed but his little fox can't!
Yan Zhixu let go of Tan's second child's hand, moved his wrist, and answered him softly, "You and I don't have to worry so much."
Because they are blood relatives!
He can shield her from the wind and rain, and she can rush up to protect him unconditionally.
Xin Bai: "..."
It was obviously a common sentence, but it fell into his ears, and when he looked into the eyes of the two of them, there was a hint of charm.