The national school idol is a girl

This time there was blood.

The few people who came to fight didn't react at all.

Bo Jiu had already kicked one of them to the ground. Her movements were also ruthless and her eyes were so cold that she only kicked one person without any intention of stopping.

No one thought that the young man could be so cruel.

Junko's face turned pale as she watched.

He said to the people next to him: "Why are you still dumbfounded? Why don't you take action quickly!"

The gangsters finally reacted and rushed over.

However, before they even got half a meter closer to the boy.

There was a strong sound of wind in front of me!

It was Qin Mo. He picked up the wine bottle on the wooden table with his right hand and shot him directly in the head!

That kind of skill is probably even more terrifying than Bo Jiulai's.

There was blood on his fingers, but it didn't affect his overall temperament at all.

Those perfect abdominal muscles full of smooth lines, as he waved the wine glass, caused the onlookers to exclaim in surprise.

If someone is too beautiful even in a fight.

Then he is really handsome.

Qin Mo is such a person.

The tall and slender profile is matched with his deep eyes and calm expression.

People who know how to do it feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts.

The person who came to stir up trouble cursed lowly!

Who did Junko offend this time? How could he be so difficult to deal with!

Where are the Yanguo people that we promised?

When the pain came, they only felt a period of darkness.

However, the man's attention didn't seem to be entirely on them.

He seemed to care more about the silver-haired boy than them.

Only then did those people notice that the young man had not stopped moving since just now.

Is he going to kick Kumamoto to death?

That Xiongben is a big guy, when has he ever been beaten like this?

But now, not only did he not have the strength to fight back, he couldn't resist the pain even if he held his head.

Too cruel.

The force of those kicks hitting him.

Female horse's!

His back bones must be broken!

"Stop, stop!"

Kumamoto was in so much pain that he almost begged.

But Bo Jiu just curled his lips and smiled, then kicked him again!

Then he bent down in a very handsome posture and lifted Kumamoto up, followed by a heavy punch!

"Stop? Are you dreaming?"

Bojiu admitted that she couldn't control it.

That's because she never thought that a great god could be hurt.

And still hurt for her.

This cannot be tolerated in any way.

"Which hand did you hold the wine glass with just now?"

Bo Jiu looked at the man she had beaten to the ground, her eyes wandering like that of a demon coming out of a comic book, and she asked in a low voice like no one else was watching: "Is this this one?"

As she spoke, she focused her eyes on Kumamoto's right hand: "Or this one?"

"Oh, of course, I can also kick your back in half. After all, it was my brother's back you smashed, right?"

When Bo Jiu said this again, he was filled with murderous aura.

Not the kind of person who just bluffs.

But a real murderous intention.

At that moment, Kumamoto almost felt that he was dead!

Bo Jiu also smiled and raised his long legs again.

But at that moment, an arm stretched out towards Bo Jiu.

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