Chapter 1442 The Blood Prince, so Infatuated (2)

"I have already promised the little devils in the family not to use force casually, not to cause trouble casually, but we have a saying called 'I can't bear it anymore, no need to bear it anymore'."

After a little muttering, Su Qiao rushed forward like a cheetah.

Don't look at those boys who are quite tall, the shortest are 1.75 meters, but in Su Qiao's hands, it's just like playing, three hits five and two, and they all lie on the ground after a few hits.

Su Qiao's small fist looks small, but in fact, every punch carries enormous power.

If it wasn't for her prudence, it would be possible to smash their internal organs with one punch.

Of course, she was not beaten lightly. Those people either broke their arms by her twist, or were injured internally by her small fists.

Within a few minutes, one by one lay on the ground and couldn't get up at all, and the one who suffered the least injuries was the golden retriever at the beginning.

"who are you?"

Alger covered his chest, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, staring at Su Qiao with a gloomy face.

On her, he did not smell the smell of belonging to the ethnic group, nor did he have any special perception.

She should be an ordinary human.

But her speed and strength, as well as her skills, are not human at all.

He had to suspect that his perception was wrong.

Su Qiao was a little surprised.

Just now she felt that something was wrong with this guy.

The skill is much better than the others, and the speed and strength are also greater than the others.

When they got into a fight, their eyes were more fierce than others.

At this time, it looked more like an enraged beast.

Could it be that she was so lucky to have encountered a... werewolf?

The more Su Qiao looked at him, the more he resembled him.

That's not bad.

She searched for two years and couldn't find anyone, but they bumped into it themselves.

Su Qiao raised her lips coldly: "The old lady is your aunt!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already breathed a sigh of relief, leaped up instantly, and kicked the opponent's face with one kick.

Alger's pupils shrank, and he quickly retreated, but he was still a step behind. He was kicked to the side of the head, and his back slammed into the white iron net behind him.

Su Qiao didn't give him any chance to breathe at all. Before he could stand firm, his fists like raindrops had already smashed into the sky and covered his face.

Seven years, almost seven years.

The anger she was holding back in her heart had nowhere to go.

Today can be regarded as finding the true master.

Alger never expected that the opponent would be so strong.

Even if he had used his fastest speed and greatest strength, he was still being beaten severely.

Su Qiao didn't stop until the sullen qi in her heart had almost dissipated.

He kicked the half-dead guy on the ground: "Tell me, what did you call me just now?"

Little dwarf, yellow-skinned monkey?

These werewolves are still so self-righteous, still so arrogant, thinking that humans are all lowly species.

You must know that thousands of years ago, these werewolves were just slaves in the blood family, and were enslaved by the blood family as livestock.

Who is lowly?

'Pooh'

Alger spat out the blood in his mouth, and his bruised face was full of unyielding and viciousness: "What the hell are you doing..."

"It seems that my education is not strong enough, so come again, anyway, we have time."

The white casual shoes stepped on his face, and stomped back on Argel, who was about to look up.

"Little wolf cub, don't you know that the little devil in the family doesn't like the rudeness of the old lady, nor does she like the fragrance of the old lady's mouth?"

"Dare to cause the old lady to break the ring, and you have to be talked about for a long time when you go back. How can this be enough without the old lady stepping on your face and rubbing it on the ground a few more times?"