Chapter 71 [021] He, Appeared!

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"Go away!"

Yang Zimei earned the 500,000 yuan, and was in a good mood. Unexpectedly, these unpleasant people appeared, frowned slightly, and scolded.

"Hey, little sister has a good temper, my brother is my favorite." The yellow haired leader stepped forward, and wanted to reach out and touch Yang Zimei's tender face that was so white that she could almost pinch the water.

Yang Zimei dodged, dodged away.

She just made a spell, and it is not suitable to use spells anymore today, so she said coldly to those few people, "Don't force me to do it!"

"Ha ha--"

Those little bastards laughed, completely ignoring her words, and continued to come forward to tease them.

Seriously affecting her mood, Yang Zimei didn't bother to grumble with them any more. At this time, she was in a lively street, the yang energy was very strong, and there was no yin and evil energy around her to attract her, so she could only use force.

After cultivating for ten years, I usually only fight with Master at most, and I have never really played against anyone.

Just practice hands, who told them not to have eyes?

Yang Zimei's fingers were in the shape of a lotus flower and grabbed the yellow hair—

What Huang Mao clearly saw was a small hand with slender, white and tender fingers grabbing towards him, and when it came in front of him, he suddenly felt like a giant hand grabbing his shoulder.

Before he could react, he was thrown to the ground like a ball of cotton.

Then, Yang Zimei also threw his brothers on him one by one like garbage, and piled them into a heap.

Looking at the people on the ground, Yang Zimei said indifferently, "I said, don't mess with me. For your own good, I suggest you don't think about taking revenge on me."

After speaking, she floated away under the surprised eyes of passersby.

When she was far away, the onlookers dared to discuss.

"Oh my God, did you see it? Just now that little girl was like a master in martial arts novels, and she knocked down these big men at once. It's amazing."

"Looking at her soft and weak appearance, how come she is a master of taekwondo?"

"It's called real people not showing their faces! It would be great if my daughter had such skills, and she would not be afraid of being bullied in the future."

"I don't know whose daughter it is. She is also very beautiful and watery, as if she came out of a painting."

"It won't be a fairy, will it?"

"Fairy?"

The more others think about it, the more they feel alike.

The little gangsters who were thrown on the ground crawled up shyly.

"Brother Kun, we were beaten by that woman, do we want to ask Brother Nan to help us out?" a gangster asked Huang Mao.

When Huang Mao was thrown on the street by Yang Zimei like this, he lost a lot of face, and he couldn't swallow his breath.

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A black Hummer H6 was parked on the side of the road. Inside was a man in a black shirt and black trousers. He was about twenty-five years old. He was tall and long, with black and bright vertical hair, and slanted eyebrows. Long has sharp black eyes, thin and pursed lips, angular outline, and slender and powerful hands slightly holding the black steering wheel.

His black and bluish eyes, like a hurricane in the deep sea, like a pupil that is about to devour everything, just stared straight ahead, and saw the girl in a smart and elegant retro dress, deftly making one figure much taller than her The man threw it aside, and then left calmly, without any chaotic footsteps.

Absolutely a master!

His pupils shrunk slightly, just as he was about to drive to follow, the passenger seat door was opened, and Zhuge Lang, who was wearing a white shirt and trousers, sat up and leaned back on the back chair lazily, "I'm exhausted, Let's go!"

When his eyes shifted from Zhuge Lang's body, and when he looked back at the street, the light and graceful figure had disappeared.

*【PS: It’s not easy, we Long Zhutian showed up, from a beautiful boy to a handsome man, O(∩_∩)O~]