Chapter 399
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Su Mian ran to the podium, and several small gangsters saw her suddenly run up and thought she was going to run out.
"Xiaoqi, stop up the door quickly and don't let her out!"
It turns out that Su Mianmian didn't plan to go out at all. Her goal was to fold a chair.
Strictly speaking, Su Mian is usually a person with a good temper, just like her name, soft, smiling to everyone, others ask her for help, as long as it doesn't involve principle issues, she will help if she can.
But these premises are that no one stepped on her bottom line.
If someone bullies the door, she will never wait for others to step on it.
Even if she faced five female gangsters alone at the moment and knew that she was not their opponent, she would not easily surrender. She held a folding chair and stared at them.
"Trough! How dare she take this! Is this forcing us to sharpen our knives? " The old fire broke out among the little gangsters. She thought it would be easy to get the ten thousand yuan, but she didn't expect to meet a difficult Lord.
A few punks smell the words and take out the knife.
Su mianmianmian looks at their tools. They are all fruit knives. At first, they are bought in the supermarket.
She thought that if she was quick, she would not be without a winner.
She clenched the folding chair and said, "again, I don't know Miss Zeng in your mouth. If you leave now, I can do nothing."
"Ha ha! The little bitch! Stop joking! Are there so many people here who can't get you? " The boss shouted, "give it to me!"
Su Mian quickly ran to the nearest gangster, kicked one in the stomach, then smashed the other with a folding chair.
"Ah! My God! What a pain! "
In a moment, several others rushed up. Su Mian was surrounded by three people. She was cut by one of them.
Her arm hurt and she could hardly hold the folding chair.
Fortunately, she responded in time. She took a folding chair and didn't want to throw it at the three of them. In the chaos, it seemed that another knife cut her hand, but she still didn't give up.
Seeing that she was about to lose support, because the folding chair was broken when she swung it, and it couldn't be used completely.
The little gangster grabbed Su Mian's hand and said, "lie in the trough! I've got you! "
Su Mian closes her eyes. She doesn't give up. She just makes a false impression that she can't resist any more and wants to break through again.
"M, I haven't seen such a difficult master! I'm driving you crazy! " The little gangster raised his hand and tried to draw hard at Su Mian's face.
Su Mian clenched her teeth and closed her eyes.
But a few seconds later, the pain didn't come.
She opened her eyes and saw that it was song Qinghuan who grabbed the hand of the little gangster.
"Happy!" Su Mian cried excitedly.
Song Qinghuan's face is livid. He grabs the hand of the little gangster and keeps exerting himself. He only hears a creak.
"Ah! My hand! What a pain! " The punk screamed.
Song Qinghuan is not merciful at all. He directly pulls her over and kicks her hard. He kicks her all away and hits the wall heavily.
Seeing that their eldest brother was beaten up like this, several little gangsters were immediately dumbfounded.
They looked at Song Qinghuan as the king of hell, but they didn't dare to do anything.
You're kidding! This man has obviously practiced! The eldest brother is easily half immortal by one hand. They used to have the same effect.
Su Mianmian saw the remaining little gangsters and saw that they had no intention of standing. She said, "go back and tell your miss Zeng that I don't know her at all."
Song Qinghuan's eyes darkened slightly when she heard Miss Zeng, but they soon returned to normal.
"Go away!" He said coldly.
A few small gangsters dare not linger. They quickly roll over and help the fainted eldest brother up. They are very embarrassed to leave.
Song Qinghuan picked up Su Mian, saw her arm bleeding, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."
Su Mian nodded.
Just walked two steps to find her feet do not know when actually turned to.
Song Qinghuan reaches for the princess to hold her. Su Mian refuses. She says, "you can carry me on your back."
"Your hand is hurt." Song Qinghuan said.
"It's OK. I'll be careful." Su Mian insisted.
Song Qinghuan takes a deep look at her and squats down. Su Mian leans a little stiff.
"Huanhuan, thank you for saving me." Su Mian said gratefully.
"You're welcome." Mianmian, if you know it's because of me, would you say that?
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Su Mian ran to the podium, and several small gangsters saw her suddenly run up and thought she was going to run out.
"Xiaoqi, stop up the door quickly and don't let her out!"
It turns out that Su Mianmian didn't plan to go out at all. Her goal was to fold a chair.
Strictly speaking, Su Mian is usually a person with a good temper, just like her name, soft, smiling to everyone, others ask her for help, as long as it doesn't involve principle issues, she will help if she can.
But these premises are that no one stepped on her bottom line.
If someone bullies the door, she will never wait for others to step on it.
Even if she faced five female gangsters alone at the moment and knew that she was not their opponent, she would not easily surrender. She held a folding chair and stared at them.
"Trough! How dare she take this! Is this forcing us to sharpen our knives? " The old fire broke out among the little gangsters. She thought it would be easy to get the ten thousand yuan, but she didn't expect to meet a difficult Lord.
A few punks smell the words and take out the knife.
Su mianmianmian looks at their tools. They are all fruit knives. At first, they are bought in the supermarket.
She thought that if she was quick, she would not be without a winner.
She clenched the folding chair and said, "again, I don't know Miss Zeng in your mouth. If you leave now, I can do nothing."
"Ha ha! The little bitch! Stop joking! Are there so many people here who can't get you? " The boss shouted, "give it to me!"
Su Mian quickly ran to the nearest gangster, kicked one in the stomach, then smashed the other with a folding chair.
"Ah! My God! What a pain! "
In a moment, several others rushed up. Su Mian was surrounded by three people. She was cut by one of them.
Her arm hurt and she could hardly hold the folding chair.
Fortunately, she responded in time. She took a folding chair and didn't want to throw it at the three of them. In the chaos, it seemed that another knife cut her hand, but she still didn't give up.
Seeing that she was about to lose support, because the folding chair was broken when she swung it, and it couldn't be used completely.
The little gangster grabbed Su Mian's hand and said, "lie in the trough! I've got you! "
Su Mian closes her eyes. She doesn't give up. She just makes a false impression that she can't resist any more and wants to break through again.
"M, I haven't seen such a difficult master! I'm driving you crazy! " The little gangster raised his hand and tried to draw hard at Su Mian's face.
Su Mian clenched her teeth and closed her eyes.
But a few seconds later, the pain didn't come.
She opened her eyes and saw that it was song Qinghuan who grabbed the hand of the little gangster.
"Happy!" Su Mian cried excitedly.
Song Qinghuan's face is livid. He grabs the hand of the little gangster and keeps exerting himself. He only hears a creak.
"Ah! My hand! What a pain! " The punk screamed.
Song Qinghuan is not merciful at all. He directly pulls her over and kicks her hard. He kicks her all away and hits the wall heavily.
Seeing that their eldest brother was beaten up like this, several little gangsters were immediately dumbfounded.
They looked at Song Qinghuan as the king of hell, but they didn't dare to do anything.
You're kidding! This man has obviously practiced! The eldest brother is easily half immortal by one hand. They used to have the same effect.
Su Mianmian saw the remaining little gangsters and saw that they had no intention of standing. She said, "go back and tell your miss Zeng that I don't know her at all."
Song Qinghuan's eyes darkened slightly when she heard Miss Zeng, but they soon returned to normal.
"Go away!" He said coldly.
A few small gangsters dare not linger. They quickly roll over and help the fainted eldest brother up. They are very embarrassed to leave.
Song Qinghuan picked up Su Mian, saw her arm bleeding, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."
Su Mian nodded.
Just walked two steps to find her feet do not know when actually turned to.
Song Qinghuan reaches for the princess to hold her. Su Mian refuses. She says, "you can carry me on your back."
"Your hand is hurt." Song Qinghuan said.
"It's OK. I'll be careful." Su Mian insisted.
Song Qinghuan takes a deep look at her and squats down. Su Mian leans a little stiff.
"Huanhuan, thank you for saving me." Su Mian said gratefully.
"You're welcome." Mianmian, if you know it's because of me, would you say that?
Su Mian ran to the podium, and several small gangsters saw her suddenly run up and thought she was going to run out. "Xiaoqi, stop up the door quickly and don't let her out!" It turns out that Su Mianmian didn't plan to go out at all. Her goal was to fold a chair. Strictly speaking, Su Mian is usually a person with a good temper, just like her name, soft, smiling to everyone, others ask her for help, as long as it doesn't involve principle issues, she will help if she can. But these premises are that no one stepped on her bottom line. If someone bullies the door, she will never wait for others to step on it. Even if she faced five female gangsters alone at the moment and knew that she was not their opponent, she would not easily surrender. She held a folding chair and stared at them. "Trough! How dare she take this! Is this forcing us to sharpen our knives? " The old fire broke out among the little gangsters. She thought it would be easy to get the ten thousand yuan, but she didn't expect to meet a difficult Lord. A few punks smell the words and take out the knife. Su mianmianmian looks at their tools. They are all fruit knives. At first, they are bought in the supermarket. She thought that if she was quick, she would not be without a winner. She clenched the folding chair and said, "again, I don't know Miss Zeng in your mouth. If you leave now, I can do nothing." "Ha ha! The little bitch! Stop joking! Are there so many people here who can't get you? " The boss shouted, "give it to me!" Su Mian quickly ran to the nearest gangster, kicked one in the stomach, then smashed the other with a folding chair. "Ah! My God! What a pain! " In a moment, several others rushed up. Su Mian was surrounded by three people. She was cut by one of them. Her arm hurt and she could hardly hold the folding chair. Fortunately, she responded in time. She took a folding chair and didn't want to throw it at the three of them. In the chaos, it seemed that another knife cut her hand, but she still didn't give up. Seeing that she was about to lose support, because the folding chair was broken when she swung it, and it couldn't be used completely. The little gangster grabbed Su Mian's hand and said, "lie in the trough! I've got you! " Su Mian closes her eyes. She doesn't give up. She just makes a false impression that she can't resist any more and wants to break through again. "M, I haven't seen such a difficult master! I'm driving you crazy! " The little gangster raised his hand and tried to draw hard at Su Mian's face. Su Mian clenched her teeth and closed her eyes. But a few seconds later, the pain didn't come. She opened her eyes and saw that it was song Qinghuan who grabbed the hand of the little gangster. "Happy!" Su Mian cried excitedly. Song Qinghuan's face is livid. He grabs the hand of the little gangster and keeps exerting himself. He only hears a creak. "Ah! My hand! What a pain! " The punk screamed. Song Qinghuan is not merciful at all. He directly pulls her over and kicks her hard. He kicks her all away and hits the wall heavily. Seeing that their eldest brother was beaten up like this, several little gangsters were immediately dumbfounded. They looked at Song Qinghuan as the king of hell, but they didn't dare to do anything. You're kidding! This man has obviously practiced! The eldest brother is easily half immortal by one hand. They used to have the same effect. Su Mianmian saw the remaining little gangsters and saw that they had no intention of standing. She said, "go back and tell your miss Zeng that I don't know her at all." Song Qinghuan's eyes darkened slightly when she heard Miss Zeng, but they soon returned to normal. "Go away!" He said coldly. A few small gangsters dare not linger. They quickly roll over and help the fainted eldest brother up. They are very embarrassed to leave. Song Qinghuan picked up Su Mian, saw her arm bleeding, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital." Su Mian nodded. Just walked two steps to find her feet do not know when actually turned to. Song Qinghuan reaches for the princess to hold her. Su Mian refuses. She says, "you can carry me on your back." "Your hand is hurt." Song Qinghuan said. "It's OK. I'll be careful." Su Mian insisted. Song Qinghuan takes a deep look at her and squats down. Su Mian leans a little stiff. "Huanhuan, thank you for saving me." Su Mian said gratefully. "You're welcome." Mianmian, if you know it's because of me, would you say that?
