Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

"Aooooooooo and air pressure..." Sparse voices came from the depths of the fork.

Huangfu Xijue immediately pulled Mu Xiaoyan to stand up: "I can't rest anymore."

Just when Huangfu Xijue was about to drag her to run together, Mu Xiaoyan quit and sat on the ground, tilting her head like a child and said, "No, I won't run Already!"

"Xiaoyan, don't make trouble!" Huangfu Xijue had no choice but to stretch out his hand to beg her.

Seeing that someone was already at the fork, Mu Xiaoyan was still sitting on the ground: "Don't go, you don't have morals, I still have them."

Was it the person who made Mu Xiaoyan angry or he threw it on the ground with his own hands? How could he run away without a conscience like this?

Huangfu Xijue's body had turned around, his head was still turned back to look at Mu Xiaoyan, his handsome face was helpless, he didn't know how to persuade Mu Xiaoyan to run away with him.

"Get up." Huangfu Xijue frowned, and she forced her thin lips to open.

"I'm sorry! Come back with me." Mu Xiaoyan was as stubborn as ever.

At this time, the people chasing them had already rushed over, and it was too late to run. One of them, a middle-aged uncle in a worn brown coat, squatted down and pulled Mu Xiaoyan.

Huangfu Xijue turned his eyes and waved his arm: "Who told you to touch her?"

No one could listen to his words, and they just passed by like wind.

The middle-aged uncle slowly turned his head towards Huangfu Xijue, he was a little surprised to see his appearance, but his expression was still angry, and he said something cursing.

The rest of the people also started to attack Huangfu Xijue and Mu Xiaoyan, not that these people wanted to beat them, they wanted to arrest them.

But Xijue Huangfu didn't allow anyone to touch Mu Xiaoyan in any way, as long as he tried to reach out to Mu Xiaoyan, he would never forgive him, causing these men to attack him together.

Who is Huangfu Xijue? He has experienced all kinds of training since he was a child, and his skills are even more extraordinary. How could he be afraid of just a few people.

The middle-aged uncle threw away the ax in his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed towards Huangfu Xijue.

Huangfu Xijue avoided him with a sideways kick, and kicked him from the side. The uncle was kicked to the ground before he could show his skills.

Seeing that the other two middle-aged uncles were not convinced, they clenched their fists and slammed towards Huangfu Xijue with all their strength. Huangfu Xijue stepped back directly, grabbed the arm of one uncle with one hand and swung towards the other uncle. .

The two collided fiercely.

"Huangfu Xijue, you stop, you can't fight any more." Seeing that the situation was really bad, Mu Xiaoyan sat up from the ground.

She was very worried that Xijue Huangfu would be injured, but she was also worried that his fight would make this matter develop out of control.

When Huangfu Xijue heard Mu Xiaoyan's words, his heart ached heavily. The palm he was about to wipe away suddenly clenched, and he punched an uncle in the chest.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." The uncle was knocked back by the sudden fist and took two steps back, coughing heavily.

"Huangfu Xijue!" Mu Xiaoyan shouted again.

Huangfu Xijue ignored her, but punched another uncle, and both of them fell to the side.