Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

Tian Ji is waiting for Bo Zhiqing to make a move!

If the opponent takes the first shot, he will be better and fight back more happily.

Ex-fiance?

he?

Is it worth it? !

Bloody eyebrows swept across, clamped Bo Zhiqing's arm, twisted his backhand to his back, raised his foot, and kicked his knee.

However, after a few seconds, after a set of actions, Bo Zhiqing became kneeling on one knee and watched An Yangyang be dragged away with his own eyes.

"Let go! Yang Yang!!!" Hearing heartbreakingly, life and death are like goodbyes, "Come on! Come on! Liang Bo, you come out for me! Come out!"

The Bo’s Villa was less than five meters behind him, and there were bodyguards patrolling around from time to time, but no one came out.

The good steward ordered that the four young masters do not need to pay attention to it.

Earlier, An Yangyang was so painful that he almost fainted, changing from horror to begging for mercy, "You let me go, ohhhh, I am wrong, I am wrong, Anxia, ​​Anxia, ​​Anxia! I am wrong! Yes, I was wrong, please let me go, please..."

Except for An Xia, I can't think of who harmed me.

An Yangyang didn't see An Xia, Bo Zhiqing saw it. At the moment when An Xia appeared, Bo Zhiqing Jun's face flushed as if he was going to burst into flames, "An Xia, you put it to Yang Yang right away, otherwise..."

"Snapped!"

Tianji slapped his hands and gave him a slap in the face. The cool metal voice pierced into his ears, "I didn't let you talk."

I wanted to fight a long time ago!

Bo Zhiqing was furious, he was beaten in the face! Slap!

He has never been slapped in the face!

What a shame!

The neck was also flushed, and the blood vessels of the blue were stalked, glaring at An Xia, "Let..."

"Snapped!"

It was another slap. This time, he was a little harder, and he drew blood from the corner of the four young masters of the dignified Bo family.

"Do you still want to talk?" Tian Ji asked, changing her elbow to lock Bo Zhiqing's neck, and again, twist her neck!

Bo Zhiqing couldn't say it anymore, his neck was strangled so that he couldn't breathe, his blood-red eyes stared at An Xia, who was looking down at him from a high level, and there was an angry "grunt" in his throat.

"I'm very happy that you and An Yangyang are together. Garbage is a perfect match for garbage. Garbage is for me. Dirty." An Xia lowered her eyes, looking at the so-called outstanding man, her black eyes contemptuously, "Remember. , See me in the future, walk around, don't dirty my eyes."

Bo Zhiqing was so insulted that he was not even afraid of death, his eyes burst into tears of An Xia's anger, his knees on the ground kept trying to stand up, and he kept being held down by Tian Ji.

Finally, Liang Bo walked out.

He came out on behalf of Mr. Bo.

"Miss An, my old man said that the fourth young man is not sensible, and he will surely restrain him in the future. I also ask Miss An to raise his hand high and put the four young and one horse away." Liang Bo was very respectful, with his hands hanging on his abdomen, slightly bent over, respectfully and respectfully. The Bo family's decent, standing in front of him, would not look down because he was a housekeeper.

An Xia glanced at Liang Bo's hands, the five knuckles were very thick, the back of the hand was showing blue veins, the exposed wrist was slightly taut, and the strength was open...He was a good martial artist.

Waved, motioned for Tianji to release.

Afterwards, he said indifferently: "Go back and tell your old master, my business, don't care, watch, and detect, unless the Bo family wants to try the feeling of getting angry."

"Yes, Miss An, you must tell my old man." Liang Bo leaned, and easily suppressed the angry Bo Sishao with one hand, "Excuse me, Miss An, please."

With a good attitude, An Xia nodded lightly and turned to leave.

Behind him, there was a deep voice from the steward Liang, commanding, "Clean the place where Miss An Er walked."