Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Yuan Xi silently stepped aside, this guy hasn't done it for a long time, he is so excited about this kind of stuff.

If she...

She must have rushed to get a fat beating, well she was excited too, ooh ooh.

No way, she wanted to see the boss of Qiang beat up and be shocked.

The ten killers who had been following them all stopped in unison, and murderous intent flashed in their eyes.

The leader quickly looked at the surrounding environment, and it was here.

With a dozen gestures, suddenly, ten dead men dressed in black and armed with guns surrounded Qiang Mo and Yuan Xi together.

Qiang Mo looked at these ten people with no surprise at all, tsk, why are there only so many people?

Sadness flashed in my eyes, there were too few people...

With both hands, she slowly unwrapped the outer packaging of the Ming Flute. This is a broken auction house, wrapping her things like zongzi.

Seeing that Qiang Mo was not at all flustered, the killer headed was a little angry, and he immediately sent the ignorant young man to see the King of Hell.

Seeing the dramatic expression on the killer's head, Yuanxi knew the latter's inner drama.

The expressions on some of the paralyzed little faces remained unchanged, but their hearts burst into laughter.

It's good to send it to see the king of hell, she remembered that the cowardly king of **** happened to be the little fan girl of the boss of Qiang.

That's good, fan meeting.

Yuan Xi thought a little unkindly.

Finally, Qiang Mo removed all the protective measures on the Ming Flute, and felt this familiar feeling... Really, I haven't seen you for a long time...

The headed man in black saw Yudi's oppression for a moment, and then forced himself to return to his original state.

No, the owner of the house said that this flute was just rumored to be evil.

With a low growl:

"superior."

The nine dead men behind him raised the desert eagle in their hands in a well-trained manner, and their guns were aimed at Qiang Mo, and they kept approaching.

Qiang Mo's eyes flashed with interest, this gun is not bad, but unfortunately the person who uses it is not worthy of it.

Looking leisurely and indifferently at the approaching dead man, there was no trace of waves in his eyes.

The leader looked at Qiang Mo's expression of no panic, and his heart was inexplicably uncertain.

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, he took the lead in pulling the trigger in his hand.

An evil and charming smile appeared on Qiang Mo's face, and she was handsome and threatening. Suddenly, she saw her body swirl, flipped into the air, turned into an arc, and landed gently, dodging the bullet.

The leader looked at this scene in disbelief, he, he was so close to him!

If he said that at a long distance, he still believed that someone could hide his bullet, but at such a close distance? !

Ruthless determination flashed across his eyes. Today, he was afraid that he would encounter a tough stubble. He gestured to the dead man behind him, some besieged Yuanxi, and some continued to attack Qiang Mo.

Qiang Mo glanced at Yuanxi, but he was not worried. If the first sister of the underworld, who was in front of the underworld's leader, couldn't beat even a few trash, I'm afraid it would be better to say that she was credible.

Looking back at the dead man in front of him, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Turning the transparent jade flute in his hand, he stood quietly in the same place, like a graceful and noble son.

The dead man rushed directly to Qiang Mo, who was standing still, and greeted him fiercely.

Qiang Mo casually swung the Ming flute horizontally with one hand, blocking the dagger of a dead man. At the same time, he swept the dead man charging behind his feet, and the mud flute in his hand flipped over again and struck in front of the two dead men.

The slender feet were pushed towards the dead man who was pressed by the jade flute, but in an instant, two people fell down.