High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 72 Lin Zhaoxia's Cold Blood
"What? Want to rob me?"

A group of gangsters, you look at me, I look at you.

One of the gangsters wiped his face, "Damn, why isn't this guy scared at all!?"

Inexplicably felt particularly dangerous!
But who are they?They are the masters of this land.The gangster who is least afraid of big things, how could he shrink back because of such a trivial matter?
"on!"

I don't know who said a word, and the gangsters surrounding Lin Zhaoxia instantly rushed towards Lin Zhaoxia!
The corners of Lin Zhaoxia's lips curved even more... She rolled up her sleeves, and when she raised her eyes again, her eyes were filled with coldness and wantonness.

Suddenly catching a hand extended by someone, Lin Zhaoxia unceremoniously pressed and twisted, only to hear a 'crack', the owner of the hand screamed, and his face immediately turned pale!
In an instant—it was deathly quiet, all the actions of the bastards seemed to have been pressed the stop button, and all the actions stopped suddenly!Seeing Lin Zhaoxia's swift action, the gangsters swallowed their saliva in fear.

This boy... is obviously not easy to mess with!
"Continue?" Lin Zhaoxia felt that it was not enough, she needed to vent, "If you want to fuck, hurry up, or is it a man?"

The contemptuous eyes and haughty tone made all the gangsters walk out of fear, and anger ignited in each of them!

No man is allowed to be said 'no'!

The anger covered up the fear in his heart, and these gangsters rushed towards Lin Zhaoxia one by one as if they were not afraid of death!

But Lin Zhaoxia wanted exactly this kind of effect!

'crack bang'

'crack bang'

With one after another crisp and clear voices accompanied by screams, Lin Zhaoxia twisted off the hands or arms of those who shot at her one after another.

With a big turn and kicking out with long legs, Lin Zhaoxia put one hand in her pocket, and kicked a gangster who was throwing her back to the wall beside her!

This kick was not light, it was right on the chest, the gangster slipped from the wall to the ground, coughed a few times, since it was bloodshot!
This time, all the gangsters are afraid.

Lin Zhaoxia leaned against the side wall with her hands in her pockets, her contemptuous eyes swept over the faces of all the gangsters, the boy's whole body was full of aura, and after a while, a deep chuckle overflowed from the boy's pleasant voice.

The gangsters didn't dare to move at once... It was an undeniable fact that they were frightened by this cold-blooded boy who suddenly appeared!

Too cruel, too cruel!

It's ruthless to the extreme!
But there is still reluctance... A gangster secretly took out a knife, and when everyone was not paying attention, he suddenly rushed towards Lin Zhaoxia again!
Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyes, a flash of sternness flashed in her eyes, and before she could make a move, a figure had already taken a step ahead of her, directly grabbed the gangster's wrist, held the wrist with a strong hand and twisted vigorously in the opposite direction, A crisp voice sounded, accompanied by the gangster's screams and the sound of the knife falling to the ground, the other party's deep and magnetic voice came, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Lin Zhaoxia looked at the person coming, "Yang Moyan?"

Frowning, Lin Zhaoxia pursed her lips and became silent.

Yang Moyan shook off the gangster in his hand, took out a tissue to wipe his hands; he had a slight cleanliness, although it was not serious, he still cared very much.

With a twist of his feet, he turned around, his handsome face was still expressionless, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Looking at the young man leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, he looked up and down a few times, and after ensuring that the other party was not injured, Yang Moyan breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)