The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

"Where do you put your eyes?"

Hang Ti held a cigarette in her mouth, lit it slowly, and took a puff.

He took two steps forward casually and smiled: "You don't even want your eyes?"

"It's quite spicy."

"Enough, I like it."

All of them, their eyes were full of lustful light, which was dazzling and obscene.

Hang Ti curled her lips: "I like it too."

She turned around: "Senior sister, what about you?"

The girl smiled lazily, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, and her facial features added a bit of indescribable scorn.

She slowly put her fingers into her hair, smoothed it out, and smiled coquettishly: "I like it too."

I haven’t had a fight in a long time and my hands are itchy.

When the men heard this, their interest was instantly aroused to the highest level, and they couldn't help but reach out and touch them.

Hang Ti was biting a cigarette at the corner of her lips, with a half-smiling look in her eyes, watching the hand reaching towards her, getting closer and closer.

When it was only a few centimeters away, she slowly raised her hand.

Smiling unabated.

The man's heart was filled with excitement.

The next second, his face suddenly turned red.

Click one by one!

Hang Ti pinched his wrist, twisted it, and removed the bone directly.

The man's painful wail suddenly rang out in the quiet street.

The expressions of the others suddenly changed.

They looked at each other and stepped forward.

Su Mucheng poked the mask carelessly, and the corners of her covered lips curved in an evil way.

When the man approached, she clasped his hand with her right hand, grabbed his shoulder, and attacked the other side with her other hand.

Kuai Zhun gave him a hard over-the-shoulder throw, slamming him to the ground.

Hang Ti had a great time fighting there.

If you don't hit the vital points, hit wherever it hurts.

It's like playing.

Qin Xiaomeng's eyes widened and she was stunned. After a few seconds, she rolled up her sleeves, rushed forward aggressively, grabbed the book, and smashed the person's head, desperately.

The five fingers are still pulling people's hair, no matter how hard they are, they can be used as hard as they can.

He also used one hand to gouge people's eyes and block their nostrils.

Catch wherever there is a hole.

Take advantage of any cracks you see.

A bit of savagery.

The scalp of the man she grabbed seemed to be torn open, his eyes did not dare to open, and the pain in his nostrils was excruciating.

It's like it's going to be gouged!

After half an hour.

police station.

Two groups of people, two interrogation rooms.

The policeman came out, looked at each other, and shook his head.

"This is too tragic."

Isn’t it miserable?

Three women and four men.

The ending can be guessed without even watching it.

But the results are one by one

In the interrogation room on the left.

Three girls sit on chairs.

One of them was holding his mobile phone and lowering his head to play a game. He was lazily leaning on the chair with his legs crossed. The chair was tilted at an awkward angle.

When the mask is taken off, that face is so eye-catching.

On the other side, a person is sitting on a chair, with his legs crossed and raised up, resting on the table carelessly.

His head was tilted lazily on the chair, his eyes were lightly closed, and he seemed to be sleeping.

one left.

A little bit more normal.

Her long hair was a little messy, and she was sitting there with her head lowered and picking her fingers.

Brows furrowed.

There seems to be a bit of a gang-fighting attitude towards admitting mistakes.

However, one by one

The girl's nagging voice sounded disgusted and low, but could be clearly heard in the space of the interrogation room.

"I'm so sorry. That man's nose is so dirty. If I had known earlier, I would have pinched his nostrils and suffocated him to death!"

"........."

Yeah, none of them are normal.

Entering the bureau in the middle of the night is like going home to play.

There is no serious or nervous attitude at all.

In another interrogation room.

four men.

His nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and his clothes were in tatters.

There was still blood on the corner of his mouth.

There is no good place anywhere that can be seen.

Oh, one more thing, there are still two pieces of toilet paper stuffed in the nose, and it is still bleeding. Open your mouth and breathe through your mouth.

So embarrassed.

Compared to the three girls over there, they were clean, without any injuries, not even a bruise.

The policeman looked at each other, pulled up a chair and sat down.

Open the pen and take notes.

Start with the name.

These people were quite cooperative and answered questions.

"Who moved first?"

"........."

Quiet as a chicken.

The four people looked at each other, no one said anything, and their faces were full of fear.

Those three women, no!madman!

Those three female lunatics are so terrifying!

They were beaten without changing their expressions, leaving them with no ability to fight back.

From start to finish, there was a fucking smile on his face.

When I think about it, I can't help but break into a cold sweat.

Is this a fucking woman?

Mom is right, beautiful women are poisonous!

Terrible!

The policeman turned his pen and tapped the table hard: "Whoever made the move first!"

After looking at each other, one of the men raised his hands silently: "Me, us."

They want to take advantage of others.

The policeman was stunned, then raised his head: "You made the first move, and you still called the police yourself?"

Anecdote!

Four grown men surrounded the girl in the middle of the night. The girl didn't call the police and they came.

Do it yourself first, and then call the police yourself?

"They are too cruel and cannot be beaten." The voice sounded a little aggrieved.

If he didn't call the police, no one would come to lift his broken bones.

police:"………"

Lose your face!

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