Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

It is said that flies cannot bite seamless eggs, and there is no airtight wall in this world.

Jiaoyang looked at the man below, and the smile on her lips faded a little.

But that person still stood in front of her without knowing whether to live or die, letting the protests behind her come one after another.

Where did this lunatic come from? It's really disappointing.

Madman, get out of here.

The man still stood there, motionless.

When Bo Yunli noticed something was wrong with her, it was obviously too late. Jiaoyang laughed a few times with unknown meaning, then stepped forward, waved her hand, and shook off the cell phone that was recording the video in the man's hand.

There was a bang, and the phone screen flickered a few times, then went completely dark, with a few glass shards shattering and several deep cracks appearing.

You the man raised his head angrily.

Jiaoyang probably knew his identity: someone sent by another group. She doesn't have the guts to expose what she did to the media. It's just a disgusting joke.

She lowered her head, smiled brightly, grabbed his collar with her fingers, and wiped it gently: Since you can't speak, there's no need to speak anymore.

Bo Yunli was stunned for a moment, and it was at this time that he was convinced that the fact that these people gathered around had nothing to do with her.

The moment she took action, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet and dumbfounded.

Doesn't it mean that the eldest daughter of the Sheng family has a docile personality, letting others rub her into a round and flat shape, and embarrass her when it comes to important tasks? Now it seems that once someone touches her bottom line, she will fight back.

Sure enough, the rumors were not credible.

It’s hard to say what the eldest daughter of the Sheng family is like, but at least she’s not a weak person who can be bullied.

In front of everyone's eyes, Jiaoyang subdued the man with three strokes, twisting his hands behind his back, and the man kept screaming.

Does it hurt? She smiled half-heartedly.

It hurts, it hurts. The man couldn't say a complete sentence.

Then I must be so angry for beating you. Jiaoyang rolled her eyes, and the force on her hand increased again, which resulted in an even more tragic cry from him.

Jiaoyang muttered: You're lucky, you met me. If it were No. 3, you wouldn't be able to leave today.

Bo Yunli, who was next to him, heard it clearly. He was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh in his heart - he was quite self-aware.

The people around looked at the man's tragic situation, but they just watched helplessly, and no one stepped forward to dissuade him.

They all heard what he said just now. Such a poor little girl lost her mother and felt very sad. She still had to be embarrassed and harassed like this.

In their current opinion, this man should be cut into pieces.

The news that the eldest daughter of the Sheng family had beaten someone on the side of the road spread quickly.

Fu Qiran hung out for most of the day today. After coming out of the mental hospital, he walked on the road in a good mood, even humming along the way.

At this time, a young man with dyed yellow hair ran over: Master Fu, something big happened again. Sheng Jiaoyang actually beat someone on the street. Tell me, how come she, a young lady from an ordinary family, is always here every day? stir up trouble.

The level of trouble is almost as big as Master Fu!

What, did Sheng Jiaoyang hit someone?

To Huang Mao's surprise, Master Fu was extremely excited after hearing what he said and almost jumped up. It was like a wild wolf encountering a fat sheep, even its eyes were shining with the light of a hungry wolf.

The boss grabbed the thin and pitiful Huang Mao by his collar and lifted him up.

He trembled all over and nodded tremblingly.