Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 267 The White Moonlight Imprisoned in the Past Life 38
The surrounding crowd was bustling, and the whispering voices filled the ear curtains. Those who watched coldly chose to record this scene with their mobile phones.

The man and the woman smiled faintly as victors, and they pulled even harder. The little boy hugged Qu Yan's leg tightly, and his small body, which was visible to the naked eye, was trembling.

The corners of Qu Yan's lips curled slightly: "Then let's go."

The man and the woman were stunned and looked at each other in blank dismay. They were stunned for more than ten seconds before they realized it.

The man breathed out his nostrils, thinking that this coward was scared, his eyes were naked with disdain and arrogance, and his rough voice was harsh like phlegm stuck in his throat: "Go!"

"You damn girl, when will you understand something?" The woman pretended to be uncomfortable, afraid that passers-by would be suspicious. The little boy walked slowly with his legs hugged. Going to the side, cursed in a low voice: "You idiot, hurry up!"

After watching the excitement, the crowd dispersed.

Before taking two steps, Qu Yan turned sideways slightly, her pleasant voice was like honey in a honey pot: "Sir, where are you taking me?"

The man's face was tense, and he glanced at her. The victor spoke in a strong tone, replying like alms: "Take you to a good place."

The woman holding the little boy's hand stared at her warily.

Qu Yan showed a strong smile: "Really?"

The man suddenly felt a cloud of air-conditioning rushing into the neckline of his clothes, and his scalp felt numb. The next second, he heard the girl's sweet voice.

"Sir, I also want to take you to a good place."

When the man's eyes went dark, a heavy fist landed on his heart, and the woman's scream and the child's cry instantly rang in his ears.

She moved surprisingly fast, and no matter how powerful the man was, he still couldn't gain the upper hand.

The woman joins the fight, and the neglected little boy runs away, looks back a few times after running away, wipes his tears and runs with his fists,
Within a few minutes, the two adults were knocked to the ground by Qu Yan, crying out in pain.

Qu Yan tidied up the messy clothes and squatted in front of the man, still smiling dazzlingly: "Sir, you can look forward to the good place I said."

The man's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, a few teeth were missing, and he spit out a puddle of blood when he opened his mouth.

"elder sister!"

Qu Yan stood up, looked sideways, and couldn't help being stunned.

The young man has red lips and white teeth, delicate facial features, long and narrow peach eyes with drooping eyes, a somewhat lazy expression, a white shirt that looks more youthful, and an excellent figure.

"Tsk, do you need help?" Tang Quan asked lazily.

Tang Quan was just about to go for a ride on his newly purchased motorcycle, but unfortunately he was entangled by a crying kid.

Dragging him to this side, the little boy cried and said inarticulately: "I didn't do it on purpose. If I didn't do that, they would beat me and not give me food."

Tang Quan listened in a cloud of mist, and took the initiative to ask, and then pieced together what the little boy said to understand.

Qu Yan came back to her senses, her brows and eyes curved: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Tang Quan raised his eyelids, glanced at her, took out his mobile phone and called the police.

The little boy had stopped crying, hid behind Tang Quan, choking, looking pitifully tight.

When the two people who fell on the ground heard it, they felt frightened and scrambled up and wanted to escape.

Tang Quan's thin lips were slightly raised, and he caught him back. His tone was unhurried and lazy: "What? Don't give me some face?"

Men and women open their mouths to beg for mercy.

Tang Quan shook the phone, pressed his lips with his fingertips and hissed: "I'll talk about it after I finish the call."

Men and women:. Standing in a military posture again.

(End of this chapter)