Chapter 160
"Hey, let's see who gets beaten first." Jiang Mianmian gritted her upper and lower teeth, feeling a sense of excitement that she hadn't felt in a long time.

Beating up a scumbag boy in the corner, and then throwing him downstairs in the girls' dormitory for public display or something, the scene is enjoyable just thinking about it.

"Jiang Mianmian, what crooked idea are you thinking?" Fang Luoze asked through gritting his teeth as soon as he met Jiang Mianmian's expression.

From the very beginning to the present, this woman has not stopped for a day, and now she directly punches him, which is very good.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Jiang Mianmian pointed her fist at Fang Luoze, and a gleam of excitement flashed across her eyes.

The next second, the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Jiang Mianmian felt that there was an empty space under his fist, and the punch he swung missed.

"Huh, what about people?"

Jiang Mianmian stared at the figure that suddenly disappeared, and was taken aback for a moment, then looked around blankly.

Fang Luoze dodged Jiang Mianmian's move, and his whole body was in a state of embarrassment. His well-groomed bangs drooped down, covering his narrow and upturned eyes, adding a bit of femininity to his originally cold temperament.

More than half of his neckline was ripped open, exposing a large area of ​​skin and chest muscles, and the sight made one's nose bleed.

"Jiang Mianmian, are you a female hooligan?"

Fang Luoze lowered his head with a cold face, his handsome face showed a look of embarrassment for the first time, and he yelled at Jiang Mianmian in a vicious voice.

"Who is the female hooligan? Damn, Fang Luoze, stop being self-obsessed. Besides, what's so good about a brat."

Jiang Mianmian's eyes turned around his open chest, she looked away guiltily, and replied with a poisonous tongue.

Even if she is a female hooligan, she will only hooligan her dear, she will never hooligan a little kid, okay?
"Jiang Mianmian, who do you think is a brat?" Fang Luoze's face suddenly became extremely ugly when he heard these three words.

"It's you, what a brat, you hit me." Jiang Mianmian smiled "hehehe" and looked at Fang Luoze provocatively.

He dodged the trick just now, which successfully aroused Jiang Mianmian's competitive spirit.

She couldn't wait to find an opponent, exercise her muscles and bones, and test her own skills by the way.

"Jiang Mianmian, you asked for this." Fang Luoze gritted his teeth tightly, looking at Jiang Mianmian with burning eyes.

The little kid just now successfully aroused his anger. After all, no man is willing to hear others say that he is small.

"Stop dawdling, hit quickly." Jiang Mianmian looked at Fang Luoze excitedly, and urged impatiently.

Fang Luoze straightened his collar, pursed his lips and punched it up.

The sharp wind blew past his ears, Jiang Mianmian turned sideways, and then kicked out with a flying kick, the excitement on his face became more and more intense.

Seeing Jiang Mianmian dodging away, Fang Luoze quickly flashed a look of surprise on his face, sideways dodged the flying kick, and then the more he looked at Jiang Mianmian's skill, the more frightened he became.

Jiang Mianmian's body is fat and bloated, but his shots are very flexible and quick. You must know that the speed of a person is inversely proportional to his weight. It is almost impossible for this kind of speed to happen to a fat person.

While Fang Luoze was thinking, his eyes suddenly glanced at Jiang Mianmian's exposed slender wrist, his eyes tightened suddenly, and he stepped forward to meet Jiang Mianmian's fist.

(End of this chapter)

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