The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 682 Pull him out!

After waiting for a while, Jun Moli really withdrew his hand.

Seeing her actions, Xiao Jue was slightly disappointed, but the man's eyes were filled with a smile.

Just when he thought that Jun Moli was afraid of them, a voice that seemed to come from hell sounded again: "Quickly say pull him out!"

Meeting her eyes, the man did not find the slightest fear in her eyes.

It seemed that he did not expect that Jun Moli was not afraid of the strength behind them, he was slightly taken aback, but soon came back to his senses.

A person who is not afraid of anything is the most terrifying existence.

He provoked a person like this once, and he would never dare to provoke him a second time.

Turning around, he hurriedly ran to the latrine, and joined forces with another man to bring out the leading man.

Throwing him heavily on the ground, the two men glanced at him in disgust, and immediately backed away.

Not only them, but the onlookers also took a few steps back. When Xiao Jue and another woman saw the man lying on the ground with a golden mouth full, their stomachs churned and they couldn't help but vomited it out.

Some other people are not much better than them.

Their stomachs were also twitching, but they tried their best to suppress the nausea, turning their heads to one side, not daring to take another look.

"It's disgusting."

Glancing at the man on the ground in disgust, Jun Moli frowned slightly.

Mo Ran withdrew his hand on Xiao Jue's shoulder, strode forward, pulled Jun Moli into his arms, and blocked her sight with his wide sleeve: "Don't look, be careful to pollute your eyes .”

Jun Moli was slightly taken aback, but did not push him away.

The scene in front of him was indeed a bit too disgusting, with the wide ink-stained sleeves blocking his view, it felt just right.

Seeing her obediently snuggling into his arms for the first time without struggling, Mo Ran looked down at her with a doting smile in his eyes.

"What are you doing in a daze, kill him!"

After a while, a cold voice came out of his mouth, which didn't quite match his tender gaze.

Hearing his words, the faces of the two men were extremely pale.

They dragon people have no weapons, their weapons are their nails.

That man asked them to kill their eldest brother, wouldn't they also be stained with some stinky golden yellow.

Seeing them standing still, Mo Ran was not in a hurry.

With a sweep of his eyes, there was a loud "bang" from the calves of the two of them, and a hole exploded in an instant.

"what!"

"hiss!"

The crowd of onlookers gasped, looking at Mo Ran with a hint of inquiry in their eyes.

They seemed to want to know who the man in front of them was, and why he was able to cause such destructive power while standing motionless.

However, although they were curious in their hearts, they did not dare to ask out loud.

I'm afraid that if someone accidentally offends a man, he will also become disabled.

Being looked at by people like this, Mo Ran pretended not to notice, and his coquettish purple eyes looked at the two men not far away for a moment: "Don't you want to do it?"

As his voice fell, everyone followed his gaze, only to see the two men frowning in pain, looking at each other, as if they wanted to shirk.

While the other man was not paying attention, the man on the right raised his hand and inserted it into the chest of the man lying on the ground.

(End of this chapter)