Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 5 Street Raiders: Sweeping the Black Streets
Xia Yexing, for the last time, this time, be a good girl and promise not to do such barbaric things again.

"Miss, we beg you, we have caught you N times, you just let us catch you once, otherwise the master will fire us."

Xiaohu, who was struggling on the ground with his chest in his arms, stretched out his hand to me, pleading for mercy for his group of robot-like brothers.

Indeed, every time they arrested me, unless I was arrested voluntarily, they never succeeded.

But not today, because of those red pupils, I am not angry now, very angry.

"Xiaohu, it's still too late for you to take refuge in my Gulongkui..." I approached Xiaohu, condensed the spotlight of my pupils, and scanned the dozen or so guys whose brains only had orders.

"You guys, don't interfere." I looked at the group of people who were staring at me, pointed at the brothers who were watching, and then turned my arm ninety degrees in mid-air, pointing directly at the person in front of me.

"All of you, go up together." Like an order, I just finished speaking.

Like a programmed robot, more than a dozen men rushed towards me fiercely.

"Hmph..." There was a strange look at the corner of my mouth, and I waited nonchalantly.

That red-eyed guy, today I will let you know what is the strongest.

I thought naughtily, a figure in my pupils was getting closer and closer, I dodged sideways nimbly, and skillfully pulled out a chain whip made of white steel from my waist, and with a wave of my hand, several painful scream.

"Huhu...Xia Yexing!"

"It seems very angry."

"Xia Yexing... is crazy."

"Good job!"

The sun cast a dozen or so black shadows trembling together, and a large group of onlookers took the opportunity to boo, and the entire street of Top Street entered into a passion.

I flicked out my whip, hooked it to a steel pipe inserted into the fence, held the chain tightly with my palms, stepped on the ruined fence in the air, hung my body in the air, and kicked out a kick that just swept past the person who was attacking me.

Retracting the whip, I leaped briskly to the front of the cool sports car, and a painful groan came into my ears from behind.

My right knee was bent at [-] degrees, and my flat shoe covered with small grains of sand slammed on the shiny car cover, and I stared straight at that cold guy.

But soon I suffered another major blow in my life. The guy whose ear I bit off just now put his elbow on the car door and looked sideways at something to his right.

(End of this chapter)