Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 227 The Cruel Boss Joe (4)

The siege, the arrow, the falling into the sea, all the memories of that day flooded out.

Others don't know, but does she know that he was the one who shot the first arrow in the back that hit her.

For the sake of the brothers and sisters of the same school, as long as he doesn't appear in front of her, she doesn't intend to take revenge, just treat it as repaying the favor he helped her once when she was a child.

However, he still appeared in front of her and even came to provoke her.

I haven't seen him for so long, but he still hasn't changed, and he still does whatever it takes to achieve his goals, which makes people want to beat him up.

Thinking about it this way, she did.

Qiao Luo narrowed his eyes and shot unexpectedly.

The wind of the fist was sharp, and it hit Ming Yuan's face without any doubt.

With ghostly speed, Ming Yuan couldn't dodge.

Not long ago, he was punched by Yi Xuan, and now he is punched again. This place in Huacheng probably clashed with him.

"hiss--"

There was a sound of gasping for air all around.

Many eyes looking at Qiao Luo were full of astonishment.

It was hard to imagine that looking at such a thin little girl, she could be so cruel.

Tang Xin was also taken aback. Looking at Qiao Luo's indifferent eyes and eyes, his body was full of bitter hostility, like a killing god walking from hell.

She felt suffocated in her heart, feeling that something was wrong with Qiao Luo at the moment.

She had a flash of inspiration, by the way, Beijue, find Beijue.

She secretly took out her phone, turned sideways, and hurriedly sent Long Beijue a message.

A faint smell of blood filled the corners of his lips, Ming Yuan touched the corners of his lips, and his fingertips were stained with bright red blood.

He frowned, and looked up at Qiao Luo with a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

The quick skill just now is not something that ordinary people can have.

Who is she?

Qiao Luo stared at him coldly, and said word by word, "I'll say it for the last time, get out of here and disappear from my sight."

Mingyuan wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, fixed his eyes on her, and said tentatively, "I don't remember that I offended Ms. Qiao, we haven't met before, right?"

The monstrous anger filled his heart, almost uncontrollable, Qiao Luo's forehead ached slightly, and the eyes that looked at him were oozing with coolness.

She grabbed his collar, and the ghostly speed shocked Mingyuan again.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was impossible for Mingyuan to be passively beaten twice.

He held on to the folding fan and blocked Qiao Luo's fist, "Miss Qiao, if you don't let go, don't blame me for fighting back."

Qiao Luo smiled coldly, and raised his foot as if to kick him.

Mingyuan tried to block it, but fell into Qiao Luo's trick.

Qiao Luo grabbed his collar and threw him over the shoulder with a backhand.

"boom--"

His back fell to the cold floor, and a pain spread down his back.

Ming Yuan frowned, and when he met the horrified eyes of everyone around him, his face was slightly embarrassed.

He got up quickly, and before he could stand firm, his collar was grabbed again.

He raised his head and met those translucent cold eyes. He was in a daze for a few seconds, and somehow felt that these eyes were so familiar.

Before he could figure it out, Qiao Luo punched him again.

I don't want his life, but I still have to charge a little interest, and she can't bear that stab in the back.

The people around were dumbfounded and stood there motionless.

Tang Xin stood up, seeing the scene for the first time, she seemed a little at a loss, "Qiao Luo."

what's going on?
No matter how annoying Mingyuan is, he wouldn't be so harsh, and there are many people around watching him.

Punch after punch, Ming Yuan was a little dazed by the beating, and there were a few more bruises on his face.

The folding fan was lost, and the clothes were also wrinkled, and he no longer looked like Mr. Pianpian just now.

His face was sullen, and he clenched his fists as if to fight back.

(End of this chapter)