Dancing Youth: Evil and Rebellious Girl

Chapter 1028 Don't Move

Immediately, broken glass and beer liquid flowed all over his face along with the blood that broke his brain.

The entire dance floor fell silent, including the DJ on stage, the music was gone, and the lights were still spinning.

It shines on the muscular man's head, and then shines on the woman on his body.

With a tall and slender figure, he was still holding the half of the murderous beer bottle in his hand.

She is Ye Ziye.

She heaved a long sigh, as comfortable as venting a grievance, with a wild and arrogant smile on her mouth.

The left eyebrow raised: "Sorry, I missed it. But it proves that you are not an idiot."

Cut, there is no dizziness.

After speaking, his expression changed, and he threw away the beer bottle in his hand.

Leaping up on the spot, he turned around and kicked sideways. With an extremely fierce kick, he instantly kicked the muscular man in front of him away.

Her movements were unprepared.

When her legs landed on the ground, everyone saw only the gigantic giant falling down with a bang.

Such a thin, young girl.

Repeatedly successfully attacked muscular men who were more than twice her size.

The audience was shocked.

Everyone held their breath and stared fixedly at this unknown person.

That hand, that kick, how come there is such a great power?
Before everyone came back to their senses, Ye Ziye stretched out his long legs and stepped on the muscular man's chest, with the toe of his shoe pressed against his neck.

He said coldly: "Who is an idiot now?"

The muscular man was furious, he had never experienced such a humiliating moment.

Gritting his teeth and staring at the girl, his eyes were about to burst into flames: "You, ah..."

Before he could utter a word, his throat was immediately sealed by Ye Ziye's shoe tip, and he lost the ability to breathe in an instant.

The whole face was flushed, as red as a pig.

Seeing this, his accomplices turned pale with fright, and hurriedly called everyone to besiege Ye Ziye.

It's just a yellow-haired girl, seven or eight of them, how could they not deal with her.

Unfortunately, they were wrong, and they were very wrong.

"No, promise, move." Ye Ziye took out a black pistol from his waist and displayed it arrogantly in front of everyone.

With an evil and dangerous face, he pulled the trigger and pointed at the muscular men besieging her one by one.

Finally, the gun was aimed at the one on the ground: "Your sister and I are in a bad mood right now, get up and apologize to my friend."

After all, loosen the strength on the feet and move the body so that the muscular man on the ground can stand up.

"Ahem..." There was a sound of gasping for fresh air.

The muscular man rolled and crawled, supporting his huge body, and stood up with difficulty. His face was stained with blood, and his face turned red and white.

(End of this chapter)