Eldest Miss Divine Calculation

"Stop it, stop it to me!" Jiang Yuzhe roared angrily when several of his followers lost their combat effectiveness so easily and were beaten to the floor and howling ghosts and wolves.

"Young Master Jiang, have you forgotten who we are? We are dudes. You don't need a reason to beat people. How can you stop and stop!" Mu Hanyan said with a smile, and kicked Jiang Yuzhe with a punch. .

"Looking for death!" Since Jiang Yuzhe knew Mu Hanyan's dude's name, of course he knew the name of his straw bag. Seeing that he dared to make a move on himself, he cursed and slammed it in front of him.

But before they took the shot, Huayue and Zi Rong besieged them from left to right. The little fish and shrimps just now were too weak, and they were all still waiting for the righteous master.

Jiang Yuzhe deliberately wanted to teach Mu Hanyan a lesson, and naturally refused to attack Mu Hanyan because the two of them stopped their hands, working vigorously to cover the whole body, and still reluctantly attacked Mu Hanyan.

Although I had reminded myself before, but when he started his hands, Mr. Jiang forgot something.

It wasn't until the chrysanthemum tightened that he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Mu Hanyan's two doglegs were not ordinary vile, ordinary vicious.

Seeing that Mu Hanyan's fist had already arrived in front of him, Mr. Jiang had no time to stop. He clamped his hips and tried his best to protect the vitals. Then, with full of anger and hatred, he stretched his arm towards Mu Hanyan's fist. Right out.

A mere **** boy who dared to attack me, and dare to indulge his subordinates to use such shameless tricks on me. I want to break your fist and regret it for life. Old Master Jiang thought viciously.

"Oh..." Grandpa Jiang's wish fell through.

The two fists banged against each other, and Mu Hanyan's fist bones did not break into pieces as he imagined. Instead, it was himself who was blasted out by a tyrannical force.

"Swordsman Tier 6, the peak of Tier VI!" Da Young Master Jiang never dreamed that the rumored Mu Dawan, who was rumored to be a mess, was actually a Swordsman Tier 6 pinnacle master, much better than him. .

However, his scream like a pig was not because he was injured by Mu Hanyan's punch.

He was just head-to-head, and was shaken off by the better Mu Hanyan, and was not injured. But the problem is that without the strength of protecting the body, the vile kick behind it is full of power.

"Aw...wow..." Old Young Master Jiang fell to the ground, rolling all over the ground holding the chrysanthemum, and a screaming scream in his mouth.

"Too despicable, too insidious." Mu Hanyan sighed while looking at Zi Rong.

"It's not me this time." Zi Rong spread her hands, her face innocent.

Mu Hanyan looked at Huayue in surprise.

"I didn't mean it, really." Huayue looked innocent and serious.

Mu Han twitched the corner of his cigarette. Hey, it is true that those who are close to Zhu are red and black are those who are close to ink. The honest Huayue has been misled by his appearance. What a nice person before, now he is like this. After becoming so bad, can I still find a wife in the future? The **** Zi Rong has a fiancee for a long time, but Hua Yue has not yet. Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan felt full of sympathy for Huayue.

She has forgotten that there is actually another person who deserves more sympathy.

At sunset, the cold wind was blowing, but the chrysanthemums were everywhere...

Jiang Yuzhe's chrysanthemums are not ordinary sadness.