The young man in red walked forward, almost before getting close to Feng Jiu's side, he drew the whip in his hand towards Feng Jiu, cursing at the same time: "What a thing that doesn't have eyes long!"
"call out!"
Unconsciously throwing a whip, Feng Jiu immediately avoided it, looking at the man in red, frowning involuntarily, and opening his mouth was also very polite.
"Crazy woman, why are you crazy?"
Upon hearing Feng Jiu's words, the red man dressed as a man became angry: "The one who hurts me dare to be arrogant here! See how I can deal with you!" As soon as the voice fell, the whip was pulled back, and the spirit breathed. Yong, shook the whip again, and pulled it away from Feng Jiu's face.
She felt that this young man was three points more beautiful than she was a woman, and she was wearing a red dress like her, which was really an eye-catcher, coupled with the anger in her heart, she wanted to ruin that handsome and flawless face.
Upon hearing this, and looking at the red dress on the woman, Feng Jiu guessed that it was the man who had thrown money at her, but he did not expect that the man in red was also dressed as a man, but the makeup was flawed. There are too many, so feminine, you can tell at a glance that it is a woman.
The whip slammed out, and the small wooden table was beaten in half with a thump of spiritual energy, and the couple in the stall hugged and hid behind.
Tun Yun, who had been lying on the side, saw this scene and stood up. The small round ball arched slightly like a hedgehog, and the hairs all over his body stood up. A pair of bloodthirsty and murderous eyes fixed on the man. The arrogant woman in red had a low hissing sound in her mouth, as if from her nose and throat, it sounded like a beast's growl.
The gray-clothed middle-aged man who followed from behind took a look at Tun Yun, and a look of surprise crossed his eyes, because he couldn't see what kind of beast this little pet was.Look at the fluffy look, like a dog but not like a dog, like a lion but not a lion.
"Dog stuff, get out!"
The woman in red who was evaded by Feng Jiu and didn't hit him was furious. She sprinkled her anger on the grinning Tunyun and drew a whip towards it.
"No!"
The middle-aged man drank loudly, preventing her from drawing the whip to the little pet, because he saw the bloodthirsty and brutality emerging from that little pet's eyes, that kind of light was clearly unique to the extremely fierce beast.
He was worried that she would draw the whip to it and it would attract the little beast's attack, but even if he stopped it, it was still halfway slow.
When the whip was pulled out, the little beast leaped up with a low roar, and its chubby body was as agile as a leopard at this moment. While its four feet leaped forward, it showed its sharp claws towards the woman. Away.
"what!"
The woman screamed, her face turned white, and she stepped back abruptly, but the back of her hand holding the whip was grabbed by the cloud-swallowing claws with a few blood marks, which showed deep bones.
When he saw the injury on the back of the woman's hand, the middle-aged man's breath became gloomy. He immediately supported the woman behind him, preventing her from being hurt by the little beast for the second time.
The sharp and gloomy gaze swept over the little beast with grinning teeth and paws, and staring at the boy in red who was leaning on to watch the theater so leisurely, and asked with a gloomy voice: "Don't you want your little pet? "
As the owner of the little beast, he didn't actually prevent that scene from happening, but just watched, this young man is indeed very hateful.