The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Still tough.

At this point, on the other side of the alley, there was the sound of dazzling slippers.

A woman appeared here in her pajamas carrying garbage.

The woman obviously didn't realize what was happening here.

Until he came along, under the dusk street lamp, looking down at the people who had fallen.

“Ah!!!!! ”

Scream out.

When he heard the voice, Huo resigned and looked up.

Boom!

One didn't notice, he got a stick on his shoulder.

He took a step back.

Screw the eyebrows.

There is impatience in the eyebrows.

Where did this come from?

The original teenager's face was stained with flatulence.

Opposite, there are five more.

After screaming, the girl hurried down and hid beside the trash can.

You can't shake, you can't make any more noise.

At this time, Brother Kim asked.

“What are you still standing there for?! Get on!! ”

Voice down, the battle that has just been paused once again begins.

Because of the injury to the arm, a number of injuries have been inflicted on the body in plain condition.

He took two steps back and looked at the last three people left in front of him.

Squeeze your eyes.

Back off?

Impossible.

Just, give me a hand.

He jumped three steps and two quick steps.

At this time, the three attacked simultaneously.

Boom!

One was kicked down and one was knocked down on the ground.

The last person left, holding an iron stick in his hand, appeared behind him.

Unavoidable.

Just not the pain I expected.

Just hear one bang!

Then he was held by a pair of white hands.

A hint of milk sugar that hasn't dissipated, leading him to perceive it.

He looked up.

Then, it matched Su Yan's gaze.

She asked.

“Are you all right? ”

Soft sound.

Like a feather, sweeping his heart at once, itching.

He looked back.

The man was kicked aside and never got up again.

His eyebrows moved and he leaned closer to Su Smoke's ear, mumbling.

Hot gas spray thin

“I didn't expect the teacher to have a good kung fu. ”

While talking, one hand held Su Yan's waist very naturally.

As he imagined, the whole person was soft, not like those rough lords.

He squeezed in silence again.

Smell the milk sugar on her.

Sounds like it smells good too.

Su Cigarette nodded

“It's okay. ”

Her attention was all on his wound.

The rest is not serious, but the left arm seems rather miserable.

He was hit with a stick and cut.

Su Yan held him outside.

Take a side road.

“I'll take you to the hospital. ”

Huo Jie glanced at her.

Look how gently she twisted her eyebrows.

Apparently, she didn't want to see him get hurt.

He asked without a match.

“When did the teacher learn kung fu? ”

“A long time ago."

“How long is it? ”

“When I was a kid."

Talk and walk out the alley.

Until you open the door and get in.

Head for the hospital.

On the way, Huo resigned and answered several more calls.

There seems to be a lot of emotion on the other side of the phone, so you can hear some of the hidden Su smoke.

The opposite view of Huo's resignation is quite calm.

He answered a few calls and hung up.

She looked at the wound on his arm.

Blood runs down.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

She covered him with a tissue.

Look out the car.

“Is there no hospital around here? ”

Right at the moment.

Soon a hospital caught sight of it.