A fashion queen

"Haha, haha, you're so arrogant! At this point, I wonder how you can still be so stubborn." Bai Yumo looked at Mo Yunting in front of him, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger. He didn't expect this man to be so fearless in order to protect his woman from being hurt. Is he mentally ill? Is it worth it for a woman?

Bai Yumo sneered inwardly, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. He decided to capture this man alive and torture him later. That would be much more interesting. Letting him die now would be too easy for him. Thinking of this, Bai Yumo snapped his fingers, signaling his men to use force to finish off the man before them.

"Go!" Following Bai Yumo's command, everyone dropped their weapons and charged towards Mo Yunting. Like hungry wolves, they pounced on him fiercely, their eyes gleaming with greed and cruelty.

Mo Yunting stared at them coldly, a powerful aura emanating from him. His eyes were firm and cold, as if telling these people that he would not give in easily. He clenched his fists, ready for this life-and-death battle.

The momentum of both sides collided in the air, creating an invisible pressure. The entire space was filled with a tense atmosphere, making people feel suffocated. At this moment, no one knew the outcome of this battle, but everyone knew that it would be a thrilling contest.

Mo Yunting's body was as fast as lightning, dodging the first few attacks in the blink of an eye. His movements were as fast as lightning, making them difficult to predict. Then, he launched a flying kick, accurately hitting one of the men in the chest, sending him flying. The kick was so powerful that the man screamed and flew backwards.

Seeing this, the others rushed forward, attempting to capture Mo Yunting. However, Mo Yunting was agile and his moves were fierce, knocking down several of them in a few blows. His punches were like a violent storm, leaving the enemy unable to withstand them. However, despite Mo Yunting's strength, the enemy was outnumbered, and he gradually began to feel the strain and suffered multiple injuries.

At this moment, Cui Xueying suddenly made a move. She reached out and pulled out a sharp dagger from her waist, and without hesitation, she protected Mo Yunting. Her eyes were filled with determination and anger as she coldly scanned the enemies surrounding them.

"Stop!" Cui Xueying shouted loudly, with a hint of anger in her voice. Her eyes were like knives, as if to pierce the enemy's heart. She held the dagger tightly, ready to fight the enemy at any time.

"Oh, interesting. She is worthy of being the woman that Mo Yunting likes. She really has a different taste." Bai Yumo looked at the woman who was protecting Mo Yunting tightly, his eyes full of shock and amusement. He thought this woman was really interesting. If she was not the woman the boss wanted, he might really want to take her for himself.

"Xueying, step back, I can handle it." Mo Yunting put his arm around Cui Xueying's waist and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm here." Then, he exerted force suddenly and rushed towards the enemy.

He punched and kicked, knocking down several opponents in an instant. Seeing the situation was not good, the enemies retreated one after another.

At this moment, Mo Yunting's eyes were as sharp as a tiger, which made people shudder.

He approached Bai Yumo step by step, shouting coldly: "Today is the day you die!"

Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards Bai Yumo like a tiger descending from the mountain, and his fists and palms clashed with each other, and his powerful energy overflowed.

For a moment, the situation on the field became increasingly intense, and the two sides were inseparable.