Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

What method did she use to make him unable to break free no matter what he did?

The man in the flowered shirt was puzzled and couldn't believe it, while threatening Ruan Xingchen.

Unfortunately, before he could say more, a huge force suddenly hit him.

He felt a pain in his abdomen, and the man in the flowered shirt saw only a tall figure in a black suit flash by. Then the blue sky and white clouds floated before his eyes, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"boom!"

With a dull sound, the tall figure hit the hot asphalt road, stirring up a layer of fine dust.

The scorching sun is so strong and bright that people can't open their eyes.

Just when the man in the flowered shirt was seeing blurry vision and even double vision, his chest was stepped on hard, and a figure filled with coldness appeared before his eyes.

"Who are you, my father? Who do you want to give trouble to?"

Huo Yan calmly and confidently stepped on the floral shirt, not looking like he was surrounded by enemies at all, with a certain nonchalant elegance.

His dark eyes were deep and dark, filled with a cold look. He stared sharply at the man at his feet and said coldly, "Let me see how you're going to make me look bad."

The man in the flowered shirt felt a little dizzy and his chest felt a little heavy.

He coughed dryly twice, covered his chest, and struggled clumsily on the ground like a stranded fish, but could not break free from the man's control.

"Boss!"

The other people he brought with him exclaimed and glared at Ruan Xingchen and Huo Yan, who looked out of place in the current scene and looked like they had just walked out of some luxurious banquet even though they were wearing simple black dresses and black suits.

"Let our boss go! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

After an angry curse, someone took out a wooden stick and shouted fiercely: "I'm not afraid of being scared!"

"I'd like to see how you can be rude."

His thin lips curled up coldly in a ruthless arc, and Huo Yan's eyes were cold.

Wearing custom-made high-end leather shoes, he increased his strength and rubbed the chest of the flowered shirt, saying coldly: "You dare to speak nonsense to my wife? I think you are tired of living."

"Cough cough..."

The man in the flowered shirt couldn't help but cough dully, with anger flashing in his eyes.

When had he ever lost face like this?

These two people really don't know what's good for them.

Do you think you're some martial arts novel master who can take on ten enemies on your own? And you even dare to stand up for justice.

Malice flashed in his eyes, and he shouted hoarsely, "Brothers, what are you standing there for? Grab your weapons! I'm going to make them kneel before me and beg for mercy!"

He and the guys he brought in clearly have a lot of experience.

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of people took out strong wooden sticks from behind their backs and surrounded him with fierce looks on their faces.

"Why don't you let our boss go?"

The red-haired man at the front screamed and cursed fiercely, "The stick in my hand has no eyes. Today I will let you know why the flowers are so red!"

"boom!"

He had barely finished speaking when he felt a heavy blow to the stomach.

The black skirt draws a beautiful arc in the air, like a gorgeous blooming black flower, charming and brilliant.

The white and slender calves and delicate ankles are faintly visible under the skirt.

Ruan Xingchen kicked the red-haired man hard in the abdomen. When he fell to the ground uncontrollably, he reached out and slapped him on the wrist.

"what!"

Red Hair couldn't help but scream.

His hand loosened, and in the blink of an eye the wooden stick in his hand was in Ruan Xingchen's hand.

The beautiful and bright girl in front of him had flaming red lips, and her lips curled up a little, revealing a faint and cold smile.

"Your lines are so clichéd."

She uttered the words lightly, holding the wooden stick in one hand, a cold look flashing in her clear eyes.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, the wooden stick hit the red-haired man's head, and thick blood flowed down his forehead.

The red-haired man's eyes went dark and he slowly fell to the ground. Before he passed out, he had only one thought in his mind.

So fucking beautiful.

It is said that the more beautiful a flower is, the more poisonous it is, and the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is. The ancients were right.

"Oh shit!"

When the other strong men saw it, they were stunned.

Then, his rage flared up, and he cursed and shouted, "How dare you hit our brothers! Catch this woman and this pretty boy, and today we'll make them regret offending our boss!"

"idiot."

Ruan Xingchen opened her red lips slightly and uttered two clear words.

With quick and decisive actions, he raised the wooden stick to block the first person who attacked him, and then kicked him as usual!

The man subconsciously arched his waist and dodged to the side, avoiding her foot.

With a sinister smile on his face, he said with a bit of pride: "Do you think I will be fooled by the same routine? I..."

"You won't be fooled?"

Ruan Xingchen looked at him with a cold gaze, seeming to smile, and said in a soft and charming voice, "So what are you going to do now?"

As she spoke, she clenched her beautiful and delicate fist and shook it in front of the man's eyes.

The man's expression froze on his face, his pupils dilated unconsciously, revealing a hint of fear.