"Why do you have to be polite between you and me!" The man was completely a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. The magic claws reached out to the pretty face of the woman in red: "Let me see the beauty's face under this veil!"
The woman in red was so delicate that she leaned down and avoided the man's palm that wanted to pull off his veil; the next second, the figure appeared one meter away from the man.
The man stared at the shock and widened his eyes: "You, do you know martial arts?"
A sharp look flashed across the woman in red: "Today, I will teach you what comes first and comes later; what is the minimum respect!" After speaking, my palms were as fast as lightning, and I greeted her cheeks.
The man's face swayed to the wind of the woman in red; as for his two followers, he was surprised to forget his reaction.
After a moment, the woman in red took back her palm wind and stared at her leisure, but the man was still swaying.
Half a quarter of an hour passed, and the man finally stopped his drowsy head foolishly.
"How is it? Is it good to be slapped in the face? "The woman in red asked frivolously, with a self-evident intention.
The scorching pain on his face made the man's pupils wide angrily: "Do you know who I am grandpa? Do you dare to hit grandpa and you are desperate for your life?!"
"I don't care who you are. Even if you are the descendants of the emperor of the dynasty, what are you afraid of?" The voice of the woman in red voice came from under the veil, with a faint sarcastic smile: "Oh! No! The emperor of the dynasty is younger than you, so there will definitely be no descendants like you who are unforgivable!"
The man was so angry that his cheeks were not handsome, which was comparable to pig's head at this moment: "What a clever look. Grandpa, I will tear your mouth to pieces today!" While speaking, his tall body rushed towards the woman in red.
The woman in red has a delicate and beautiful body, lifted up at the right time; she sent the man's tall body to the opposite wall.
The man was like a gecko, clinging to the wall and slowly sliding down.
Two followers not far away finally reacted from surprise and rushed to the side of the man who fell to the ground with a look of pain.
"Young Master! How are you?"
"Don't scare the slave!"
"Young Master..."
The two followers spoke with each other and finally pulled the man's consciousness back from his pain.
"No, go, give it to me, grandpa, I will capture that little demon, woman!" Word by word, squeeze out all the anger in his heart, fully expressing all the anger in his heart.
The woman in red curled her fingertips: "It's time to come, I still never repent; that girl will fulfill your wishes and let the three of you go together!"
The two followers glanced at each other, got up and rushed towards the woman in red.
The woman in red tapped her toes and her body instantly rose into the air; when the two followers had no time to react, one on the left and one on the right gave a heavy kick on their faces.
Two followers vomited blood and flew to the wall.
The woman in red floated down and moved her lotus steps gently towards the man step by step.
The man couldn't help but tremble, and he subconsciously wanted to hide from behind; but the walls that existed behind him blocked his retreat.
"You, if you dare to touch my grandfather, my father, my father will definitely not let you go!" The man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, but he still refused to give in.
"You really don't cry until you see the coffin!" The woman in red raised a pair of tender gloves and gently cheered for it: "Your 'courage' is really commendable!"
The man swallowed again and decided to keep silent.
But in the heart of the woman in red, he was hopeless: "What kind of way do you like to die more?"
When the man heard this, his pupils dilated little by little.
The two followers crawled towards the woman in red without caring about their own pain; because they knew in their hearts that if their master had a few shortcomings, they would not want to live in the world.
"Good luck to the heroine! Good luck to the hero..."
Looking down at the two men who were kowtowing desperately, the woman in red said in a calm tone: "Give him aside, continue to let it do evil?"
"No! No..." The two followers shook their heads repeatedly: "...The slaves swear that they will definitely be optimistic about the young master in the future and will never let him do anything wrong again!"
"Is that true?" His eyes swept to the trembling man: "Will you listen to advice in the future?"
"Yes! Yes!" The man kept nodding, completely looking like a hero who did not suffer any loss in front of him!
The woman in red eyes turned slightly, and she smiled calmly: "Since that's the case, I will spare you a life today!"
"Thank you Female Hero! Thank you Female Hero..." The two followers thanked repeatedly.
"But..." The woman in red suddenly changed her mind: "... The death penalty is forbidden, but the life penalty is hard to forgive!" Before he finished speaking, his toes were already kicked fiercely at the man's legs.
"Ah~~" a howl like a pig slaughtered, suddenly burst out from the man's mouth, as if he was shocked Qing Yaju.
The two followers had weak legs and fell heavily on the ground.
The man's face turned red like a pig's liver, his hands tightly holding somewhere down his body, and his wailing sounds were endless.
The guests who were dining downstairs heard such tragic screams, threw down their chopsticks and left as if they ran away!
"Silver! Your silver..." The inn owner hurriedly chased him out.
The woman in red played with her nails and turned a deaf ear to the man's screams.
"Young Master..." A follower reacted first, rolled up and crawled to the man with a crying voice: "...How are you? Don't scare the slave..."
"Young Master!" Another follower crawled towards the man: "It won't be a problem! The servants will send you to see the doctor, you must persist..."
"I'm afraid I'll let you down!" The woman in red voice heard a chill in her ears: "I have a lot of information about her kick, and I believe he will lose the ability to play the woman in this life!"
"No! No! No..." The man forced the pain of tearing his lower body, his eyes widened like a copper bell: "...Grandpa, I don't want it! Grandpa, I don't want it..."
"Young Master..."
The woman in red walked slowly to the table, sat back to her original position, and poured herself a cup of tea: "If you don't send someone to the clinic, I'm afraid your young master will die of pain!" After she seemed to remind her kindly, she began to savor the tea in her hand carefully.
The two followers were ashamed of their heads and got up from the ground in a panic: "Young Master! We will take you to the clinic now! There will be no trouble, there will be no trouble..." One hugged his head and the other hugged his feet, lifting the man from the ground.
The moment I went out, the man's eyes were filled with hatred: "Grandpa, if I break my descendants, be careful of your ancestors for the eighteen generations!"
Glance at the three figures that disappeared outside the door, the woman in red raised her eyebrows without comment: "I'm afraid you won't have this ability in this life!"
He drank all the tea in his hand, took out some broken silver from his waist, and continued on the table, and then floated away from the window.