Chapter 75

Chi Jiao's cry attracted a lot of eyes and turned to this side.

But no one wants to meddle.

Looking at the shivering girl squatting on the ground, the boy in black leather grinned, "now it's too late!"

He is ready to stretch out his hand to grasp Chi Jiao's hair, but before his hand touches Chi Jiao, he is firmly grasped by a big hand with distinct phalanx.

The boy in black leather only felt that the hand holding his wrist was like a pair of pliers, which almost crushed his wrist bone. He showed his teeth in pain.

He turned his head and ran into a pair of black eyes full of ferocity.

"Who are you? Let me go The voice of the boy in black leather just fell, and a fist fell on his nose quickly and fiercely.

The boy in black leather was black in front of him. He covered his nose and screamed. He stepped back several steps to stabilize himself.

Not far away has been looking at the side of a few teenagers, see the situation here, have been carrying wine bottles, to this side.

Right Jue walks to crouch on the ground to embrace the head to shake of late Jiao in front of, black Mou heavy stare at her, "stand up."

Hearing the familiar voice on her head, Chi Jiao's lips seemed to be hooked. Then she raised her head, her eyes filled with the mist of grievance, and looked at the young man standing in front of her.

"Brother Quan."

Quan Jue couldn't stand Chi Jiao looking at him with her foggy eyes,.

"Still squatting there? Ready to grow mushrooms? " Quan Jue's tone was as cold as ever.

"I, my feet are numb." The girl's soft voice seemed to bring a cry.

Quan Jue rubs his eyebrows impatiently, then reaches out to Chi Jiao.

A small soft hand on his palm, slightly hot temperature.

Right Jue forcefully grasped that small hand and pulled Chi Jiao from the ground.

"Brother, are you ok?" The three teenagers also rushed to the boy in black and asked him with concern.

The boy in black raised his hand and wiped his nose blood. He stared at Chi Jiao and Quan Jue fiercely, "beat the man to me, and take the woman away!"

Several teenagers immediately surrounded Quan Jue and Chi Jiao.

Quan Jue could feel Chi Jiao's palms sweating. She turned to look at her and saw that the girl was staring at him with her eyes like black glass beads. She couldn't help lightening her tone. "Close your eyes, it will be fine soon."

Chi Jiao closed her eyes obediently.

The inner ecstasy is like a tornado.

She finally held hands with him.

It seems that he doesn't hate her as much as he seems!

This kind of cognition makes Chi Jiao almost unable to keep herself excited.

She has a problem. She perspires easily when she is excited.

As everyone knows, she just perspired, but Quan Jue mistakenly thought that she was afraid of sweating.

Those teenagers are not Quan Jue's opponents at all. Chi Jiao knows that.

So, she closed her eyes and waited.

Scream one after another sounded, about five or six minutes later, Chi Jiao's ears return to calm.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw the three teenagers fall on the ground, humming and hawing, looking a little hurt.

The boy in black leather was still standing, but when he looked at Quan Jue, his expression was like seeing a ghost, and his legs were constantly shaking.

During the fight just now, Quan Jue saw with his own eyes how ruthless he was.

This young man is just a madman. He is sure that if it was not against the law, he would have killed all of them just now.