1242 Chapter 1242 Battle Seven
The people around felt the surging power of Hu Li's body, and were so pressed that they could not even say a word. They could only look at the two people on the ring in a daze.?
Mu Ran's expression became more anxious, but unfortunately, it was too late...
Just as he was about to reach Hu Li, Hu Li's power exploded, like a hurricane sweeping towards Yun Luofeng.
boom!
A strong explosion sounded throughout the ring, so that the ring was blown into ruins.
Muran stopped and looked at the ring full of smoke and dust in shock. An angry flame rose from his body, and his red eyes turned to Hu Li: "Hu Li, do you know the importance of the attack? This girl is the person I like, how dare you kill him?
Hu Li was also stunned.
He thought Yun Luofeng could escape this disaster, but who knew that she could not escape?
how so……
His original intention was not to kill this woman, he just didn't want to lose in her hands.
"Miss Yun!"
An Zihao shouted anxiously, and two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes: "Miss, it's all our fault, we have dragged her down..."
At the beginning, if it weren't for offending Wang Mujing, Yun Luofeng wouldn't have made enemies with Wang Mujing, and Wang Yizhi wouldn't have made things difficult for her, and she wouldn't have beaten Wang Yizhi in public...
In this way, the next thing will not happen.
For a moment, the feeling of self-blame and guilt filled An Zihao's heart, making his heart tremble.
"Hahaha!"
Wang Mujing laughed wildly, and the laughter was crazy: "She died, she finally died! This woman offended me and she would never feel good!"
When An Zihao heard Wang Mujing's laughter, his eyes turned like jackals, tigers and leopards, and turned to Wang Mujing angrily.
"Shut up!"
Wang Mujing sneered: "Little Bazai, who are you yelling at? Without Yun Luofeng to support you, you are just a bunch of waste! Hahaha!"
This passage made An Zihao's already suppressed emotions burst out instantly. He rushed towards Wang Mujing in anger and bit his shoulder hard.
"Ah!" Wang Mujing screamed, "Hurry up, help me, this little bastard!"
For a moment, the people around him quickly went to La An Zihao, trying to pull him away from Wang Mujing.
However, An Zihao bit Wang Mujing's shoulder tightly and refused to speak out.
"Little beast!" Wang Yizhi's eyes turned cold and he slapped An Zihao's shoulder with a palm. Suddenly, his body flew out like a broken kite and fell into the crowd.
At the same time, a piece of flesh was torn off from Wang Mujing's shoulder and blood continued to flow.
"Blow me and kill this little beast!"
Due to Wang Yizhi's relationship, Wang Mujing often followed a group of young followers. Now when he heard it, the young followers quickly stepped forward and punched An Zihao who was lying on the ground.
An Zihao curled up in pain and said nothing.
"Brother Zihao!" The little loli's eyes were filled with crystal tears, but the tears never fell down. She opened the crowd and wanted to rush to An Zihao.
Unexpectedly, one foot stretched out from the side and tripped her up.
Chapter completed!