"Stupid bitch, how dare you vomit me?"

"You two, put her on the ground and see how I deal with her!"

The two gangsters escorting Zhou Yanxi immediately let go, and Zhou Yanxi fell to the ground softly and couldn't even stand up.

But she still stared at Tang Zhengshen with a look of innocence.

"Damn it! You dare to glare at me?"

Still not satisfied, Tang Zhengshen stepped on Zhou Yanxi's face with a hard kick.

"Glap, glare to me again!"

While talking, Tang Zhengshen crushed his feet hard, causing Zhou Yanxi's face to become distorted.

"Let go of Sister Xi! You bastard! You scum! You beast..." Xiaoya cursed in anger.

Yi Na was also yelling and scolding.

However, their strength was too small to push away the gangsters who were in front of them.

"Sister Xi, how are you doing?

Sister Xi…” “Sister Xi, are you okay?”

No matter how Xiaoya and others shouted, Zhou Yanxi couldn't speak.

At this moment, her face was being stepped on by Tang Zhengshen, and her jaw was deformed, and she couldn't respond even if she wanted to.

"Fatty, please let go of Sister Xi, otherwise when my brother comes, I want you to die ugly!"

Xiaoya cursed.

"Your brother?"

Tang Zhengshen glanced at Xiaoya slightly.

"Oh, I remember, it's that guy who painted?

Haha..." Tang Zhengshen was disdainful.

The gangsters he borrowed from his friends on the Tao, each of whom was seeking life at the edge of the knife, and one could beat five or six ordinary people.

So what if Zhou Yanxi and others really have helpers?

Come, clean up.
Chapter completed!