Chapter 943 2.379 Professional Flower Protection

"Oh. That's it." Qiao Mu responded lightly, and silently withdrew his little hand.

Seeing the weird faces of the men around him, Qiao Mu asked solemnly, "Then did you see me make a move?"

"No!" Several people shook their heads at the same time.

It's just a baby to me, I'm sure I didn't make a move...

"I'm warning you, don't pull it, try someone's claws! It won't bite you to death!" Qiao Mu slapped a fat claw away angrily, and squeezed in through the crowd.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the martial arts hall, he took a photo with the two sons of the Qin family who had finally squeezed over.

"Hey, it's Xiaobao!" Qin's big eyes lit up, and he waved at her ostentatiously, smiling like a flower.

Qiao Mu rolled his eyes at him, and was about to squeeze past them and enter the door without saying a word.

At this time, a particularly bold and unrestrained eighteen-year-old girl galloped over like a hungry tiger, screamed and threw herself on the eldest son of Qinfu.

Miss Qiao was simply a conditioned reflex, she kicked the girl somersaulted and flew out with a flying kick.

The windy movement of the hand, from stretching the legs to kicking away, was done in one go! The young masters who were watching all laughed secretly at the corners of their mouths.

The eighteenth girl fell into the crowd, causing a lot of scolding, and soon someone accused Qiao Mu, "You little girl, how did you do it?"

"You are a mysterious master!"

"Don't you know that in our city of Mojing, mysterious masters are not allowed to attack ordinary people?" The middle-aged woman who hated her looked a little excited.

He also yelled at people everywhere, "I'm telling you! My brother and sister were injured by a little mysterious master a few days ago! Oh! It's too wrong for a mysterious master to do something to ordinary people!"

"Yes, yes, you can go to Jingzhao Mansion to sue her!"

"Don't think we don't understand the law!"

"Why am I a mysterious master? Do you think I look like a mysterious master?" Qiao Mu asked expressionlessly.

It really doesn't look like that, a cute little girl with a paralyzed face, how could she kick someone away at such a young age! Could it be that they were dazzled just now?

"Bawei Bawei, Bawei Bawei!!"

"Qiu Ming Qiu Ming! Qiu Ming Qiu Ming!!"

When there was a lot of noise, there were obvious shouts and shouts coming from the left and right sides of the two groups.

The crowded crowd had to disperse a little to the side, giving way to two paths for people to pass.

Hong Bawei from the Hong family and Fan Qiuming from the Fan family each led two small teams, and walked over imposingly.

The key is followed by a large number of men and women who are... let's call them fans.

Carrying a banner and holding slogans, there were also people who commanded the fan team to shout slogans in unison, arrogantly and arrogantly, shouting all the way over as if they were raising a flag to rebel.

Qiao Mu glanced over, then rolled his eyes, and two words came out of his mouth: "Silly Que".

Prince Mo held back his laughter, coughed lightly and said, "Qiao Qiao, there are too many people here, let's go in."

Qiao Mu nodded. Just as he was about to turn around, he saw a plain-looking man in his mid-twenties squeezed out of the crowd behind him.

He trotted all the way, pretending to laugh boldly, stretched out his hands in a hug, and ran towards Duanyue on the steps, "Old Four, I have been looking for you for a long time!"

The corner of Duanyue's mouth curled up into a wicked smile, and a faint burst of profound force emanated from between his fingers, hitting the man's knee like a torrential rain.