But unexpectedly, she was not afraid of Luo Yu at all.

Instead, he asked Luo Yu to apologize to her.

Simplify your conscious thoughts.

Perhaps, Chu Jin is not the kind of person he imagined.

But soon, Jane Yi denied his thoughts.

After all, an ordinary person does not have the ability to adapt to Chu Jin.

After a moment.

Luo Yu changed her skirt and came out of the locker room, turned around in front of Zhao Yan, and asked excitedly, "Mom, do you look good?"

This white skirt is like a star that has lost its light when worn on Luo Yu.

Not only did it make Luo Yu look extremely dark.

It further lowered the level of the entire skirt.

Compared with Chu Jin, the difference is not a little bit.

It is the gap between mud and bright moon.

But Zhao Yan nodded and said, "Well, it looks good. We Ajin looks good in everything we wear." In the eyes of her mother, her daughter will always be the most beautiful one.

Praise blinds people.

For a moment, Luo Yu became even happier and stared at herself in the fitting mirror, feeling that the more she looked, the better she looked, as if the fairy descended to earth.

If I wear this outfit to the Mo family, Mo Zhixuan will definitely fall in love with him immediately.

Luo Yu thought beautifully.

The salesmen around looked at Luo Yu and all the sarcasm appeared on the corners of their mouths.

What is Dongshi's imitation?

Just look at Luo Yu and you will know.

It's ugly, it's so ugly.

As a side, Luo Yu felt that she looked very good in this outfit. She kept circling around Zhao Yan and asked Zhao Yan to take photos of her.

Like...

joke.

Jian Yi quickly left the clothing store and followed Chu Jin quietly.

It's already late at night.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

To return to the inn, you have to pass an alley. As soon as Chu Jin walked to the entrance of the alley, he heard a slight cry coming from inside.

This alley is usually relatively withdrawn, with a dark inside, and even the light of the pearl in the night cannot be shined in. It looks like a scene of a horrible ghost story, and it feels a bit gloomy.

People with a little less courage may not dare to pass by alone.

Chu Jin stood at the entrance of the alley, moved his ears a few times, narrowed his eyes slightly, and confirmed the location of the crying sound in the darkness.

She picked up the wooden stick leaning against the wall, looked into the distance, and took several steps back. Just when Jian Yi thought she was about to turn around and leave, she flashed forward, and her slender figure disappeared into the darkness.

Jian Yi's pupils shrank, and he immediately raised his foot and followed quickly.

If others encounter such a thing, they will definitely retreat, but Chu Jin rushed up without even hesitating.

"Bang bang bang!" I heard that in the quiet night, such a dull sound suddenly came.

Jane must stop and look forward.

Only see.

Several little hooligans were lying on the ground, while Chu Jin held a stick in one hand and pinched his cell phone in the other, and looked at them condescendingly.

The light emitted from the mobile phone screen was reflected on her face, making her already elegant facial features look even more shiny and bright and charming at this moment.

Under her feet, the chubby little fox was squatting.

Perhaps it was influenced by the master.

The little fox's head was raised high, so cold and arrogant that it was impossible to find any mistakes.

The air was filled with the painful moans of the gangsters.

"Thank you, my benefactor, to help me." A young man of seventeen or eighteen, lame with one leg, walked to Chu Jin and thanked him.

If it weren't for Chu Jin just now, he might have been given to him by these people...

Whether it is the secular world or the supernatural world.

Wherever there are people, there will be good people and bad people.

The strong and the weak.

Bad people will bully good people, and strong people will protect the weak.

Similarly, where there are good people, there will be bad people, and where there are bad people, there will be good people.

"I saw the injustice on the road and roared, that's right." Chu Jin smiled faintly and then said, "By the way, are you okay? Are you seriously injured?"

The boy not only had his legs lame, but his head was also beaten to the point of bruising and swollen face.

A hole was torn in the white T-shirt.

There is also an ambiguous blue-purple color on the neck.

It looks miserable.

Hearing this, the young man coughed lightly with his fist against his lips, took a step back, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and then said, "Thank you for your concern, my benefactor sister, I'm fine."

Chu Jin handed the stick in his hand to the boy, swept his eyes at the little gangsters lying on the ground, and whispered to the boy, "For you."

The boy saw Chu Jin handing over the long stick, and soon understood her intention. He took the long stick and walked to a little hooligan. Under his horrified gaze, he suddenly smashed the long stick at the deadly acupoint on the little hooligan's head.

Bang!

Blood splashed everywhere.

The other little gangsters stared in horror, trying to scream, but they were a little bit a little bit. They felt like they were pinched by something in their throats, and they couldn't even send out a syllable.

I could only watch the long stick hitting hard on his head.

Then he watched himself fall into the blood and struggle to die in pain.

To the extreme humility.

If they had known this end, they would never have been where they are today.

pity.

There is never a medicine for regret in this world.

Because no one told them the story of repairing the dead.

Chu Jin stood aside, watching the boy smashing the wooden stick at each head, without even frowning, and a faint curve was curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Handsome.

Cool.

Cold.

Like a Shura crawling out of the depths of hell.

In the scene where blood was splashing everywhere, there was no trace of blood on her clothes, and she was like a clean and pure orchid.

Jian Yi's heart beat faster and faster in the distance. In his eyes, he could only tolerate Chu Jin and could never see others again.

The boy quickly solved all the gangsters, and the pure white T-shirt had been dyed blood red.

"Master." The young man walked to Chu Jin, bent his legs and knelt down directly towards Chu Jin, and put long sticks on his hands, looking very respectful.

OK.

What to do when you kneel down?

If she heard it right just now, the boy seemed to have called out "Master."

Could it be that there is his master here?

What kind of society is it?

And the word master?

Chu Jin's eyebrows jumped and reached out to pull the boy up, "What are you doing? A real man can kneel down to the sky, kneel down to his parents, kneel to kneel to his kneel, kneel to kneel to me, a little girl, get up quickly."

As soon as this statement comes out.

The boy raised his eyes in surprise, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.

"Master, what did you say?" She just gave herself a wooden stick and asked herself to deal with these gangsters. Isn't it just to make herself recognize her as the main one?
To be continued...