Chapter 1827

The two big men looked at each other, and saw strong excitement and desire to conquer in each other's eyes. However, they did not move their hands or feet, but just took a step forward together.

Qing'er had to take a step back to widen the gap between them.

This action was regarded as fear by the two men, and they laughed, which made Qing'er very angry.

"Hey, you have a good posture." The big man on the left said in a vulgar way, his eyes wandering more and more wantonly on her body, and he continued to move forward.

Qing'er continued to retreat, but soon she found that she had nowhere to retreat, because there was a wall behind her.

"Hahaha!" The two laughed wantonly.

"So this is Chinese Kung Fu?"

"Girl, don't struggle, I just want some compensation, I won't do anything to you!"

Qing'er took this opportunity and made a lightning-fast move! She didn't really expect to hurt the other party, but the two men were only concerned with underestimating the enemy and their steps were shaky. If everything went well, she could at least find a chance to get away.

However, before her fist could touch the other party's face, the two big men in front of her suddenly changed their faces and staggered back as if they were out of control!

"fu*k!"

"son of bit*h!"

As the curse sounded, a tall and thin figure suddenly ran into Qing'er's sight. The light was dim, and she couldn't see his face clearly, but she could see clearly that he was holding the back of the big man's neck with both hands. She didn't know where he got so much strength, and the two big men who were obviously much stronger than him were thrown out by him.

Then he strode forward, exposing his face clearly in Qing'er's eyes.

"Ayao..." Qing'er looked at his cold face and couldn't help muttering.

But he didn't bother to finish, grabbed her wrist, and said hoarsely: "Come back with me first."

Qing'er only felt a surge of emotions in her chest. She wanted to say something, but choked again, and could only follow his footsteps involuntarily.

However, this was not the end. After the two big men stood firm, they naturally refused to admit defeat and rushed up again, cursing.

A Yao's face darkened and he gently pushed Qing'er aside: "Wait for me."

After speaking, he went up without hesitation. Qing'er was too late to stop him and could only watch him fighting with the two big men. Qing'er's heart suddenly rose to her throat. After all, there were two people on the other side, and A Yao might suffer a loss. She wanted to rush into the battle to help, but soon she found that it seemed unnecessary.

The years in the military school were not in vain. His every move was neat and sharp, and he had a very fast reaction and a flexible body. The two men could resist at first because of their height and size, but they fell into a disadvantage soon and were beaten while cursing and howling.

Qing'er completely put down her worries. Looking at the boy's figure with ease, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips. She was proud and couldn't help but become crazy...

At this moment, a white light suddenly passed in front of her eyes.

...It's a knife!

Qing'er suddenly opened her eyes wide and shouted uncontrollably: "Ayao, be careful behind you!"

It was unknown whether her reminder worked or Ayao had already noticed it. He turned around neatly and kicked the other person to the ground, but he heard another rubbing sound by his ear. Another person also took out a knife. Ayao had no way to avoid it, and in a hurry he could only hold the blade tightly!