Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Fuck me." The man raised his stubby fingers and waved, and he suddenly felt like he was a gangster.

The men in black who were following him were obviously used to this kind of thing, and they immediately rushed towards Jian Qing.

"ah--"

The people around him had panicked expressions on their faces, and they dispersed to the side for fear of being affected. The music stopped at some point, and only panicked shouts echoed in the air.

"Thea, wait here for a moment." Jian Qing helped Thea sit down on a chair nearby and whispered.

Thea was so drunk that she couldn't open her eyes. When she heard Jian Qing's voice, she nodded randomly in response.

Jian Qing curled her lips and smiled, then turned around and looked up at the people rushing towards her. The smile on her lips was tainted with a hint of blood.

The scarred man was the first to rush in front of Jian Qing, and directly struck Jian Qing's shoulder with one hand, trying to restrain her.

"Ha!" Jian Qing didn't move. She raised her plain hand and grabbed the man's wrist. The speed was so fast that everyone was stunned.

"You-" The man looked up and his eyes widened, his pupils constricted.

"Tsk, you're too weak!" Jian Qing's tone was full of regret. She grabbed the man's hand and gently broke it. The sound of broken bones could be clearly heard in everyone's ears.

"ah--"

Ghost-like screams cut through the night, and a creepy feeling filled everyone's hearts.

That hand was definitely crippled, everyone thought in unison.

However, it's not over yet.

Jian Qing calmly retracted her hand, raised her slender feet, and stepped out.

The movements are clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

The man, who was clutching his wrist with a face twisted in pain, had not yet recovered, but felt a fierce and fierce aura sweeping over him. Before he could raise his head to see what was going on, he was kicked in the abdomen, causing pain on his back. As he turned, he seemed to hear the sound of his own bones breaking.

The next second, in the astonished eyes of everyone, the strong body flew into the air, drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and then hit the pillar beside the dance floor.

"ah--"

"boom--"

After the shrill scream, there was a heavy muffled sound.

Time suddenly stood still, and the atmosphere was strange and silent.

Is this their imagination?

Such a slender woman actually kicked out a man weighing nearly 200 pounds?

Is this world a fantasy? This thought popped into everyone's mind. Is she going to defy heaven?

When the people who originally rushed towards Jian Qing saw what happened to the scarred man, their steps froze in place and heavy cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Jian Qing didn't care about the looks from around her. She pulled back her feet, reached out and pulled out a tissue on the table beside her, and slowly wiped her hands with a calm expression, as if the person who just kicked the person away was not her. .

"What, are you scared?" Jian Qing glanced at the man in black who was motionless, and her lazy voice was unabashedly provocative.

Pfft, the crowd couldn't help bursting into laughter. Zhao Cai usually took advantage of the fact that he was the only son of the leader of the Youth Gang and often acted arrogantly. This time it seemed that he had hit the wall.

"You bitch, you're looking for death." Zhao Cai had a troubled expression on his face, pushing away the person in front of him, staring at Jian Qing, wishing he could swallow her.

"You're looking for trouble." Jian Qing spoke venomously without any consideration, and Bai Jue and the others had to accept the defeat. "If you're scared, get out of here. Your mother told you to go home for dinner."

"Pfft--" This time, everyone couldn't help laughing, and looked at Jian Qing with a little more admiration.

This courage is awesome.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you catch her quickly?" Zhao Cai's face turned red, his eyes as big as mung beans were filled with viciousness. This woman dared to ridicule him. She was simply tired of living.

Due to the coercion of their master, the men in black looked at each other in pairs. After hesitating for a few seconds, they rushed towards Jian Qing.

A playful smile flashed across Jian Qing's eyes. She dropped the tissue in her hand and saw the wine bottle on the table from the corner of her eye. The smile on her lips became colder and sharper.

After the painful lesson learned from the scarred man last time, this time the men in black did not dare to underestimate Jian Qing, and cooperated with each other to surround her.

"Linzi, you grab her hand, I'll grab her feet, Tietou, you two grab her from the side." He struck Jian Qing head-on with one hand but missed. The man's face became tense, and his voice might be his own. I didn't even feel any tremors.

"If you are looking for death, then I won't be polite."

The cold voice was like an echo from the abyss of hell, hitting everyone's eardrums hard.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Jian Qing held a wine bottle in one hand, and her flexible figure shuttled between the men in black. Everyone opened their eyes wide, but still only saw an afterimage.

The movement was as fast as pulling up the progress bar while watching a movie.

"Bump-bump-"

A series of "crackling" sounds were heard, and Wu Dai could not see clearly what was happening. When everyone looked over, they saw Jian Qing without blinking an eye, smashing a bottle of wine directly on the heads of the men in black.

In an instant, the wine bottle shattered into pieces, and the yellow wine poured out, splashing all over the floor along with the coquettish blood.

"Ah, it hurts, my eyes."

"Master, save-save me."

All of a sudden, the few people who had been fierce and arrogant just now were all hunched over, with painful expressions on their faces, and blood was flowing continuously from the gash on their foreheads cut by the glass of the wine bottle.

The wine mixed with blood flowed into his eyes, which was so painful that the man in black couldn't help but roll on the ground.

"It's boring to smash it so casually." Jian Qing curled her lips, seeming a little disappointed.

Her voice was not quiet, and when everyone heard it, they were immediately confused by the wind, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch.

Please tell them, this is not a woman, right?

He should be a man, right?

Not far away, Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue, who came from upstairs, happened to see Jian Qing hitting someone with a wine bottle. They looked at each other and looked at Quan Jingwu.

Unfortunately, a certain man was not as surprised as them.

On the contrary, he had a doting look on his face, with his deep purple eyes and a hint of smile that could make someone drown.

They seemed to understand why he fell in love with Jian Qing.

Jian Qing is simply another Quan Jingwu, and she is another him in the world.

The two have the most similar aura, the most similar personalities, and perhaps it should be said, the most similar souls.

This was Han Yue's first impression of Jian Qing when he saw her. Even though they were far apart, he could still clearly feel her innate temperament that looked down on the world.

Even standing there quietly, it was impossible to ignore, and he had only seen this feeling in Keigo.

"Jingwu, you have really vicious eyes." Han Yue said with a smile.

In terms of appearance, even Song Xirou, who has the title of the most beautiful woman in the capital, cannot compare to her. In terms of skill, the sight of the group of men moaning in pain on the ground is enough to show that they have great fighting ability. He can find such people, Jingwu. The boy must be very lucky.

Quan Jingwu's bright red lips slowly raised, his purple eyes locked on the person not far away, "My wife is naturally the best."

Han Yue was speechless, "..."

As for showing off his affection so quickly?