After the beating, Qing Mang faced them with a beer bottle, and some elder sisters said, "Can you still fight?!"

"No more..." The young group of young men held their heads and shook their heads vigorously, indicating that they would not fight anymore.

If you continue to fight, their faces must be spent...

I feel so miserable after thinking about it...

What a shame, it was the first time to be beaten by a woman after being out for so many years.

Although they looked at it as a girl, this skill and fighting routine is clearly not a girl's. It's so special, everyone is like a man, or where they are weak and special...

According to her style of play, they would definitely have to give up, and they would have to go to the rhythm for several days...

Qing Mang's face was stern and serious: "Are you sure you are wrong?!"

"Knowing it was wrong..." Xiaoyoung refused to admit defeat, but still conceded.

"Not convinced? Do you want to fight again?"

"No more..."

"Say it again!"

"We know it was wrong!" yelled, there was some dissatisfaction in the words, but there was nothing to say.

When was the young man forced to look like this, and he was still on his home court, he felt very faceless for a while, but he couldn't do anything to Qing Mang.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Qing Mang's lips, which seemed to be very satisfied with what they said.

"Apologize to her!" Qing Mang pointed at them, looking impatient.

"I'm sorry..." The voice was as small as a mosquito.

"Inaudible!" Qing Mang replied somewhat fiercely.

"Sorry!" Xiaoyoung raised his voice.

"Can you still do such a thing in the future?" Qing Mang asked.

"Don't do it..." Xiaoyoung was forced to do this by Qingmang, and he simply broke the jar, and replied loudly.

"Very well, I remember you. If I see you doing something like this again, it won't be as simple as a fight." Qing Mang slapped a cruel word directly, staring at them with chills in his eyes. .

"Got it..." The young man replied in a weak voice.

Forbearance, they forbearance, who can let them beat others.

But it's really embarrassing.

"Okay, go quickly!" Qing Mang waved the wine bottle, motioning for them to roll.

Forced by Qing Mang's lustful power, this group of young people rolled away desperately.

After confirming that they were gone, Qing Mang threw away the broken wine bottle in his hand and recovered his usual calmness.

Looking at Lin Suqing, who was a little scared and silly next to him, he said lightly: "Scared?"

Lin Suqing nodded first, then Ya shook his head, and then approached Qing Mang with a look of admiration: "Wow, Qing Mang, you are so amazing! I'm going to worship you to death!"

"You don't even know, when you were fighting just now, that posture, that aura, especially the feeling of big sisters in the underworld, really made me so excited that I shouldn't want it!"

"By the way, when did you learn to fight? None of these men are your opponents. Why are you so good?"

Lin Suqing looked at Qing Mang with a face of worship, and the look in his eyes was like the feeling of a fan girl seeing an idol, like it and don't want it.

Qing Mang originally thought it was nothing, but she felt embarrassed to be so praised by her.

In fact, in the final analysis, these are all the credit of Lu Yanmu, she knows these things, they are all taught by Lu Yanmu, and they are not for teaching, and they are practical and practical.