The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

The car lights were very bright, so bright that people could not see clearly, but An Chen and Fu Yanxing were not included.

The two of them could clearly distinguish the location of the enemy in this environment, and everyone else's eyes were filled with white light.

The person on the opposite side turned on the headlights originally to create a deterrent effect, but unexpectedly he dug a hole for himself and buried himself in it.

An Chen did not trap himself in the crowd, but chose to defeat them one by one.

If anyone was watching at this time, they would definitely be amazed by An Chen's skills.

The right arm cannot be used, but to deal with these people, for An Chen, a left arm is enough.

Holding his shoulder with his left hand, he raised his elbow and hit his chin directly. He raised his legs one after another. After a slightly miserable cry, a person fell to the ground.

"It's boring." An Chen muttered softly. Although he was the one fighting, he still looked like he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

An Chen's skills were very neat and there was no delay at all, but An Chen didn't do anything cruel. After they were knocked down, they couldn't move for a while and just rested for a few days.

In this comparison, Fu Yanxing is much more ruthless. His movements are not only fast and ruthless, but also fast and decisive. He is holding one in his hand and kicking another on his feet.

An Chen glanced at Fu Yanxing during the fight. It had to be said that this man was so handsome even when he was fighting.

Almost all the people who were standing in front had fallen to the ground. Some of the people in the back quickly ran back to the car and turned off some of the lights.

These few are obviously smarter than the ones just now, which is really annoying.

An Chen and Fu Yanxing were standing together now, back to back, ready to attack at any time.

Those who can hand over their backs in dangerous situations must be people with enough trust.

Soon, the people in the car got out again, this time with weapons in their hands.

"They have knives, be careful." Fu Yanxing turned his head and said to An Chen.

The blade reflected a dazzling light under the illumination of the car lights, and An Chen and Fu Yanxing were quickly surrounded.

"There are so many of them, and they still pretend to be armed. It's not fun at all." An Chen complained to Fu Yanxing.

Although An Chen is not serious now, he is not ambiguous at all when he moves his hands. So what if there is a knife on the opposite side? He still cannot escape the fate of being beaten.

This time An Chen and Fu Yanxing have been standing together, and the two people's cooperation is surprisingly tacit. Fu Yanxing pulled the person over, and An Chen directly raised his leg. The two of them have not let anyone else get close to them.

"Left! Watch!" After An Chen kicked the person next to him away, he happened to catch a glimpse of someone next to Fu Yanxing.

The two of them changed directions in a tacit understanding. Fu Yanxing picked An Chen up from the waist. An Chen lifted his legs and the two of them swept around.

"Garbage." An Chen clapped his hands after being put down by Fu Yanxing, as if he had just touched something dirty, and then said these two words to the person lying on the ground.

"Did you touch your arm?" Fu Yanxing looked at An Chen's arm through the car lights and found that the gauze that was originally bloody was now soaked in blood.

"It's okay, what's your expression?" An Chen frowned when he looked at Fu Yanxing.

While the two were talking, one person secretly picked up the knife and tried to stand up, but he was unlucky and was seen by Fu Yanxing.

He was already angry, so Fu Yanxing showed no mercy and kicked the person into the car in one go.