Chapter 1039: She tasted a strong gin

Everyone's hands holding a knife, broken fractures, dislocated dislocations.
Joss has always known that she is an agent scum, so fighting focuses on skill and practicality.
Not only does he specialize in beating people, he also knows how to get rid of the opponent's force.
The customers around were also silly.
This woman looked very slender and gentle, and she was also quite admiring even to fight people, but... I didn't expect this hurt to be so high.
If everyone didn't know what happened, I'm afraid they would think that the gangsters on the ground were acting with Joss.
Joss fell down a bunch of people, and no one dared to step forward easily.
She let go of Rong Jinghui and strode to the woman before.
"Just now, were you telling those people to attack me?" She was smiling, her smile was very light, but she was 10,000 times more charming than the woman in front of her, that kind of charm in her bones, and the charming that relies on makeup and pretentious gestures. Is completely different.
The woman takes a step back.
It was obvious that Qiao Sisi was laughing, but her feet trembled.
"Bitch!" Qiao Sisi raised her hand and slapped the woman in the face.
That voice is extremely loud.
The onlookers trembled after the fight.
The woman's cheek swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"So Sao, be a bus! Come to mess with our third son? Do you know how to write dead words?"
Joss pinched the woman's neck.
Glancing at her chest, "How much silicone is there? Believe it or not, I will blow up your fake milk?"
The crowd was stunned.
Qiao Sisi's voice was actually very gentle, and it seemed a bit counterintuitive to say such domineering and revealing words.
But no one dared to doubt that she was a domineering queen who did what she said.
The police car outside honked from far to near.
Qiao Sisi released her hand and threw the woman to the ground, letting her slump on the ground like carrion and cough loudly.
She turned around and grabbed Rong Jinghui's hand, "Go!"
She has no time to go to the police station.
The purpose of her finding was to let Rong Jinghui go back and do an appraisal with Father Rong.
But Rong Jinghui slammed her hand away.
"You..." Qiao Sisi turned her head back a little impatiently.
She wanted to say another sentence, but she stopped.
Because Rong Jinghui was silently lowering his head, looking at his palm.
There was a blood stain on his palm.
It was not his blood, but Qiao Sisi's blood.
When the man just got the stab, Joss grabbed the blade for him and saved his life.
Her palm was also cut without a doubt.
But from just now to now, she seems to have never cared about her injury, even hitting that woman with her injured hand.
"It's just a small injury." Joss raised her eyebrows and deliberately raised her eyebrows. "What? Feeling distressed?"
As she said, she went to pull Rong Jinghui again.
She heard that the police had entered the door.
It's too late to go now.
However, Rong Jinghui once again brushed her kindness.
This time, instead of throwing her away, he firmly grasped her injured hand.
He couldn't feel where her wound was, but he could feel her palm sticky because of blood stains.
Her blood is hot, and it seems to be beating with her pulse.
He dragged her over suddenly.
Joss was not sure, so she just had questions in her eyes.
But the next second, she suddenly felt Rong Jinghui leaning over and clasping her waist.
Before she could remove the expression in her eyes, his face in her pupils was already enlarged and pressed down.
Qiao Sisi smelled a strong aroma of wine and seemed to have tasted juniper berries.