A Person Has Only One Heart. Once It's Broken, It's Irreparable

Ruan Baoer harshly shook off the hand he'd placed on her wrist.

"You're asking for it. Go!"

Ruan Baoer dug out her mobile and was about to contact her bodyguard. At this moment, a charming voice traveled over. "Why don't I play with you?"

The drunkards turned around and saw Fu Ya in her red dress.

In the night, she was like a ball of fire, beautiful and eye-catching.

"You want to play with us? Sure!"

Both of them licked the corners of their mouths and walked over to Fu Ya with a sinister smile. As one of them reached out, Fu Ya clasped his wrist fiercely and threw him over her shoulder, relying on her black belt Taekwondo skills. He immediately fell to the ground.

At the same time, she used the high heels on her feet to kick the other person's knee hard!

Their pitiful screams nearly cut across the sky.

Fu Ya looked at the drunkards who were moaning on the ground. Her smile was as seductive as always.

"Is this fun?"