C877 The Rhythm of Seeking Death

"What do you want?"

Miaomiao looked at the yellow-haired gangsters in front of her. Her body trembled slightly because of fear.

The few young men looked at the tender and tender woman in front of them. Their faces were full of vulgar smiles.

"Don't be afraid of little sister. Brothers will love you well!"

"Get lost, get lost!"

Perhaps it was because she drank wine