The source of the noise is a beautiful foreign woman.

Since ancient times, there have been many troubles, no matter when and where, there is always a battle between the bright and dark around a good-looking woman.

The woman in the center of the source is a blonde and blue-eyed tall hairy girl, with a skin deceptive to frost and snow, and her appearance looks unusually sweet, but her body is full of streamlined muscles with an extremely strong sense of strength.

Within the confines of the social area, this woman is the focus of many people's attention, intentionally or unintentionally.

Naturally, some people are indispensable to talk.

It's just that this woman not only has a hot body, but also a hot temperament.

Those who went up to talk to each other were all scolded back.

It's just that there is a man who is a little shorter, and I don't know each other.

After being reprimanded, not only was he reluctant to leave, but he intensified his efforts and wanted to do it.

This annoyed this hairy girl.

The explosive calf "whirred" and smashed into the man's face, and the short man obviously did not react.

But Mao Mei's calf was pinched by a man with a pigtail behind the short man.

Mao Mei pulled it out hard, trying to pull out her legs, but the man's hand didn't move.

Some righteous people on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so they prepared to be heroes to save the United States.

It was just this time when Xia Shan and the little girl approached.

The little girl poked Xia Shan's waist, "You don't want to save the beauty?

Xia Shan rolled his eyes, "Women are too troublesome. ”

"I'm a woman too!"

"You're a girl!"

"Then you mean that I don't bother~" The little girl chuckled.

Xia Shan didn't want to talk to her about this, so he patted her on the head and pretended to be serious about watching the show.

The man who pinched Mao Mei's calf was obviously a practitioner.

This Mao Mei's strength is not weak, ordinary people may not be able to restrict her with both hands, but this man can hold the ground with one hand and she can't move, obviously not easy to get along with.

As soon as the men who were ready to save the beauty of the heroes approached, they were put down by the man with one hand.

This situation made the short man who was originally ready to do something to Mao Mei extremely excited.

"Dongmen Jun, knock down all these Yan **!"

The short man spoke the original Chinese, and most of the people around him didn't know what it meant.

However, the primordial country itself has a grudge against the Yan country.

As soon as the short man spoke, the crowd became even more indignant.

After making a fuss for a while, the security guards of the flowers from all over the world also rushed to the crowd.

After a general understanding of the situation, those security guards were ready to go up to mediate, at least, let the man who pinched Mao Mei's calf let her go first.

It's a pity that these security guards just got close and were put to the ground with one hand by this Dongmen Jun.

The contradictions have intensified somewhat.

The guards got up and took two steps back, and two of them pulled their guard sticks from their waists.

The security guards, who already had a little bit of a bias intention, were ready to give this man a little color to see.

At this point, a girl who didn't look too old intervened.

The security guards also seemed to know her, and they all shouted respectfully, "Miss Nine." ”

Xia Shan, who was standing aside with the little girl as a melon eater, raised his eyebrows a little unexpectedly when he saw the girl.

The "Miss Nine" in the mouth of this security guard is the girl called Gong Shang that Xia Shan met on the first day of morning exercise at Gordon Villa.

"Miss Nine?"

"Nine girls?"

Xia Shan thought about it in his heart, the "Nine Girls" in Qin Kesong's mouth wouldn't be her, right?

It's her words that make sense.

When they met for the first time that day, this girl deliberately hid her martial arts cultivation, so Xia Shan was a little perfunctory to her at that time.

The palace merchant known as "Miss Nine" walked up to the man who pinched Mao Mei's calf and said to him in the most authentic Yanguo Mandarin: "This is the territory of Yanguo, not in your original country, let her go." ”

The man with the pigtails didn't move.

Instead, the short man looked the palace merchant up and down, his eyes full of disgusting evil light.

"Dongmen-kun, I want this girl too. ”

The short man gave the order to the pigtailed man in the first language.

"Yes!"

The pigtailed man let go of Mao Mei and grabbed it towards Gong Shang.

Almost everyone on the lookers was a little surprised, they never expected that these two primordial people would dare to be so arrogant at such a time.

The hairy girl on the side is also hot, and she has been pinched for a long time, and she is already angry, and when she saw the man let go of herself, she kicked the man's head with a heavy leg.

The man grabbed the palace businessman, and Mao Mei kicked the man.

This picture stayed in the eyes of the onlookers for a moment.

Gong Shang cut the right hand grabbed by the man with one hand, moved half a step on one side, and pressed down Mao Mei's thigh with the other hand.

The man took a step back and looked at Gong Shang with a cautious expression.

Mao Mei also turned her head to look at Gong Shang.

"Who are you?"

"Why are you stopping me?"

A deep male voice and a crisp female voice asked Gong Shang in the not very pure Yanguo dialect.

Gong Shang first smiled at Mao Mei, "Leave it to me." ”

Then she turned to look at the man, "You are the Great Far East Gate of the Primordial Kingdom Kanzaki Dojo?"

"Who are you?" the man asked again.

"Xingyi, Gong Shang. ”

"You are the Gong Jiu girl under the Yanguo Xingyi Fist?"

The man's somewhat admittent performance made the crowd on the side suddenly feel that there was a scene to watch, and even many people raised their mobile phones to take pictures.

In the best position for shooting, Xia Shan saw an acquaintance at a glance.

Qin Qin and his dad are also here?

Xia Shan just glanced away from him, and the man in the field didn't seem to be about to give up.

"Originally, I was going to compete with the masters of the Yan Kingdom at tomorrow's conference, but since I met it today, I can't miss it. The man said solemnly to the palace in a half-baked Yanguo dialect.

The man made what appeared to be an Aikido starting pose.

Gong Shang shook his head and smiled, "It's a guest from afar, tomorrow is the conference, I want to fight, and I will fight tomorrow." ”

"Let's fight today!" the man said, regardless of whether the palace merchant wanted it or not, he just took two steps closer and smashed it with a straight punch.

Gong Shang frowned, dismounted, blocked with his right hand, and punched with his left hand.

A block and a hammer, a cannon fist smashed right on the man's lower abdomen.

The man took two steps back, and Gong Shang sighed slightly, and then made a typical eagle catch.

"Since I'm going to fight, I'll accompany you today!"

Gong Shang's temperament was not so public, just to promote the ancient martial arts, so many people around her as free publicity, she had to perform patiently.

In order to better publicize the effect, Gong Shang deliberately made the action more formatted to better show the characteristics of Xingyi Boxing.

Seeing that Gong Shang was willing to fight, the man nodded with satisfaction.

Gong Shang's punch did not cause him much damage, first, Gong Shang had some spare hands, and second, he had a strong physique and a strong ability to resist blows.

The little girl looked at the situation on the field, and excitedly pulled Xia Shan's clothes, "Xia Shan, Xia Shan, which of them do you say can win?"

Xia Shan rolled his eyes and said, "How do I know, if you don't really fight, everything is possible." ”

The little girl is not satisfied, just like every child who asks his father to say which one is the good guy and which one is the bad guy in the TV when watching TV, the little girl forced Xia Shan to give her an accurate answer: "Whose chance of winning is greater?"

"That primordial man is sixty percent victorious. ”

"What?" said the little girl, dissatisfied.

Xia Shan spread his hands, "He's so much stronger than that girl, isn't it normal for him to win?"

Before the little girl could refute, a passerby on the side looked at Xia Shan with disdain, "Little brother, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand ancient martial arts, you can't just look at the surface!"

Xia Shan nodded admittedly, "Big brother is right, that girl will win!"

Only then did the passers-by who spoke turn their eyes to the field again with satisfaction.