Chapter 111

The man underestimated her strength and let go of her.

The next moment, Meng Jingwei stood up and raised her foot and kicked at Qing Muye, "If you hadn't provoked me in the first place, how could so many things have happened? It's all you bastard!"

Although her kick speed is extremely fast, Qing Muye is not a vegetarian.

I saw him move to the right side of the sofa, supported the armrest of the sofa with his palm, turned over on one side, landed perfectly, stood aside, and successfully avoided Meng Jingwei's attack.

Meng Jingwei seemed to be competing with him, stepped directly on the sofa, kicked at Qing Muye, and hit the door directly.

Qing Muye leaned slightly sideways, easily dodging her moves, and grabbed her ankles with his backhand, dragging him forward.

Meng Jingwei, who rushed forward by inertia, made a perfect 180° rotation in the air, kicked sideways, and kicked directly on Qing Muye's shoulder.

The man staggered back, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and a smile curled up at the corner of his lips, "Good skills." ”

Meng Jingwei didn't pay attention to Qing Muye, and swung a left hook at him again.

Qing Muye took the fist with his bare hands, and once again went forward, Meng Jingwei threw herself directly into Qing Muye's arms, but she hugged his waist, wrapped her right foot around his legs from the left side, and used all her strength to kick him back, directly pinning him to the ground.

With a thud, both of them fell to the ground, and she pressed against him.

However, without waiting for Meng Jingwei to react, she was turned over by the man and directly pressed her under her.

The man looked down condescendingly at the woman lying on the floor, his slender fingers hooking her chin, "Although my skills are good, I am still embroidered with fists and legs." ”

Full of provocation and contempt.

Meng Jingwei was enraged, "You only have fists and legs!"

Angry, she pressed on the sofa on the right side, and at the same time punched Qing Muye's face, and the man defended.

However, the cunning little woman was just a false move, and when her fist was about to be grabbed by Qing Muye, it moved down sharply and hit her in the abdomen.

When the man was in pain, Meng Jingwei's feet on the sofa borrowed strength, turned over, knocked down Qing Muye who was pressing on her, and quickly stood up.

Then, the two fought fiercely.

Half an hour later, Meng Jingwei, who was sweating profusely, collapsed on the floor tiredly, looking at Qing Muye, who was still standing, she waved her hand, "Don't fight, bastard, you bully people." ”

After half an hour of fighting, Meng Jingwei thought she could vent her anger, but at this moment she realized that she was not Qing Muye's opponent at all.

Meng Jingwei thought that he probably used less than half of his strength.

As everyone knows, it's only the strength of Qing Muye Issei.

She was already tired and panting, but Qing Muye looked calm and relaxed, and there was not even a trace of sweat on her face.

The man raised his hand to unbutton her black shirt, and the two buttons around her neck could faintly show her toned chest muscles.

He sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and looked at Meng Jingwei who was lying on the ground, his eyes were deep.

I have to say that her strength really amazes her, but it is not enough to be his opponent.

The reason why I am willing to 'accompany her to the end' is just that I feel that Meng Jingwei is in a bad mood and accompany her to vent her emotions.

Meng Jingwei snorted coldly, got up from the ground, went to the bar again to pick up a bottle of red wine, opened the red wine, and wanted to drink it freely.

Just as Qing Muye was about to stop it, Meng Jingwei seemed to have a sense, and directly pointed at Qing Muye and scolded, "Shut up, don't you just drink a few bottles of wine from you? If you don't let me drink it, I'll smash it all for you." Not only that, but I will also tell my grandmother that you are shamelessly and obscene to play 3P. ”