Offstage.

There were two people sitting next to Bai Qinghong.

A middle-aged man, with a sallow complexion, as if he was terminally ill.

The other person, with long hair, obscured most of his face, and he couldn't really see it.

The man with a strained face frowned and said, "Didn't you say that he was just a security guard?

Bai Qinghong snorted coldly and said: "I don't understand the rules, it's obviously brought in to serve as a façade, at most a special forces background!"

When the two of them heard this, their faces softened.

The combat ability of the special forces is very strong, and it is difficult to fight, but compared to those of them who practice martial arts, they are still far behind.

So, the two of them weren't too worried.

"Boy, what are you comparing to me?" Lao Liu looked the blade up and down and asked.

Jian Feng looked at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen nodded slightly, letting Jian Feng make his own decision.

Jian Feng immediately smiled and said, "Let's be a little funny, how about a million?"

"One million!" Lao Liu couldn't help frowning.

This is not a small amount, it seems that the person in front of him has confidence!

At the same time, Wu Qiaoyun also looked at Yang Chen in surprise.

Yang Chen's subordinates opened their mouths to be one million, and their faces did not change, it seems that Yang Chen is really hiding deeply!

"One million!" Lao Liu sneered, wiped the corners of his mouth, stared at Jian Feng viciously and said: "One million is one million, I hope you don't cry when the time comes!"

He has just broken through, and he is still confident in his horizontal kung fu.

"Come on, then!" Sword Blade struck in a battle stance.

Lao Liu snorted coldly, stomped his feet, the ground trembled three times, turned into a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and rushed towards the blade.

Jian Feng knew the power of his move, so he didn't fight hard, dodged on one side, and kicked Lao Liu's ankle at the same time.

This foot went down, although it did not kick Lao Liu's ankle, but it also made Lao Liu suffer and snorted.

At the same time, his body couldn't stop, and he directly cut the rope on the edge of the ring.

Those ropes all admit that their wrists are thick, and they can't withstand Lao Liu's strength, which shows how terrifying they are.

When Jian Feng saw it, he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, staring at Lao Liu, vigilant.

Lao Liu looked at Jian Feng and gritted his teeth for a while. With a hard stomp on his feet, a deep three-finger footprint appeared in the ring of the character!

Jian Feng snorted coldly, naturally he was not afraid, and he did not confront Lao Liu head-on, and fought in a roundabout way.

Compared with combat experience, I am afraid that none of these people present have the combat experience of Jian Feng, and they are even more handy at dealing with Lao Liu.

Bai Qinghong and several people in the audience frowned.

"This person's strength is not very strong, but he has too much combat experience, and Lao Liu is probably not his opponent. ”

Bai Qinghong snorted coldly: "Don't worry, he has a back hand!"

Say it's late, it's fast.

Jian Feng saw the opportunity, climbed onto Lao Liu's shoulder, and locked Lao Liu's neck with his arm.

This time, you can completely make Lao Liu lose his combat effectiveness, and if he is on the battlefield, he can immediately make Lao Liu lose his life!

"You've lost!" Jian Feng said in a deep voice as he rode on top of Lao Liu.

Lao Liu struggled hard, and his face sank.

But the sword blade was locked very tightly, and it didn't give Lao Liu a chance to break free at all.

At this moment, Lao Liu slammed his fist into the lower ribs of Jian Feng.

Boom!

"Ahh

Seeing this, Lao Liu immediately grabbed Jian Feng's neck and kicked him up.

Lao Liu's face was hideous, staring at the blade of the sword, and slowly exerting force in his hand.

At this moment, Lao Liu suddenly felt a chill surging in his back.

"If I were you, I would have put people down now!" the voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze people's souls.

Lao Liu was so frightened that he quickly turned around and saw Yang Chen.

"Why? Don't you understand the rules? Before the other party admits defeat, you want to intervene?" Lao Liu looked at Yang Chen defiantly.

Yang Chen's gaze fell on Lao Liu's fist, and he was wearing a fingered tiger.

Immediately, Yang Chen snorted coldly and waved his arms violently!

Lao Liu only felt that a dark shadow flashed in front of him.

"Click!"

Lao Liu's arm was directly broken at 90 degrees on the spot!

Lao Liu lay on the side and screamed.

The blade of the sword fell to the ground, covering his lower ribs and snorting, blood pouring from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this, Wu Yihan hurriedly rushed up.

Nightfire rushed to Jianfeng and checked Jianfeng's injuries.

After observing, Yehuo said with a gloomy face: "One of the ribs is broken!"

With Lao Liu's strength and the power of the finger tiger, such a punch can almost kill people!

Yang Chen said coldly: "Take Jianfeng to check and see if there are any internal injuries!"

Broken ribs are a trivial matter, and I am afraid of hurting my internal organs!

Wu Yihan came up and pointed at Lao Liu and said angrily: "In the ring, who let you use weapons!"

Lao Liu didn't pay attention to Wu Yihan at all, and shouted frantically: "Brother Dafeng, kill him, help me kill him!"

He is practicing outer kung fu, and the requirements for the body are particularly high, and broken bones are a big taboo, even if he grows up in the future, I am afraid that it will be difficult to withstand the future battles and cultivation; throughout his life, I am afraid that he can only fall behind.

That's why Lao Liu is so angry and doesn't care about it.

Seeing the sallow-faced gale, he snorted coldly and went directly to the stage.

There is also a long-haired man named Broadsword.

and Bai Qinghong.

The three of them surrounded Yang Chen.

"What do you want to do!" Wu Yihan said angrily.

He didn't expect that Bai Qinghong and the three of them would dare to do it directly here!

You know, it's a three-family banquet, his family's chassis! And it's at his birthday party!

"What do we want to do?" Bai Qinghong sneered and looked at Wu Yihan, "You really think of yourself as something! What our Bai family wants to do, you can only watch!"

"You! You are provoking our Wu family!" Wu Yihan turned blue with anger.

"Hehe!" Bai Qinghong sneered, walked up to Wu Yihan, and shook his hand suddenly.

Syllable!

A slap was thrown on Wu Yihan's face.

A slap mark immediately appeared on Wu Yihan's face, and it was red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You dare to hit me!" Wu Yihan's eyes were shattered, and he couldn't wait to tear Bai Qinghong apart!

Bai Qinghong sneered: "What's wrong with beating you? This can be regarded as the revenge you humiliated me outside just now! Besides, what kind of thing are you? Do you represent the Wu family? And I, today, can represent the meaning of the Bai family! Get out of here!"

"Bai Qinghong!" Wu Yihan's eyes were shattered, and he raised his fist to fight with Bai Qinghong.

"Wu Yihan!" Yang Chen shouted coldly.

"Brother Chen, don't stop me!" Wu Yihan's eyes burst with bloodshots, his eyes were red, and he trembled.

Yang Chen said coldly: "Remember today's feeling, this is the end of your lack of strength and power!"

"I'm not convinced!" Wu Yihan glared at Yang Chen angrily.

Yang Chen said lightly: "Then look at it!"

After speaking, Yang Chen shook his hand and slapped Bai Qinghong in the face.

Bai Qinghong didn't have time to dodge at all, and was slapped to the ground by Yang Chen, and the whole person was fierce.

A hint of happiness flashed in Wu Yihan's eyes, and he respected Yang Chen even more.

(End of chapter)