And I, should I make a move?

I can see that Sister Mei may not be aware of Sun Yumin's strength, she is looking ahead with a smile, as if waiting for the music of victory, her expression is very leisurely, her beautiful head is tilted, and her noble face looks extraordinarily calm, even confident.

Li Quntao and Jin Biao are both babbling fighters, and they like to roar during competitions or actual battles to shock their opponents. But what kind of character is in front of them?

He is a leader among the Zhongnanhai guards! He is the captain of the guard who has trained countless national special guards! He is a peerless master who has won the first place in the Beijing Security Competition!

Therefore, this contest clearly divided the strong and weak at the beginning, and Sun Yumin took the initiative almost effortlessly, and knocked Li Quntao and Jin Biao to the ground one after another.

This continued for more than a minute.

It wasn't until Jin Biao was hit by Sun Yumin's fast leg again and fell diagonally on a dining table that Sister Mei's eyes widened as if she had suddenly realized.

How much strength does this foot have to be Jin Biao reclined down, and he actually folded the high-quality dining table into two halves!

Sister Mei whispered to me: "I remembered it, no wonder this Sun Himin looks so familiar, isn't he the champion some time ago?"

Sister Mei is a little incoherent! Obviously, she underestimated the strength of the other party!

I chimed in, "Yes." Last time Tianlong Company organized a big competition in the security industry, Sun Yumin was the champion!"

Sister Mei frowned and said, "Remember, remember, remember! You were the runner-up at the time, right? So, even you are not his opponent?"

Hearing this, I immediately realized Sister Mei's little abacus.

I think Sister Mei speaks and acts, which is really weird.

And it's pretty spooky!

Almost in the blink of an eye, Jin Biao and Li Quntao were beaten by Sun Yumin, their faces were bruised, and they had no ability to fight back.

Jin Ling still knew which was more important at a critical time, and seeing that the situation had become a foregone conclusion, she had to lean towards Sister Mei's side. In other words, although she has a certain friendship with Sun Yumin, she knows the stakes more well, and she doesn't dare to offend Sister Mei. In Beijing, no one dares to offend Sister Mei.

This fledgling Sun Yumin is a big surprise.

Jin Ling asked Sister Mei tentatively: "Sister Mei, do you want me to call someone over?" This Sun Yumin fights very hard, I'm afraid."

Sister Mei interrupted her and said, "You don't have anyone in Tianlong Company, right?

Jin Ling was anxious in her eyes, no matter what kind of ending it was, it would be a serious injury to her.

To a certain extent, I'm almost identical to Jinling's thoughts. I also don't want anyone on either side to be harmed, whether it's Sun Yumin, or Jin Biao and Li Quntao, they all have a special relationship with me.

However, Sister Mei's words have actually hinted at me. The phrase that you have no one in the Dragon Company is undoubtedly urging me to join the ranks of the fight.

Can I hesitate? Can I refuse? Can I stand idly by?

I coughed lightly, mustered up the courage to stand up, and stood straight in front of Sun Yumin, who was beaming proudly.

Of course, Sun Yumin didn't take me seriously, so much so that the moment I appeared, he couldn't help but sneer.

"What, you want to try it too?" Sun Yumin clenched his fist very strongly, making a sound of rattling joints.

I smiled indifferently: "How about trying?"

At this time, Jin Biao and Li Quntao came over one after another, and I waved my hand and motioned for them to step back.

Sun Yumin sneered: "To be honest, I really don't want to meet your sword soldiers, but you have a lesson, and you still can't do it." When the scar is good, forget the pain?"

I know he's referring to the security competition, when he was the champion and I was the runner-up. I lost to him!

It's a pity that he didn't know that I deliberately lost to him that time! I had a good heart, and in order to make Jin Ling more acceptable to him, I willingly surrendered to the runner-up and let Sun Yumin become the champion. It's just that, now that I think about it, I feel like I made too much of a mistake, not an ordinary mistake.

If I hadn't helped him like that at that time, he wouldn't have achieved what he is today, and he wouldn't be so arrogant and rude.

They don't even think of me as an enemy!

I stared at Sun Yumin and said: "I don't know what to call you now, I don't think you are qualified to let me call you anything now, today, right here, I will tell you the truth of being a man with facts." ”

Sun Yumin was stunned for a moment, and his mouth twitched with a smile: "You, just you, you can't! Zhao Long, I also tell you, without me, Sun Yumin would not have all the honors of your Zhao Long! Everything you have is given to you by me, and I can also take back what I have given you." Now that you have become an accomplice of this strange woman, it is so easy to do, let's fight again, don't keep it, I won't let you!"

With blood dripping from my heart, I said softly, "Don't worry, I won't keep it either." You have to pay the price, the painful price for what you have done!"

Sun Yumin sneered: "I'm afraid it's you who will pay the price!"

Sun Yumin and I confronted each other, and before we made a move, we both stimulated each other with our eyes.

It's more of a ring fight than a bloody fight.

I felt like I had suddenly become a bet in the hands of Sister Mei, just like the last time I was at the Lady Gui's Club, she loved the thrilling visual impact, and she liked to satisfy her curiosity and vanity with the brutal killing of others.

But I had no other choice but to obediently obey and obediently comply.

I heard Sister Mei start chatting with Jin Ling, Sister Mei pointed to me and Sun Yumin and said: They are still fighting, interesting, interesting.

Jin Ling said worriedly: Sister Mei, there is no need for this, right?

Sister Mei said: I can't get out. I know it.

While talking, Sun Yumin and I have already pulled apart, and no one knows, in fact, we have been fighting with each other for a long time before entering the real sense of fighting.

I saw that Sun Yumin was reluctant to make a move, so I urged: "You invite first!"

Sun Yumin was already ready to move, waiting for this sentence, and without saying a word, his body shook, and he rushed towards me violently.

His movements were fast, and his body was like a bolt of lightning, with enough wind to whistle.

I still stood still, just staring at Sun Yumin, waiting for him to get closer, and closer.

For a short second, I felt it for a long time.

Sun Yumin was menacing, and he was close to me in an instant!

The moment our bodies are in contact, almost all of them are used in hand-to-hand combat, the offense and defense all explode in an instant, fists, knees and elbows are intertwined, the crackling sound of flesh strikes is endless, dazzling, the offense and defense are converted in an instant, close hand-to-hand combat, hard collision, and there is no fancy style.

He's still him, with sharp punches and sharp defense. I tested his details, but I felt his ability to grow. It is no exaggeration to say that Sun Yumin is a natural martial artist, and the explosive power of his punches and legs is beyond anyone's ability to simulate and surpass. When I was in the Secret Service Guards, I was deeply taught. It's a pity that the so-called blue is better than blue, although I don't have his sharp fists and kicks, but after the acquired practice and the dedication of Old Man Huang, my fighting skills and actual combat ability are constantly renovated, jumping, and gradually surpassing Sun Yumin.

It doesn't matter if he admits it, or if he doesn't.

I maneuvered around with him, fist to elbow, leg to leg.

We don't have the smell of gunpowder in actual combat, but more like a special competitive exchange.

This made Sister Mei, who was watching carefully, as well as Qi Mengyan and the others a little surprised. Sister Mei always frowned, and couldn't help but pick up a lady's cigarette.

Qi Mengyan wasted no time in helping Sister Mei light it, and quickly turned her attention to me and Sun Yumin.

Sister Mei couldn't help but ask Qi Mengyan: "You told me, is this a fight?"

Qi Mengyan took a lollipop in her mouth, sucked it lightly, and said thoughtfully: "This is like a martial arts competition." How can there be such a fight. ”

Sister Mei asked again: "Is it better to fight or to compete?"

Qi Mengyan didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Sister Mei's gourd, so she hurriedly said, "It's all good-looking." ”

Sister Mei said: "What if Zhao Long can't beat him?"

Qi Mengyan was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "No, if Zhao Long can't win, then no one can beat him." ”

Sister Mei said: "Zhao Long had already lost to him. He was still his apprentice. Hmph, this fight is really interesting, very interesting. It's the first time I've encountered it. ”

Qi Mengyan echoed: "Hmm, mm. Interesting and interesting. ”

I was fighting with Sun Yumin in the gap between the dining tables, and I vaguely heard the conversation between Sister Mei and Qi Mengyan, and I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. I thought to myself, are you two treating me and Sun Yumin as monkeys?

But I don't have the courage to show it when I complain in my heart.

After all, what should be dealt with is still to be dealt with.

There was a crackling elbow fist collision, I was secretly shocked in my heart, I have to admit that Sun Yumin's kung fu is getting more and more solid, he doesn't know what fighting skills he has consolidated, each punch is super explosive, and his arm is more and more painful and numb.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Yumin's elbow strike has been violently sideways and close, which is strange to say, his elbow blow, it seems that there is no trace of Muay Thai at all, is it his self-created Chinese elbow method?

I've suffered from elbow strikes in the past, so I don't dare to look down on Sun Yumin's self-created elbow strikes.