Chapter Ninety-Seven: She's My Man
"Lewd 1 thief, even if I can't kill you, I will let you lose a piece of meat!" An Qiong roared angrily, crossed her hands, and used her Kongtong lock cloud hand, just waiting for Monk Hua to touch her big breasts, and then locked it tightly, buying time for Zheng Ye and Duanmu Hibiscus to escape!
"Hehe~ Is the little lady so anxious?" Monk Hua didn't care about An Qiong's cloud lock hand at all, even if it was locked?
What can that little bunny do over there?
Kicking a stone under your own feet can kill him!
Seeing that his hand was about to grab An Qiong's big breasts, imagining the upcoming touch, Monk Hua couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips.
It's a little faster!
One foot!
Half a foot!
5 centimeters......
It's just between the lightning and the flint!
The flower monk suddenly saw a flower in front of his eyes,
A pair of hands that should have grabbed the big breasts were actually in the air.
What about big breasts?
How is this possible? What are you kidding?
Monk Hua looked at An Qiong, who seemed to have teleported to Zheng Ye's side, in a stunned face!
An Qiong had already gritted her teeth just now and closed her eyes, she really couldn't look directly at the place where she had not been touched by a man being played with by such filthy garbage as Monk Hua.
However, in an instant, I felt my body shake.
When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at Zheng Ye's side, and he actually avoided the flower monk's grasp!
"......?" An Qiong's brain, which was already a little insufficient, was suddenly confused.
Just when Monk Hua and An Qiong were both confused,
Zheng Ye slowly turned around, looked at An Qiong solemnly again, and said word by word: "Remember, you are my person now, not only your life, every part of your body, all of yours is mine!
Ga~
Zheng Ye's voice was not loud, but everyone in the warehouse could hear it clearly!
Everyone was stunned.
"Your people, you hairy boy, have you grown hairy? Grab a woman with your grandfather Hua?" Monk Hua reacted, rubbing his big bald head on the spot.
Among all of them, the most shocking was Duanmu Hibiscus, who was tied to a stool.
"Aunt Joan......? Why, why did she become Zheng Ye's person? Why? Didn't I be allowed to talk to him before...... Also, isn't Zheng not allowed to enter the world?Why did he fall in love with Aunt Qiong so quickly?Why is this?" Duanmu Hibiscus suddenly went crazy, and his brain kept cracking the reason.
"Am I so unbearable? First Sister Hong Ling, who was accepted by him after only a few days of classmates, and now it is Aunt Qiong, and it is even more exaggerated, as if she was incompatible with water and fire at the last moment, how can she be his person the next moment? Where am I not as good as the two of them?" Duanmu Hibiscus has doubted himself for the second time in his life, and it is the least confident one!
"When has this been? Why are you pulling me? I almost locked him up just now, maybe now you and Hibiscus have escaped. An Qiong's lack of brain seeds has been completely confused by Zheng Ye, and she didn't think deeply about how Zheng Ye could pull her over at that critical moment if she was an ordinary person.
Zheng Ye glanced at her coldly, and said lightly: "Stand in the back!"
After speaking, without waiting for An Qiong to react, he put his hands in his pockets and walked in front of Monk Hua in one step.
"Huh?" An Qiong's head suddenly grew.
"You're looking for death, come back quickly, and hide behind me. "Anqiong is in a hurry.
"What a couple of concubines! Actually rushed to die, Amitaba 1 Buddha, the poor monk hates others to show me affection the most! Fulfill you, go to see the Buddha!" The flower monk was furious, and the Arhat Demon Fist was instantly unleashed.
"Be careful!" Seeing that the flower monk raised his iron fist and smashed towards Zheng Ye, An Qiong shouted and flew over.
Looking at Monk Hua's menacing fists, Zheng also disdainfully pursed his mouth and slowly raised his feet!
"You're out of the way, what are you doing with your feet? You still want to kick and hurt him? I've told you, he is a master of horizontal training, and his body has long been like tung skin and iron bones, not an ordinary person like you can ......" Halfway through the words, An Qiong was stunned.
"Bang!"
I saw that Monk Hua had just arrived in front of Zheng Ye, but Zheng Ye's seemingly slowly raised foot suddenly smashed down like Mount Tai pressing on the top.
After a loud bang,
An Qiong saw a scene that made her heart pause: a dignified master of horizontal training, a flower monk with copper skin and iron bones, actually embedded in the ground, and his chest and abdomen were all sunk into it. There's no more breath!
One hit kills!
Oh my God, this sixteen or seventeen-year-old high school student in front of him killed the master of horizontal training for more than 20 years in one kick!
This...... Could it be that he is a master of internal strength?
Only when you have internal strength can you have this power, right?
An Qiong looked at Zheng Ye dumbfounded,
Isn't he an ordinary orphan abandoned by his family?
Even if it is not abandoned, the Zheng family in the provincial capital is not an ancient martial arts family!
How could he have entered the inner strength at such a young age?
Oh my God, I wanted to do something to him.
I thought he was a fool, Form 2 boy!
An Qiong's brain is stuck again!
I don't know how long it took,
When Anqiong came back to her senses,
Zheng Ye had already untied the rope from Duanmu Hibiscus's body.
"What the hell are you ......" An Qiong was about to ask.
"Don't move!" Chen Debiao, who was in a wheelchair, suddenly took out a gun and pointed it at Zheng Ye.
The scene just now shocked him, the strength of the flower monk, he was clear, but he didn't expect it to be solved by the kid in front of him with one move, which made him have a deep fear of Zheng.
However, if he can't get the treatment of the Duanmu family now, it will be worse than death, so he can't let Duanmu go anyway.
"Hmph! Martial arts are amazing, can you block guns?" Chen Debiao cheered himself up, he had heard Monk Hua say before, they were also afraid of guns, after all, if they didn't get into the strength, they couldn't block hot weapons.
The moment she saw Chen Debiao take out her gun, An Qiong jumped sharply and directly blocked in front of Zheng Ye and Duanmu Hibiscus.
"Miss, you go quickly, little ...... Lord Demon God, don't forget your promise!" Although Zheng Ye had just taken An Qiong by kicking him, it was still not enough to see in the face of hot weapons!
"Smack!" However, An Qiong's act of sacrificing her life and righteousness was exchanged for a slap.
"Remember, never get in front of your master!" Zheng Ye's cold voice came into An Qiong's ears.
Immediately, I saw Zheng Ye walking casually to Chen Debiao in a wheelchair and to the muzzle of the black hole.
"Hum~" An Qiong's brain was buzzed by Zheng Ye's slap.
"You...... What are you going to do? That's a gun? Even if you're a master of internal strength, you can't withstand bullets!"
"Gun, is it powerful?" Zheng also muttered to himself.