Feng Jianxin saw that Pu Ke was actually looking for Leng Ao to challenge, and his eyes instantly drifted to Leng Ao's body, his eyes were fluttering, and he didn't know what he wanted to express. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yo, isn't this the famous cold arrogance? How do you admit it? ”

"Leng Ao, you have to hold on, if you're afraid, we'll help you intercede with the president."

From time to time, there were sighs and gloating voices from the onlookers.

"Leng Ao, it's none of your business here, go out and wait for me first, I'll look for you in a while." Song Yang was in a hurry and pushed Leng Ao outside.

"Wait." Puk shouted.

"Your name is Leng Ao, right? Are you such a coward? Puk laughed playfully.

Leng Ao ignored Song Yang's obstruction, gently patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"It is said that one person in Huaxia is a dragon, and ten people are insects, and you are not even as good as insects." Leng Aohuan glanced at the student who had just gloated, and frowned tightly: "Today, when others knocked on the door, not only did you not stop it, but you were still coaxing and gloating......

"So what? We can't beat them. "Someone is not confident enough.

"Can't beat it? The dignified Chinese things were actually said to be their own by the stick, are you still qualified to call yourself Chinese? Leng Ao's voice became sharper: "And your Goryeo sticks also listen to me, if I see any more sticks him. Damn, I treat Chinese stuff as my own, and I'll beat him all over the place......"

Leng was arrogant and angry, and he swore in his heart at this moment that no matter what happens in this life, he must not lose the face of the Chinese.

"Today, I'm going to show you how unbearable and rubbish your judo is!" Leng Ao took a step forward and sneered contemptuously: "In short, a stick is a stick, even if you get to China, you are still a mallet......"

"Stick, who do you say is Stick?" Pu Ke was attracted by the conflict on this side, and couldn't help but laugh secretly, the Chinese really like infighting, it seems that it is indeed true.

Who knew what the guy who was still showing weakness to himself just now actually said what a stick, suddenly, Pu Ke was unhappy, extremely unhappy, and he stood up angrily.

As a rising star in taekwondo and a two-time champion, Park Ke is so proud that he is a Korean.

For Huaxia Kingdom, he has a natural hostility, always thinking that Huaxia Kingdom has declined and is vulnerable, and he also sneers at Huaxia people in his heart.

Leng Ao's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Stick, are you talking to me?" ”

"Leng Ao, you can't beat him, you better stop making trouble." Song Yang on the side was anxious.

Leng Ao is a person with a great sense of national honor, and his heart is bright red, so he doesn't have much affection for some island countries, South Korea, or anything, let alone a Korean like Park Ke.

"Fight or go!" Leng Ao ignored Song Yang, who was blocking him, he turned to Pu Ke and said coldly: "You choose one." ”

Pu Ke's gloomy face seemed to be splashed with ink, and he grinned contemptuously: "Let's have a bigger one, lose, you get under my crotch, kneel and shout grandpa three times, how about it?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was in an instant uproar, this is a humiliation.

Grandma's, this stick is so arrogant!

"Puke, are you a little too much?" Feng Jianxin's gentle face turned cold: "Since this is the case, then I will come to fight with you, if you lose, I will do as you say!" ”

"Feng Jianxin, it's none of your business." Pu Ke looked at Leng Ao, and said unabashedly with the arrogance of his face: "How is it?" To bet or not to bet? ”

"Stick, let's play bigger." Leng Ao showed a simple smile: "If you lose, then I want one leg and one arm of yours!" ”

"Presumptuous!" Pu Ke was furious, and his head was hot: "Bet! ”

Pu Ke's eyes still didn't forget to stare at Chu Yan's suffocating face on the poster, and the proud breasts, charming beautiful legs, and round buttocks, he laughed rampantly, and his head was already fantasizing about all kinds of dirty thoughts about this woman.

greedily stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, then pointed to the poster and said with a sneer: "If I win, I want your vice president to be my woman!" ”

The tone is simple, brutal, brutal, and arrogant.

Song Yang's heart was cold, he was done with the calf, if Leng Ao was not provoked now, it is estimated that he would not be called Leng Ao.

"Put down the poster in your hand, or you'll die!"

The cold and arrogant voice sounded close at hand, very domineering, very arrogant, and unquestionable.

"Stick, come on." He quickly snatched Chu Yan's poster from Pu Ke's hand, stuffed it into Song Yang's arms, and then said indifferently.

Hearing Leng Ao's words, Pu Ke, who was already angry, was not polite, and directly rubbed his body.

The victory or defeat this time is not only related to his personal honor, but also related to the dignity of the country.

He must make good use of all reasonable rules, otherwise, where is there any hope of victory.

Pu Ke's pounce has only one word, steady.

He knew that he had gone through the battle formation, and he could be described as experienced, and Leng Ao looked unsteady in walking, and his combat experience may not be comparable to his own, this was his chance, thinking of Chu Yan's appearance, Pu Ke felt even more like he was as excited as a chicken blood.

I can't wait for Chu Yan to appear in front of him now, watching his solo show.

I have to say that Park Ke is really experienced in battles, and his idea is also the most realistic idea at present.

In Puke's heart, he felt that his blow could at least knock out this guy whose breath was bigger than athlete's foot.

It's just that I don't know if Park Ke's idea can be realized, because he met Leng Ao, who is a demonic character.

The two fought in an instant, and the more Park Ke fought, the more frightened he became, this guy's combat experience seemed to be almost zero, which was completely what he expected.

But every time he can get out of his dense attacks, he doesn't have the demeanor of a martial arts master at all, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a street gangster fight.

Because Leng Ao came and went with so many tricks, such as monkeys stealing peaches and black tigers digging out their hearts.

However, after so many years of Puke's debut, he has never had such a sense of powerlessness as he does today.

That's right, it's a sense of powerlessness, it seems that he is facing a desolate beast, even if he uses all his strength, but he is powerless and can't shake a single bit.

"Stick, do you feel good?" Leng Ao didn't seem to see Pu Ke's defeat, but said with a smile

Park Ke snorted: "The great Korean nation is the first on earth, you wait to see how you die." As he spoke, his movements became more and more violent.

Leng Ao yawned while dodging his attack, "Yo, the stick will also have fire?" No matter how powerful you are, you're just a stick, and in my opinion, do you have any more powerful moves? Lao Tzu is going to fight back. ”

When he said the last word, he shouted arrogantly, and suddenly his skills were three points faster, and then Puke's hair that was thrown around was flattened.

"Bold!" Pu Ke saw that his hair was shaved, and his face turned pale with anger: "Boy, you have angered me, and now you will not die!" ”

After saying this, the momentum immediately changed a lot.

The whole person seemed to have changed in a short period of time, his lips were tightly closed, and his fists smashed towards Leng Ao with a buzzing sound of breaking wind.

Although Song Yang didn't understand martial arts, when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and his eyes widened.

He didn't dare to open his mouth to make any sound, for fear that Leng Ao would kill Pu Ke carelessly, and he was very panicked.

Although in the face of this stormy fight, Song Yang had a blind confidence in Leng Ao in his heart, that is, he didn't know if Pu Ke Na could avoid this attack, but he was not sure at all.

He even closed his eyes, for fear that he had seen the scene he was most afraid of seeing.

He wasn't worried that Leng Ao would be defeated, but that Leng Ao would suddenly go crazy, and then make something difficult to clean up, which was a strange psychology.

A trace of evil suddenly flashed in Leng Ao's eyes, he was stimulated by Pu Ke just now, and under the repeated blows, Leng Ao was also a little calm.

He originally wanted to keep his hand, but he didn't expect Park Ke to kill him, and now it has developed into a life-and-death fight. This Goryeo stick is too murderous, and it seems that he can only play hard.

I saw Leng Ao's figure turn suddenly, and before Pu Ke could react, Leng Ao's fist had already been punched, a punch, just a simple punch, directly knocked his burly body into the air, and opened his teeth and claws in midair.

Immediately afterwards, Leng arrogantly bullied up, and there was a burst of fireworks-filled punches and kicks, and fists as big as casseroles kept smashing on Pu Ke's body.

Oak seemed to be completely crippled, lying motionless on the ground, blood gushing from his mouth......

"Let's go, I have something to talk to you about." Without waiting for the others to react, Leng Ao patted Song Yang on the shoulder, and then walked outside.

"Brother, can you not get into trouble every time?" Song Yang's eyes glanced at Pu Ke, who was carried away, and then hurriedly caught up with Leng Ao's pace, and said with a sad face: "I especially feel that I am not looking for trouble......