Just now, when Chen Chuan was about to slap Qu Yanmeng, Qu Yanmeng made a move.

No, Qu Yanmeng moved his feet, the speed was not fast, Lin Hao saw it, and Chen Chuan's bodyguard also saw it, but he couldn't stop it from happening.

Qu Yanmeng crossed Erlang's legs, bowed down, held a wine glass in his hand, and his posture was charming, ignoring Chen Chuan's ** at all.

"You're looking for death!" The man with short hair who followed Chen Chuan was furious, and thundered out.

As Chen Chuan's bodyguard, he failed to guarantee Chen Chuan's safety, which was his dereliction of duty, not to mention whether the giant python would punish him, just because it was a shame, his anger was also deserved.

What master doesn't have a little temper?

The short-haired man is indeed a master, Lin Hao felt it from the beginning. Now that he made a thunderous move, Lin Hao knew that his feelings were not wrong.

The strength of the short-haired man should not be underestimated, but he is not his opponent, and Lin Hao is full of confidence in this.

"How can you casually do it to a woman, without any gentlemanly demeanor?" Qu Yanmeng saw that the short-haired man had made a move, his face was indifferent, and he was not flustered.

Qu Yanmeng threw the wine glass in his hand over.

"Humph!" The short-haired man punched him.

Bang!

The hard, tight glass was broken, and the wine that had not been spilled inside was spilled in all directions.

Lin Hao stretched out his hand and flicked away a drop of wine that was about to collide with his face, and he didn't intend to do it.

To be honest, Lin Hao didn't know Qu Yanmeng's skills yet, he hoped to take this opportunity to take a good look and take a good look at it when necessary.

"The fist is quite hard, but unfortunately the fist is hard does not mean that you are also hard underneath, otherwise you are a tough guy." Qu Yanmeng teased.

The irony of Chi Guoguo!

Chinese words are broad and profound, and if one is not, it is another taste. The meaning of this is known to everyone who hears it.

Qu Yanmeng is delicate and laughs on the surface, but his attention is very concentrated.

After the short-haired man smashed the wine glass with his fist, Qu Yanmeng understood that he couldn't confront him head-on, otherwise, he would definitely suffer a big loss.

In fact, no matter who she is dealing with, she avoids it. After all, she is a woman, and she is still a charming woman with a plump body. She doesn't have the muscles of King Kong Barbie, no matter how good her skills are, her body bones are also soft, and she can't get cheap when she is hard!

The short-haired man didn't mean to pity Xiang Xiangyu, and his hard and huge fist unceremoniously attacked Qu Yanmeng's glamorous cheeks.

Qu Yanmeng turned his head on the sofa continuously, avoiding a ferocious punch.

The short-haired man's fist slammed into the back of the couch, and the soft couch immediately became a big hole.

Don't look at how easy it is to leave a hole on a soft sofa, like the softness of water, you can smash the floor with a hammer, but can you hit a big hole in the water?

This is obviously impossible, what is called overcoming rigidity with softness? It is the power of affairs that are soft enough to dissolve the strength.

The soft sofa is elastic and can easily return to its original shape if it is not subjected to a huge squeeze.

Lin Hao knew that the main cultivation of the short-haired man was his fist, his fist was extremely hard, and it could not be said that splitting mountains and rocks was so exaggerated, but it was definitely more than enough to leave a pit on the cement slab.

Qu Yanmeng avoided the other party's attack, and did not intend to be passive all the time, and the slender beautiful legs kicked at the root of the short-haired man without hesitation, and the kick was quick and ruthless.

If the short-haired man is as wasteful as Chen Chuan, I'm afraid he will also lie on the ground in pain.

The short-haired man snorted, raised his thighs and stalled for a moment, then his body flipped, the thigh of the stall fell to the ground, and the other foot swept towards Qu Yanmeng on the sofa with the flipping action, extremely fast, with a gust of wind.

Qu Yanmeng lay down on the sofa and dodged a leg sweep from the short-haired man.

The short-haired man did not stop attacking, and after the attack failed, he stepped forward again.

Qu Yanmeng was also worried about being attacked, so he had already gotten up from the sofa, and sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at the short-haired man with an indifferent smile.

The anger in the heart of the short-haired man was uncontrollable, showing on his face. Although he is not as strong as the butcher, he is also the top existence among the people cultivated by the giant python, and now he has spent so many tricks against a woman, and he still hasn't hurt the other party.

The main thing is that that the nasty woman Qu Yanmeng has no intention of standing up!

The short-haired man felt that this was a contempt for him and an insult to him.

The short-haired man's attack became more aggressive, his fist exploded towards Qu Yanmeng, his fist was fierce and deadly, as long as one punch hit, the ending was doomed.

It's a pity that Qu Yanmeng seems to be delicate and weak, but his body is very flexible, twisting his plump body like a snake, skillfully avoiding the short-haired man's fists and dissolving his strength.

Qu Yanmeng didn't fight back, because the short-haired man's attack was too harsh, and she didn't have a chance.

It's not that Qu Yanmeng is not strong, but that the short-haired man is not weak.

Lin Hao could see that the strength of the short-haired man was not much lower than that of the butcher, and it was not easy for Qu Yanmeng to defeat him.

After all, Qu Yanmeng is a woman who is good at assassination, and frontal fighting is not very powerful for her.

There were more and more people watching the play, the music stopped abruptly, and the focus of their eyes was on Qu Yanmeng and the short-haired man.

To be precise, everyone's eyes are on Qu Yanmeng.

Qu Yanmeng's every move is extremely attractive, and everyone's eyes are hot, looking forward to seeing Qu Yanmeng gone.

In fact, Qu Yanmeng has gone many times, but the beautiful scenery flashes by, and there are not many people who can really capture it.

"Need help?" Lin Hao asked.

"What do you say?"

Qu Yanmeng bowed down, dodged the short-haired man's punch, and then jumped flexibly, and reached Lin Hao's back, holding Lin Hao's arms with both hands, and exhaling in Lin Hao's ear.

"I'm your woman, your woman has been bullied, and you're still watching the show. Do you have no conscience? Qu Yanmeng's voice was extremely resentful.

Lin Hao was speechless for a while, when did she become my woman? I didn't agree.

But before he could speak, the short-haired man had already arrived and smashed Lin Hao's chest with a punch.

"Damn, you should let go of my hand-" Lin Hao said depressedly, his right leg like a dragon going out to sea, kicking at the short-haired man's lower abdomen.

The short-haired man noticed Lin Hao's thunderous kick, and hurriedly withdrew his fist to dodge.

Qu Yanmeng chuckled and said, "I wanted you to be beaten, but I didn't expect you to be fine." ”

"If you don't let go, I'll kill you, and you'll be happy." Lin Hao said bitterly.

He completely forcibly got rid of Qu Yanmeng, but being so rude was obviously not the style of pity and cherishing jade, so he didn't do it.

If only his hands were restrained, Lin Hao could fight with the short-haired man with the help of flexible dodging and other parts of his body, and there was no need to worry at all.

But now it's different, Qu Yanmeng hugged his arms, sticking to him like a burden, he can be said to be tied.

"But I'm very unhappy now, just like if you don't suffer a little, I feel uncomfortable." Qu Yanmeng smiled and groaned, not unhappy at all, but had a lot of fun.

Lin Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes, why is this woman so ruthless?

The short-haired man didn't care whether he won or not, and after dodging Lin Hao's kick, he also quickly swept his legs.

Lin Hao stood in place, raised his leg and kicked away the thighs swept by the short-haired man.

The short-haired man tightened up again and suppressed it from a short distance, not giving Lin Hao a chance to kick.

Lin Hao was indeed suppressed, such a distance is impossible to kick, in order to resist the short-haired man's further approach, Lin Hao raised his knee and crashed into the nearby short-haired man, so as to block the gap of a distance.

The short-haired man suppressed Lin Hao's knee attack with a fist, intending to smash his fist on Lin Hao's lower abdomen.

Bang!

Lin Hao's head slammed into the short-haired man's head hard, making a dull sound.

Not to mention the feelings of the two parties, the onlookers who listened to the sound felt extremely painful.

"Spicy winter melon, your head is made of iron? So hard? Lin Hao said angrily. He's purely disease-free**, and to be honest, he doesn't hurt at all.

The short-haired man was speechless for a while, obviously your head was harder, or did you bump into it yourself, and now it hurts, you scold me? Are there any principles?

"Are you a waste? I've helped you like this, and you can't beat him? If I were you, I'd hit my head against the wall and die. Qu Yanmeng said sneeringly.

The short-haired man's nose is crooked, and he was actually flattened by a woman, and what she said was still the truth, she couldn't beat a person who was tied.

The short-haired man was silent, but he was furious in his heart, and he approached again, skillfully suppressing Lin Hao's kicks, beware of Lin Hao's head impact, and slammed his fist into Lin Hao's abdomen.

Lin Hao didn't have a chance to dodge, because he was bound by Qu Yanmeng, and he didn't have a chance to parry, because he couldn't get out, and it didn't help him to come out. The short-haired man is not a fool, he will not be unalert when he is in the limelight.

As a result, the corners of the short-haired man's mouth had a smug look.

Only then, his smile froze, the corners of his mouth were flattened, his two thick eyebrows were wrinkled, and his expression was extremely painful.

The short-haired man is sad and angry in his heart, how can he deceive people?

Yes, he was tricked again. The attack, which I thought was about to succeed, was reversed in an instant.

That cunning woman actually let go of Lin Hao's arm!

So, Lin Hao was released with both hands, one hand wrapped the fist of the short-haired man, and the other hand formed a fist and smashed it on the short-haired man's lower abdomen.

Lin Hao almost threw a punch with all his strength and smashed it on the abdomen of the short-haired man, and a heart-rending feeling permeated.

The duel between masters, generally speaking, is not a desperate effort and you smash me with a punch, I smash you with a punch, and it will not end until the other party is unable to move.

Masters know how to protect their fatal parts from being hit hard, and generally being hit hard, either death or affecting combat effectiveness.

It was obvious that the combat power of the short-haired man collapsed in an instant.

"Can't you hurry up? I'm tired from holding his arms—" Qu Yanmeng rubbed his arms and complained.

“￥#%#。” If the short-haired man hadn't hurt so much, he would have opened his mouth to scold.