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Rushing head-on, a series of punches, as if the most fierce drum beats sounded, at that moment, I don't know how many punches landed firmly on Siriwang's chest and head...... A group of Muay Thai students shouted and pounced, pulling the master who was a little stumbling on his hind legs, these Thais also had a bit of backbone, and three or four people stretched out their hands and closed their eyes directly to block the front. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The whistling fist wind suddenly stopped less than a centimeter in front of the person in front of him, and the woman's figure was originally so violent that it was like a hurricane, but it stopped steadily in an instant. Protecting Siriwang in the middle, this group of people screamed and shouted, because in front of their eyes, the Muay Thai master, who almost carried honor and hope, was covered with blood at this time, and Fang Cai's rattlesnake-like wave of his hand directly slashed through his eyes, both eyes have been scratched to pieces, into a terrible blood hole, and then like a heavy rain, his chest was almost collapsed, even if he did not die, he would have become a complete waste in the future.

These disciples who followed Siriwang to learn boxing, all the honor and disgrace are associated with him, if you lose this time in China, at most you will be despised, Siriwang's strength is still there, there is a chance to make a comeback, but it was actually scrapped, a few seconds later, a group of people called the doctor called the doctor, crying and crying, hurriedly put Siriwang flat on the ground, the few Thais who were blocking the front trembled like a sieve chaff, but they were all strong to support themselves, until most of them recognized the situation of Siriwang, more people, He looked at the woman who was still coldly swinging her fist, and seemed to be about to rush up and fight her at any moment.

However, resentment is the power of the weak, when the woman in front of her looked at her with indifferent eyes without the slightest emotion, more people actually subconsciously retreated a few steps, in front of such people, there is no room for desperateness, everyone understands that if they grit their teeth and rush forward, the most likely thing is that they all have to lie down and return to Thailand.

Slowly, she withdrew her fist that was condensed in mid-air, took out a tissue from her pocket, and coldly wiped the blood on her fingertips, the hellish feeling of death in her eyes gradually faded in the process, right in front of them, although there was not much movement, everyone could feel that the invincible humanoid weapon had completed the transformation into the original plain and elegant woman. Gently tucking the scattered hair at the corners of her forehead, she folded her hands and bowed gently:

"Savadika."

When Fang Tilapa challenged He Yihong and Ye Han with a condescending momentum, she pretended to show off such a greeting, and when she said it as a victor, an indescribable irony formed in the air.

With a quiet turn, she walked and buttoned the cufflinks of her shirt while walking, lightly put on shoes and coats on the edge of the venue, put the press card in her pocket, and then put on her glasses.

Quietly, people moved out of the way and watched her walk out the door......

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(To be continued)