197 Uncle Qin!

"Boy, rude!"

Qin Bo's eyes widened, and his palm slapped heavily on the table. The woman shook her head at Uncle Qin, signaling him not to be angry.

"How can you believe me?" The woman stared at Lin Qingyang, "You should know that we have no malicious intentions, when Xiao Nian arrives in Yanjing, there will be better development, no one can deny this!" ”

"But that's what Xiao Nian wants?" Lin Qingyang asked rhetorically.

"You don't believe us, but at least you should trust the person who wrote it, right?" The female boss pointed to the letter in Lin Qingyang's hand.

Lin Qingyang was silent.

Yes.

He can not believe in the woman, he does not believe in the mysterious old man in front of him, but he can't help but believe the person who wrote this letter, just because this person is the existence he admires the most in his heart, and he cannot believe it.

"Third Miss, can I talk to him alone?" Qin Bo on the side suddenly spoke.

"Okay." After a moment of silence, the woman nodded, and then walked out, the ponytail on the back of her head swaying, with a different kind of natural charm.

"Lin Qingyang?"

"Don't you know?"

"Old man, I came this time, firstly, for your sister's affairs, and on the other hand, I was entrusted to see how far your kid has grown. What you did in City C was a surprise to us. ”

The old man said lightly, and suddenly stretched out a finger, pointing at Lin Qingyang flatly, the fingertips were flat and stable, but the blood was surging at the end, but with a power like thunder, there was no sound of breaking the air, but a sense of oppression followed him like a shadow, and he was pressed one after another! The momentum is amazing!

Lin Qingyang's eyes jumped.

And then.

He also pointed out, unlike the old man's steady and thunderous hand, Lin Qingyang's finger was almost illusory, his finger was fleeting, and in the next second, he had already met Qin Bo's finger.

Beep.

Kiss.

After two soft sounds, the precious coffee table between the two suddenly clicked, split into two, and then sneered a few times, Lin Qingyang and Qin Bo fought very quickly, in less than a few seconds, hundreds of fingers had already been pointed out, and in the end, Qin Bo suddenly burst into a loud drink, his body rose into the air, condescending, and slashed down angrily with one palm!

"Good!"

Lin Qingyang cheered, his fingers condensed into a tripod shape, and if it was false, it also blasted upward!

Bang.

The picture seems to freeze.

Two seconds later.

Qin Bo's body suddenly shot backwards, but after all, this person's combat power had reached its peak, although he was affected by Lin Qingyang's extremely powerful and deeply moral 'stealing the sky' fist technique, he didn't suffer much damage, and with a backhand hook, his five fingers were inserted into the wall, and the whole person was firmly fixed on the wall like a big lizard.

"You're strong!"

Qin Bo praised.

"I know."

Lin Qingyang was unceremonious.

"You should go to Yanjing to have a look, there is a wider world there." As soon as his hand was released, the old man slid down the wall.

"I'll go back then." Lin Qingyang nodded and said affirmatively.

"Can you tell me where you learned that boxing technique you just played?" After hesitating, Qin Bo still asked, he was a martial idiot, Lin Qingyang's move just now was too shocking, let him know that You still can't come back to his senses, so he decided to inquire.

"I made my own!"

Lin Qingyang said lightly, this sounds like bragging, but only Lin Qingyang knows that he is not lying. In another world, in order to survive the catastrophe, he created this set of 'stealing the sky' boxing method, the purpose is to compete with the sky, and the later failure is not in the boxing itself, but in bad luck! (To be continued.) )