Wang Ziqiao's phone call surprised the students around him, and everyone realized that Wang Ziqiao's identity was so special, no wonder he was with Yu Wei My goddess school flower.|i^

The title of the richest man in Shanhai City may soon become another title for Wang Ziqiao.

"So he's the owner of the Prince's Club?" Mu Shaoyang was also very shocked, he initially guessed that Wang Ziqiao should be the second generation of officials or the second generation of rich, and Wang Ziqiao's actions just now made him even more dazzled.

"No wonder there are so many beauties around me, if I pay attention to the dream butterfly, will he object? What is the relationship between him and Dream Butterfly? Who is Dream Butterfly? For the first time, Mu Shaoyang cared about Wang Ziqiao's opinion.

The rest of the people are also talking about it, and many girls have begun to throw flattering eyes at Wang Ziqiao, showing their most beautiful side in front of Wang Ziqiao.

Wang Ziqiao was naturally indifferent, and said to the rest of the people: "Everyone has nothing to do and leave here!" ”

When the students heard this, they were all stunned, but when Wang Ziqiao's gaze swept towards them, they all lowered their heads and left the room.

At the end of the year, there were only five people left in the whole room, but Wang Ziqiao's eyes looked at Mu Shaoyang.

Mu Shaoyang was stunned, because Wang Ziqiao's eyes had already told him that he also had to leave, which made Mu Shaoyang feel extremely unconvinced, but he still nodded: "Then I will wait for you outside." ”

"No need, just do whatever you have to do!" Prince Joe spat out a word.

Mu Shaoyang frowned, a little annoyed, but without words, he withdrew from the room.

In addition, there were three daughters behind Wang Ziqiao, Wang Ziqiao didn't pay attention to it, but spit out a series of spells, mobilized the magic element, and almost treated Ozawa Ichiro's injuries, and the broken bones were easily docked together. _!~;

Ozawa Ichiro slowly opened his eyes, looked at Wang Ziqiao in surprise, covered his chest, checked for a long time, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Xie Lu, thank you for healing my injury, you are a true miracle doctor!" ”

"Don't talk about cool words, I saved you because I wanted to continue beating you!" Wang Ziqiao squatted down and raised his hand to slap Ozawa Ichiro's face a few times: "This time the Chinese are powerful, isn't it?" If you don't know what to do, we can continue! ”

After a few slaps, Ozawa Ichiro was already dizzy, and said urgently: "I'm convinced, you don't want to fight anymore, I'm really convinced!" ”

"Take a fart, I healed your injuries just now, in order to continue to beat you and continue to humiliate you, I tell you, people related to you, no matter how much money you give, I won't heal any of them, and other Japanese people must pay 10 million before they come to see a doctor!"

After listening to Wang Ziqiao's phone call, Ozawa Ichiro was also convinced of Wang Ziqiao's identity, but he was extremely annoyed, and said, "Mr. Wang Ziqiao, why are you so discriminatory against my people in Japan?" You are violating international morality! ”

"International morality of bullshit, I opened the prince's sanatorium, you can come if you want, get out if you want, you better pray that I continue to love money, if it weren't for the money, you little devils can get out as much as you want!" Prince Qiao said angrily.

"You? The people of Great Japan will not bow down to you people! Ichiro Ozawa struggled to his feet.

"Won't it? Do you think you're amazing? Tsing Yi, Dream Love Butterfly, you guys come to clean him up! Wang Ziqiao took two steps back and continued: "Avenge our former female compatriots too!" ”

"Brother Ziqiao, why don't you let me beat him?" Yu Wei complained.

"Then the three of you go together!" Prince Joe smiled.

The three girls stepped forward together, Yu Wei stood in the middle, walked in front of Ozawa Ichiro with a smile, suddenly raised her foot, and kicked it at Ozawa Ichiro's lower gear.

"Whew......" Ozawa Ichiro suddenly let out a wolf howl, curled up, and slowly squatted down.

The two beauties of Tsing Yi and Menglian Butterfly also raised their feet, and what they cut their heads and covered their faces was a burst of kicks.

Seeing this, Wang Ziqiao found out that these three beauties were furious, and they were so powerful, every kick was a vital part, Ozawa Ichiro's lower gear, and in a moment's effort, he had already suffered no less than ten kicks.

This made Wang Ziqiao also frightened.

It wasn't until the last three girls were tired of beating that they stopped, but after a short rest, they kicked again.

Repeatedly......

These three women actually began to study Ozawa Ichiro as a test sample, no matter what kind of kung fu, they must have an understanding of the acupuncture points of the human body, so the three girls began to test Ozawa Ichiro's body according to what they learned.

Ichiro Ozawa would cry and laugh, and howl in pain......

"Yaga!" A pause covered Ozawa Ichiro's screams, and then a figure flashed in from outside, and after running two steps, the figure suddenly rose into the air, and with a flying kick, it locked the back of Tsing Yi's head.

Prince Qiao wanted to make a move, but he paused.

Looking at Tsing Yi again, she didn't look back, she had already determined the trajectory of the attack, leaned forward, rotated her waist, and grabbed the legs of the person with both arms, and threw her forward.

Whoosh......

The person who came was easily thrown three or five meters directly and fell to the ground.

But the other party quickly got up again, and just wanted to rush to the third girl again, but there was a pause at the door again: "Stop!" ”

Four people had come in at the door, three men and one woman, speaking was a young woman, this woman was wearing a black silk shirt, a slightly thin waist, slender sleeves, with lotus-like lines, wearing a knee-length black straight skirt below, the skin was smooth and white, the delicate nose bridge, ruddy lips, swan-like white neck, long black hair was coiled in a bun on the top of the head, and the appearance was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but it gave people a sense of maturity.

She raised her eyebrows lightly, her face was cold, and after a pause, she set her eyes on Wang Ziqiao's body, bent down ninety degrees to Wang Ziqiao, and said in a mouthful of standard Chinese: "Junko Matsubara has seen Mr. Wang!" ”

She bent over like this, so that Wang Ziqiao couldn't even think about it, under the open neckline, the semi-circular snow mound inside was clearly visible, and the pink hood restrained a pair of exploding giant balls, so that Wang Ziqiao also understood what the little devil was so childlike. Milked.

But Wang Ziqiao's gaze only swept over, and he didn't linger, facing this Junko Matsubara, he suddenly thought of the little ghost spy in the TV series, which made him feel extremely annoying.

Seeing that Prince Qiao didn't answer, Junko Matsubara straightened up and continued to smile: "Mr. Wang, I apologize to you for the matter of Ichiro Ozawa and Darro Ozawa, don't worry, after I go back, I will definitely clear out the portal!" ”

(It's four shifts today, I drank some red wine, my head was groggy, and it was also painful to forcibly code words, and I should add more tomorrow!) It's the end of the month.,Ask for a ticket.,If you don't vote, it will be cleared next month! ）