Counterattack! Counterattack! Counterattack!

After being humiliated, Xiao Yuanchao immediately waved his fist at Xing Zhengrong and fought back in anger. He's not a waste, he's a red murderer, and no one can trample him underfoot.

Even if someone steps on it, even if someone steps on it, it can't be Xing Zhengrong. Because Xing Zhengrong was a defeated general under his subordinates, he once knelt at his feet!

In a short distance, Xiao Yuanchao's right fist smashed hard into Xing Zhengrong's cheek, and a short and sharp sound of breaking the wind broke out. This punch condensed all the strength of the whole body, and it was extremely violent and ferocious.

It was a humiliating counterattack, and it could be described as a storm. With his fists, he led a counterattack storm, overwhelming the sky and erupting like volcanic lava.

Facing Xiao Yuanchao's counterattack storm, Xing Zhengrong smiled slightly, stretched out his left hand and pinched Xiao Yuanchao's right wrist like lightning, and his body suddenly completed a spin in place.

The rotation is very beautiful, the rotation is very elegant and chic, which makes people feel pleasing to the eye.

But Xiao Yuanchao was not in the mood to appreciate the other party's elegance at all, because he was caught in a huge and incomparably suction force. It seems that Xing Zhengrong's body is a huge whirlpool, which makes people involuntarily swept in.

"Whew!"

Xiao Yuanchao's body involuntarily rushed forward under this suction, and the whole person hit the wall.

"Bang!"

There was a dull sound, and Xiao Yuanchaozhi, who had hit the wall, was bounced back and fell heavily to the ground.

His mouth and nose were bleeding outward, and his face was covered in abrasions, and he looked miserable.

Xing Zhengrong raised his foot lightly and stepped on Xiao Yuanchao's body again. But this time it wasn't the chest that stepped on it, but the cheeks.

"The strength is very good, and the speed is also very good, but unfortunately it is too much worse than before." Xing Zhengrong smiled and bowed his head and said: "If you can't do it, you have to forbear, how can you break out if you don't learn to forbear?" Xiao Yuanchao, the more you live, the more you go back. ”

Half of his cheek was trampled on, and Xiao Yuanchao struggled hard. But as he struggled, Xing Zhengrong's feet became harder and harder, and he couldn't move when he stepped on him.

But he didn't say anything cruel, just gritted his teeth and looked fierce.

It was useless to say anything at this time, he was trampled under Xing Zhengrong's feet. Now that it has been trampled underfoot, what else is there to say? The loser has to taste the treatment that the loser deserves, and there is nothing wrong with that!

"Whew! Whew! ……”

Violent wheezing sounds came from Xiao Yuanchao's mouth and nose, his body began to show slight convulsions, and the skin on his body began to slowly turn red, like an iron plate that had been burned, turning red little by little, and becoming hot little by little.

He clearly felt the adrenaline being secreted, from a wisp to a wisp, and then from a wisp to a strand. It's like an old dry well that, after years of drought, finally begins to gush fresh water.

"Xiao Yuanchao, I, Xing Zhengrong, want to trample you under my feet in my dreams, and you will never be able to get up if you step on it!" Xing Zhengrong roared with a hideous face: "When I knelt in front of you, do you know what I was thinking at the time? I wanted to kill myself, I wanted to die immediately. I'm a man, I'm a man who would rather die standing than live on my knees! But you're forcing me, you're forcing me to die, and I'm not even able to raise my head in the dragon's nest, just because I'm a man who has knelt down to people! ”

In the roar, Xing Zhengrong's hideous cheeks revealed incomparable grief and indignation, his right foot stepped on it with greater force, and Xiao Yuanchao's cheeks were also deformed, and even the sound of bones rubbing against the ground through the flesh and skin could be heard.

And Xiao Yuan, who was trampled on, stared at Chaoyuan, and his eyes were almost bulging out. Streams of blood poured out of his mouth, flowing down the corners of his mouth to the ground, condensing into a small pool.

"I had to kneel for the sake of the Dragon's Lair because I didn't have a choice. I'm your spoils, I'm the spoils of the Dragon's Lair! Xing Zhengrong gritted his teeth and raised his head high, and shouted sadly: "What did my ****** do wrong?" I knelt down for the dragon's nest, I was humiliated for the dragon's nest, but in the end I became the object of ostracism? Yes, my status has increased, but my personality has been lost. Everyone knows that I, Xing Zhengrong, can kneel to others, and everyone thinks that I am the kind of soft egg who can choose to abandon a qiē belief in the face of death, no one wants to stay in a tactical group with me, no one wants to partner with me, just because I have knelt down, just because I have knelt down!! ”

The more Xing Zhengrong talked, the more aggrieved he became, and the more he talked, the more angry he became. He is a man, he is not afraid of death, he kneels only to pay for the failure of the dragon's nest. But why should you be treated like that? Why? Why?!

Kneeling is not for fear of death, humiliation is only for the dignity of the dragon's nest. Is it really wrong for him to throw away his dignity to maintain the dignity of the dragon's nest?

"It's all because you !!" Xing Zhengrong lowered his head suddenly, raised his right foot and kicked Xiao Yuanchao's cheek fiercely.

"Bang!"

"Smack!"

was hit hard, Xiao Yuanchao's head hit the ground hard, and a blood flower appeared in an instant.

He was almost stunned by this kick, and his face was completely deformed by the force of this kick.

The eyeballs protruded almost completely, the teeth were loose, the facial muscles were twisted, and the blood was vomiting outward.

God knows how powerful Xing Zhengrong's kick is, but even so, Xing Zhengrong still has reservations. If you do it with all your might, this kick will be enough to kick Xiao Yuanchao's skull and trample it to death.

But Xing Zhengrong didn't come here to kill Xiao Yuanchao, and he couldn't kill Xiao Yuanchao at all. He just wanted to make his enemies as insulted as he was.

They can compete, they can attack, they can fight, but they are never allowed to kill each other, for whatever reason.

Xing Zhengrong reached out and grabbed Xiao Yuanchao's neckline and lifted it up, approached the other party's cheek, gritted his teeth and roared: "What you gave me, I will repay it twice, and I will repay it little by little!" You shit, you'd better get better quickly, I don't have much patience anymore, you know? ”

Xiao Yuanchao stared at Xing Zhengrong with violent eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his muscles twisted cheeks.

This smile is full of disdain, full of arrogance, and even more full of monstrous lawlessness.

His bare skin turned red, like the color of a sword that burns the blade of a sword.

It's hot and it's scary!

The adrenal glands were surging, one after another, as if they didn't know what it meant to stop.

And Xiao Yuanchao's whole person was like a forged sword, with blazing flames all over his body!!

PS: The next chapter is updated at 10 p.m.