Chapter 72: The Old Yin and Yang Are Weird
Zhang Tinghan felt that it was too boring to play like this, so he deliberately released the water.
"Don't say that I bully women, I'm a good man and never beat women." Zhang Tinghan let go of her, like throwing a ball.
Tang Ximu was just let go, turned around a few times, and finally settled on his heels, panting out of breath, raised his head, and glared at him viciously.
How can there be a brazen man like him in this world? She also claimed to be a good man, but she vomited......
"Win me and reward you with a request." Zhang Tinghan was as steady as Mount Tai on the deck, letting the hull of the ship sway, and hooked his finger at her defiantly.
"Bastard ......"
Tang Ximu gritted his teeth, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and rushed forward. With all his might, his fists smashed like a torrential rain.
She didn't believe in a man's mouth, and she didn't rush for his so-called reward.
She just wants to get out of her heart, in order to fight against an unfair fate, and the most important thing is to blow the dog man's head! I dared to ask her to wash her feet just now!
He deserves to let her wash her feet?!
punched hard, Zhang Tinghan didn't dodge it, and let her hammer hit him in the chest.
"Ah~ That's it, are you tickling me?"
Zhang Tinghan smiled lightly, the old yin and yang were angry, and frowned slightly in confusion.
His contempt added fuel to her fire, and her combat value was full.
"Yikes!" rushed forward desperately.
She doesn't believe that she is a taekwondo black belt with nine dans, and after the boxing championship, she will not be able to beat a stinky man??
When she punches, he dodges, sometimes just standing up and letting her fight.
After three hundred rounds of the battle.
Tang Ximu was tired and became a dog, panting and bending over, holding his numb and spicy thighs with both hands, making a half-supported posture.
And Zhang Tinghan on the other side still has no change in color, not a drop of sweat.
"Ma'am, now it's my turn." Zhang Tinghan smiled, turned his neck, and clenched his fist to crunch.
After a few clicks, she was grabbed by Zhang Tinghan and fell over her shoulder, like a garlic seedling that had been pulled up, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Hiss...... "Oops, her old waist is about to break."
The dog man is too ruthless!
"Get up!" Zhang Tinghan commanded and squinted at her.
She shivered with cold breath and stared at him sideways, the salty sweat on her forehead flowing into her eyes, not an ordinary sting, forcing her to burst into tears.
After a while, she stood up slowly and unyieldingly, like Xiao Qiang, who could not be killed, barely able to rush.
She rushed over, and before she could see what he was doing, her eyes turned black when she was beaten.
During the "emememem......" process, you can faintly hear the barking of the dog coming out of its nose with its mouth closed.
Tang Ximu knelt on the ground in a humiliating posture, his face against the wooden deck.
"Convincing or not?" Zhang Tinghan pressed her hand behind her back.
She struggled like a fish on a chopping board, unable to pull out.
"I'm not convinced!" She closed her eyes and tore open her throat and roared like a madwoman.
If he hadn't been a man and had an advantage in strength, would he have been able to beat her?
Mom, she's going to find her mom and let her mom clean up this bastard, bad guy with no heart.
It's a girl, and I don't know how to be gentle with her?
"Dissatisfied, right? If you don't accept it, you will be asked to calm down in the water. ”
Zhang Tinghan took the rope and slowly tied her body in circles.
"Ahh Ah——!h What are you doing...... What are you doing! Tang Ximu twitched her shoulder, completely panicked, and the soprano soared.