Wen Ci stood in place and didn't move, just looked at him with warm eyebrows, his eyes were as calm as water, and there was no ripple at all.

Calm, calm, standing there personable, elegant and elegant.

You must know that standing in front of him, this cold man, how many times has he wanted to kill him, and what is he able to endure it for?

Fu Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Wen Ci, "If I can find someone else, why bother with you?" ”

He was dark and had a certain paranoid tone, disgusting.

He raised his hand, as if to grab Wen Ci's collar, Wen Ci's entire body dodged back slightly, dodging for only a second, he instantly punched Fu Yu's face.

The strength of this punch did not converge at all, and it was a real hit.

Fu Yu took a few steps back, and finally held on to the sofa behind him, so that he didn't fall to the ground, he raised his hand and touched his face, looked at Wen Ci with cold eyes, suddenly licked his lips, and laughed sadly.

Without saying a word, the entire box exuded a dark and treacherous atmosphere, and the cold silk spread in all corners.

He got up and looked at Wen Ci's eyes with a little more interest, thick, "The reaction is still so fast." ”

Wen Ci looked at Fu Yu condescendingly, his eyes were light, noble and elegant, and he had a temperament that was not stained with fine dust, listening to Fu Yu's words, he only lightly hooked the corners of his lips.

By the way, the peach blossom eyes were also dyed with a mocking smile.

After Fu Yu left, he didn't fight Fu Yu again, and he didn't know what Fu Yu's skills had been over the years, and whether he could fight it was a question mark.

In the face of all the unknowns, Wen Ci did not panic at all.

"The ancestral master is really not so easy to touch, so wild, then there have been two tricks." The cold and magnetic voice hides a strong interest, and it seems that this moment has been expected for a long time.

As soon as Fu Yu's words fell, he quickly swung his fist towards Wen Ci, which was a very large arc action.

Wen Ci squinted, raised his left hand to block Fu Yu's fist that was about to fall, and his right hand quickly raised and waved his fist towards Fu Yu, Fu Yu also reacted very quickly, and the other hand grabbed Wen Ci's hand.

With a force in his hand, he brought Wen Ci's whole person to him, and Wen Ci followed Fu Yu's force, feeling Fu Yu's strength in grabbing his hand a little looser, he pulled out his hand at a very tricky angle, and kicked Fu Yu's knee when he raised his foot.

The knee was kicked, the center of gravity of the whole person was immediately scattered, and the whole person fell to the ground, Wen Ci didn't give Fu Yu a chance to react at all, he went up like a ghost, swung his fist, fell, and faced his face.

The arc of each punch is extremely smooth, and there is no mud and water.

It's a few very simple moves, there are no special skills, the comparison is speed and reflexes, whoever has the speed and reaction is fast, then whoever wins.

"Two strokes." Wen Ci looked at Fu Yu, lightly hooked the corners of his lips, and a mocking smile hung on his gentle and clear face, and his tone was cold and indifferent, "You were not worthy of fighting me before, and now you are still not worthy." ”

He slowly dusted his sleeves as if there was something dirty on it, "I haven't grown at all." After a pause, he said, "Fu Yu, you can't. ”

When the words fell, the man closed his gaze, and he didn't give him another look, and left with long legs.

Fu Yu looked at his departing back, straight, his shoulders and back never bent at half, it seemed that he would always be brilliant, his body was as long as jade, and he had his unique elegance and elegance.

The pace was idle and proud, but it seemed that it would never be able to catch up.

He lowered his eyebrows, and the look in his eyes was uncertain, dim, without a trace of light.

Still there, not moving.

This is the light he chases, but this light does not plate him, shines on others, and never shines on him.