Xiaomei hurriedly went to help Xiaoyu, she was seriously injured and almost fainted, that man was too hateful and too ruthless!

As everyone knows, Ling Yao didn't use much force at all, he didn't want to slap people to pieces.

"I will avenge you. ”

"You're no match for him. Zhou Fusheng raised his hand to stop and walked to her.

"Mr. Zhou......" Xiaomei was puzzled.

"You don't have good eyesight, you don't see a lot of things. ”

Zhou Fusheng bent down, picked up the fragment of the silver needle, and looked left and right.

After Xiaomei saw what it was, her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

"Impossible!"

The silver needle is made of special material, and it is constantly clamped with a vice, not to mention that it is poisonous, and if the skin is slightly punctured, it will faint, just like the previous guards.

Looking at Ling Yao, who was safe and sound, Xiaomei shook her head, feeling that there must be something strange in it.

Zhou Fusheng stood up and said lightly: "Leave it to me, he is qualified to be my opponent." ”

"Please Mr. Zhou must avenge Xiaoyu!" Xiaomei said in a deep voice.

Ling Yao didn't seem to take Zhou Fusheng in his eyes, and urged Zhao Muyang, "Have you made the call? Don't waste time." ”

Zhao Muyang was disdainful, and Sen Ran smiled and said: "You really have a sick brain! Do you know that the person standing in front of you is a martial artist, idiot!"

"So anxious to be beaten?" Ling Yao said with a smile, reaching out to pull it away.

"You're too conceited. Zhou Fusheng's body was like the wind, and he appeared in front of Zhao Muyang in the blink of an eye, raising one hand to block Ling Yao, and carrying the other hand on his back, his calm voice exuded majesty and pride, "Sure enough, being young is ignorant." ”

"What a warrior!" everyone was shocked.

"I don't know how many products it is. Sister Shan was a little in awe, "But it doesn't matter, as long as you enter the product, it's amazing." This kid is also really good, and he shocked all the warriors under Zhao Ye, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. ”

She glanced at Ling Yao with contempt in her eyes.

Zhou Fusheng's posture is calm and unhurried, and you can see which is better and which is worse at a glance.

"The clown's farce is finally coming to an end. Chen Yue shook his head and sighed lightly, glanced at his cousin beside him, and was even more disdainful.

Chen Yufei was tense and ready to go.

Song Youying looked at Ling Yao with an anxious expression, not noticing at all that there was a pair of eyes not far away, also staring at her.

Ling Yao's face was as usual without the slightest fluctuation.

His strength just now was only aimed at Zhao Muyang, and it was not strange that he was blocked.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A pitch-black rope suddenly flew and landed on Song Youying amid everyone's exclamations, restraining her.

Someone found a mysterious figure outside, the rope in his hand shook, and the power exploded, and he directly rolled up Song Youying and dragged him out of the air.

The mysterious figure caught Song Youying, turned around and left.

This sudden scene shocked Zhou Fusheng, the control of power by this means is far above him, and this person's strength is only stronger than him!

Sister Shan was shocked, "Zhao Gongzi, I beg you to let Mr. Martial Arts come to her rescue!"

Zhao Muyang came back to his senses from the scene just now and sneered: "I think Miss Song would prefer someone to save her." ”

Sister Shan is anxious, the hottest star under her is Song Youying, and losing Song Youying is equivalent to losing a cash cow.

Subconsciously, she blamed all her faults on Ling Yao.

"It's all your fault!" Sister Shan's eyes were disgusting, and her voice was hoarse and trembling because of anger, "Why don't you kneel down and apologize to Zhao Gongzi, and beg him to save Youying, she is so good to you!"

Ling Yao glanced at her indifferently and did not speak.

Sister Shan shivered for no reason, and she was terrified.

"Uncle Zhou, he wants to escape!" Zhao Muyang suddenly shouted.

Zhou Fusheng woke up and looked back, Ling Yao turned around to walk outside.

"You can't run!" snorted coldly, he jumped into the air, and under the horrified gaze of everyone, the whole person appeared above Ling Yao's head.

When the palm is pressed, the palm wind is whistling, and it is unstoppable.

Ling Yao didn't raise his head, and waved his fist.

Click!

The crisp sound of bones shattering made the scalp tingle, Zhou Fusheng screamed miserably, and his entire arm was shattered inch by inch under Ling Yao's devastating fist, and blood mist splashed!

Zhou Fusheng fell to the ground, curled up in a ball holding his injured arm, and wailed.

And Ling Yao has disappeared.

Everyone was stunned and shocked.

Is this an escape?

How can it be!

So what did he go to do?

Soon, they knew the answer.

With a terrible scream in the distance, a figure flew sideways, crashed into the wall, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled more than a dozen times before it could stop, embarrassed like a dead dog.

Someone thought he was familiar and exclaimed, "It's the one who snatched Miss Song!"

"Where's Miss Song?"

"Miss Song was carried back by Brother Yao!"

Outside the gate, Ling Yao carried the tied Song Youying on his shoulders, his buttocks were up and his face was down, he put one hand in his pocket and pressed the other hand on her buttocks, his expression was indifferent.

As for why she touched her buttocks, it was purely to prevent her from falling, after all, her buttocks were not small, and her center of gravity was mostly there.

Song Youying's face was flushed, she was ashamed and indignant, and she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

It's shameful enough to bundle play, and the body is estimated to have been strangled to make many people react, and now you're still being touched in public, and you have to thank people when you turn around!

"How's it going?" she asked in a low voice, gritting her teeth.

"What feel?" Ling Yao was puzzled.

"My ass!" Song Youying is going crazy, this guy is still pretending to be stupid!

"I'll try. Ling Yao didn't know why she asked this, but in the end, he didn't mind helping her a little more, so he deliberately pinched it.

"Hmm~"

The numbness was like an electric shock, and Song Youying couldn't help but moan.

"It's quite soft, but it's a bit too meaty. Ling Yao replied truthfully and kindly reminded, "Miss Song, it's time for you to lose weight." ”

Song Youying wanted to bite Ling Yao to death, and she was so hateful when she got cheap and behaved!

But don't say it, it feels really comfortable......

Emmm......

Am I crazy?

Ling Yao walked into the courtyard and put Song Youying down.

Sister Shan hurriedly ran to untie her, and glanced at Ling Yao in horror, cold sweat like rain, and didn't dare to speak.

Obviously, the person who forcibly kidnapped Song Youying was also defeated by Ling Yao.

She looked at the man's wound just now, his chest was deeply dented, and his white bones were exposed, which was shocking.

Look at Zhou Fusheng again, a dignified martial artist, he was beaten like a curled up stray dog, miserable.

And Ling Yao was still so breezy that he looked as if he hadn't done anything.

Such a strong contrast is creepy!

Chen Yue's eyes were also trembling, his mind was fluctuating violently, and it was difficult to calm down.

Ling Yao completely attracted her attention.

"Thank you. No matter what, Song Youying was still sincerely grateful to Ling Yao.

"It's nothing, after all, you've eaten and drunk for nothing. Ling Yao disagreed.