When Zhuo Li and Xiong Hai heard this, they turned their heads and wanted to run.

"Order!"

Wei Qing agreed, where to give them a chance to escape, and caught up with the two of them in three steps and two steps.

I saw that he reached out and grabbed the shoulders of the two people, and with a hard push back, the two of them turned into trapeze artists and flew back directly upside down.

Like an eagle catching a chicken, the strength is not at the same level at all.

Wei Qing is a man who can even surrender to Crazy Horse, let alone two pampered boys?

He was unilaterally beaten by two people before, completely because he didn't want to cause trouble, and it was by no means that he couldn't beat the two of them.

Their force value is a der in front of Wei Qing!

Now that Liu Rong had given the order, Wei Qing naturally no longer hesitated, and rushed towards the two of them like a tiger out of a cage.

In this way, the three of them fisted back and forth, and the battle became a ball.

。。。。。。

At the beginning, Zhuo Li and Xiong Hai could still block and fight back, but later Wei Qing's offensive became more and more fierce and his strength became stronger and stronger, and the two of them only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back.

The three of them fought lightly, and after a while, Zhuo Li and Xiong Hai's strength ran out.

Combat of this intensity is very strenuous and can last for a few minutes at the top of the martial arts.

In the novel, there are hundreds of battles at every turn, all of which are deceptive.

Zhuo Li and Xiong Hai's strength was exhausted, and they both started slowly, but Wei Qing seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

They only felt that Wei Qing's fists and arms seemed to be made of fine iron, and every time they blocked, they shook the tiger's head and made it hurt.

This son is inhuman!

Gradually, the two of them can no longer match Wei Qing's rhythm, and Wei Qing can defend two punches at most if he throws three punches.

Even if they are two against one, they are all in a state of suppression.

Zhuo Li and Xiong Hai's thighs, back, and chest were hit one after another, and the punches hit the flesh, and they were dizzy, and their internal organs were about to crack.

Wei Qing was very disciplined and didn't hit their vital parts.

After a while, the two of them couldn't hold it anymore, and they fell heavily on the ground with their heads down.

When they fell to the ground, they did not get up, but knelt down wherever they fell.

They couldn't stop buttoning their heads at Liu Rong, and pleaded in their mouths:

"Your Highness, spare us."

"Your Highness, we were wrong."

"We don't dare anymore."

Wagging their tails and begging for mercy, like two lost dogs, where is there still a trace of the arrogance of bullying people just now.

。。。。。。

Seeing this, Wei Qing stopped and silently retreated to Liu Rong's side.

Liu Rong looked at the two people on the ground, shook his head incessantly, and said in his heart that Wei Qing was too honest and honest.

He had already seen it. When Wei Qing and the two of them did it just now, they were measured, and they didn't want to hurt the two.

Now, the two of them were just kneeling on the ground, and he actually stopped.

Liu Rong jumped to his feet in a hurry, and said in his heart: Please, this is not a boxing match, and then beat them!

However, he also knows that Wei Qing is the kind of character who "would rather the world bear him, he will never lose the world".

Even if the two people in front of him had insulted him many times, Wei Qing was unwilling to take advantage of the danger and kill them all.

"If you do this, you will suffer on the battlefield in the future." Liu Rong said to Wei Qing earnestly.

However, he didn't plan to embarrass Wei Qing either.

It is very difficult to change a person, he has time for Wei Qing to grow, and he is not in a hurry.

Liu Rong glanced at the two people on the ground who were wagging their tails like dogs and smiled.

He is the most reasonable, the grace of a drop of water is reciprocated, and the hatred of a drop of water is repaid by the Pacific Ocean.

That's pretty nuke, right?

Since you have chosen provocation, you should pay the price you deserve.

。。。。。。

He walked slowly in front of Zhuo Li, raised his leg and kicked him the outside of his calf.

This kick, I'm afraid it can directly kick the 37-and-a-half-pound little tiger to death!

Zhuo Li kept rolling on the ground with his calves in his hands, his face was as red as a soldering iron, and beads of sweat the size of beans were pouring out like money.

Liu Rong didn't know if his leg was broken, but Liu Rong was sure that for at least three months, he wouldn't want to walk normally.

Since you have chosen not to be the right person, let's crawl and walk like a dog!

Xiong Hai on the side looked at the tragic situation of Dao Zhuoli, and his face was as frightened as white paper.

He kept buttoning his head and begging for mercy, hoping that Liu Rong would be able to open up the net.

Liu Rong didn't seem to hear his plea for mercy, the smile on his face was even bigger, and Xiong Hai was terrified to watch.

I only heard Liu Rong say: "It's okay to spare you?" ”

Hearing this, Xiong Hai's face was happy, and the speed of deducting his head was faster.

Relentless kowtow machine.

"But there are three things that I value most as a person: fairness, fairness, and Tamu's fairness. It is not fair to him to spare you. ”

After speaking, as concocted, raising the leg is a kick.

It's still a familiar recipe, it's still a familiar taste.

"Ahh

"This is what happens when you are a dog, you are not afraid of death, you can continue next time."

Liu Rong put down a cruel sentence and left without looking back.

。。。。。。

This time, he was already very merciful.

If power is a life-and-death struggle, then the two of them are their own enemies.

Liu Rong's punishment of them like this is definitely an extrajudicial mercy

We must not be merciful to our enemies, otherwise we will surely be counterattacked.

This is the experience that Liu Rong gained from countless historical travel novels in his previous life.

Our Lady does not end well, Our Lady must not die well, this is the bloody lesson.

He must abandon the norms of later generations, adapt to this reckless era as soon as possible, and embrace the game of thrones.

The first rule of power is that men are not ruthless, their status is unstable, and so are women!