Chapter Twenty-Four: Torn Suits

Ye Wanqing's sudden move undoubtedly made Qingyang's situation very embarrassing.

If you don't care.

With her weak body, she dared to rush towards others.

Let's not talk about stopping people, even if you don't care about it, you can fall casually.

I'm afraid that it is possible to fly directly in place.

If someone backhands again...

Qingyang couldn't imagine it.

Straightened up violently and grabbed Ye Wanqing's arm.

pulled her hard, and immediately pulled her back into his arms.

"You... Are you all right? How can it be! ”

Seeing that Qingyang was so alive, Shang Xinyu looked like a ghost.

Hurriedly ran to the side and brought the stool back into his hand.

"Qingyang? You're alright! That's great! Ye Wanqing in her arms was also shocked, and then overjoyed.

Qingyang's face was already full of helplessness at the moment.

Thank you so much.

It's okay now, but it's going to be okay soon.

What could have been solved with a stick had to be a situation where it had to fight for one's life.

He wasn't sure if he still had this weird self-healing ability!

Even if there is.

It really hurts to be beaten!

"You... What kind of monster are you? Shang Xinyu clenched the stool, his voice trembling.

The head was opened, and there was nothing wrong with it.

How is it possible for human beings to have such endurance.

Qingyang just smiled and let Ye Wanqing lean lightly against the wall.

The next moment, he grabbed the electric baton and rushed forward.

"Ahh Seeing this, Shang Xinyu roared angrily, raised the stool and smashed it hard.

Qingyang subconsciously slapped a stick on the stool.

The next moment, the unthinkable happened.

The stool instantly turned into a cannonball and slammed into the wall.

I only heard a loud "bang", and the wall directly smashed a big hole!

it!

Qingyang looked at this scene stupidly.

As the initiator, he didn't understand the situation at all.

When did he get so strong?

And it's outrageous!

"How is this possible!" Shang Xinyu's eyes widened, and he suddenly remembered something, and said in shock. "Is this the power of 'it'? Are you from the 'it' camp? ”

"The people in the 'it' camp can't directly hurt people, how dare you..."

Qingyang frowned, and kicked out without saying a word.

Whatever he "its" camp.

This guy is really annoying, let's beat it up first.

With his fists and feet, Shang Xinyu had no power to resist, and flew out upside down in an instant.

After knocking down a row of tables, he barely stopped, and fell to the ground groaning in pain.

If it was usual, Qingyang would definitely ask him what he meant.

But the clock is running out for less than three minutes until 3 a.m.

In order to avoid recurrence, it is necessary to be fast!

So Qingyang didn't even have time to think about how his huge power came about.

"What if it's someone from 'it' camp? If you don't follow the rules, you're dead! Shang Xinyu suddenly roared.

Hearing this, Qingyang's face did not change.

He had never been in the "it" camp, nor had he seen the rules of "it".

These words didn't scare him.

"Good! If you want me to die, don't think about it! Knowing that he had no chance of winning, Shang Xinyu roared angrily.

actually bit on the yellow suit and pulled it hard.

"Woohoo."

A small sound directly tore the suit alive.

"Stop!" Qingyang's complexion changed suddenly, and he kicked it again in a hurry.

The terrifying force instantly kicked him into the wall, and blood continued to spill from his mouth.

And yet he was laughing.

"Hahaha, it's useless if the suit is torn, don't think about this woman going out!" Shang Xinyu's face was full of madness.

"What did you say!" Qingyang's complexion changed drastically.

Hurriedly snatched the suit to check, only to find that the entire cuff was almost torn off by him!