At the time of the duel, the atmosphere was very solemn, but now they are not a simple duel, they are fighting - it is a fight to the death, and at such a moment, of course, this small secret room will be terrifyingly quiet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nan Jian's expression was as cold as a stone sculpture at this moment, and his evil sword pointed straight at the boxing king Qin Jubo from the moment he entered the door, and he never left. Moreover, the blade of the sword was still dripping slowly, drop by drop.

And the boxing champion Qin Jubo's expression, but there is some exaggeration, he has to take a deep breath every time he exercises his fist, as if to increase the power of his fist, and his confidence in winning this battle; however, his fist repeatedly stretches and swings, and people keep exhaling and exhaling, but he never swings his fist out.

As a result, Nan Jian and the tea master who was cowering in the corner of the wall were a little impatient!

"Your fist, when are you going to strike!" Nan Jian asked coldly.

He said, "You use a sword, I use a fist, it's really an obvious asymmetry, this is a problem that even a three-year-old child can see, haven't you noticed?"

Nan Jian still looked at him coldly, "You are ashamed!" he said, "I'm not here to compete with you today, nor am I here to duel with you, I'm here to kill you today, killing people doesn't need weapon symmetry, killing you is the goal!"

"No, no, no, this is bad, this is bad!" he was about to say something, but suddenly he heard the tea master who was cowering in the corner of the wall, suddenly like a mad lioness, roaring at him.

"Qin Jubo, you're still not a fucking man!" she yelled at him and said, "You dog, you flaunt your might on the heads of us ordinary people, and you rely on the strong and bully everywhere under the banner of boxing kings, and force us to marry for three years, but we can't conceive, let me stay in your ghost place all day long, chat with you, drink tea with you, and let you spoil and humiliate! Fuck you, it turns out that you will have times when you are afraid, you are really a pathetic, shameful, and hateful brute!" The woman wept and wept in one breath!

During this period, the boxing champion Qin Jubo's face was blue, purple, and red for a while, and his expression was very complex and changeable. Facts have proved that if people have no faith, they will look pathetic, pitiful, and even shameful when facing the enemy!

And now he actually looked at Nan Jian and smiled, this kind of smile is not how calm and calm he is, but how ugly he is, how hateful he is, how hateful he is, "Nan Daxia don't listen to her!" he said with a smile, just like a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy towards his master, "I have given his family a lot of benefits, his man has now become the city lord of Phoenix City, and he also said to me, what is polite, even if you take it to play well, it is not that there are no women around me......"

"That's enough!" Nan Jian roared, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, it had already rested on his neck, and he said, "I'm speechless to you, you are not worthy of being a man!"

"Wait a minute, Nan Daxia!" he hurriedly called out and said, "Ling Jing and I have always treated her as a guest, don't you want to see her?"

When Nan Jian heard this, he was taken aback, "What, you dog!" he roared and said, "It turns out that you have detained my wife Huayu here!" At that moment, he felt that the person in front of him was even worse than a ghost.

"No, no, no, you're mistaken, you're mistaken!" he said, his expression as gentle and casual as if he were talking to an old friend, "that must be Your Excellency's second lady!"

"Second lady!"

"That's right, Mrs. Nangong Lin!"

When Nan Jian heard this, his mind and body twitched, and now his mood could not be explained clearly by the word anger! He was simply disgusted with the person in front of him to the point of a little fear.

"Tell me, where is Nangong Lin?" he roared.

"Will I give her to you so you can take your sword off my neck?"

When the woman squatting in the corner heard this, it was like thunder, and she raised her head with a frightened face, "Nan Daxia, don't listen to him, he is a ghost!" She almost said to Nan Jian with begging words and deeds, "Nan Daxia, kill him quickly! He is a ghost, he is a beast, he is a beast, he is a terrible ghost, you can kill him quickly!"

"Stinky bitch, shut up!" Qin Jubo immediately roared, he wasn't even scared at all now, because, from Nan Jian's expression, he knew that he had now firmly grasped the most vulnerable part of Nan Jian's body. Therefore, now he seems to have regained some of the prestige of the boxing champion of the past, and he actually shouted at this woman, "Don't make noise here, it will affect me and Nan Daxia to talk about business!"

Nan Jian looked at him coldly, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire. "Brute!" he said, "Tell me, you've locked Lin'er up there!"

At this time, he pinched the sharp blade of Nan Jian with two fingers and gently pushed it away from his neck, and at the same time, with a very sinister and smug smile on his face, "Nan Daxia, don't get excited, you sit down and let's have a good talk!" He said, "I'll let this slut make you a pot of tea, her skills are not bad!"

Speaking of this, the woman listened and looked at them with a terrified face again, and when she saw that Nan Jian's sword had left Qin Jubo's neck and was hanging in the air, she was very worried and very afraid. She was worried that Nan Jian and the boxing champion Qin Jubo had compromised, in this case, she had just said so many angry words against the boxing champion Qin Jubo, and the consequences would of course be unimaginable.

And so she became frightened, and she began to tremble and tremble. When people are in extreme panic, like any animal, they will rise up and make the last pounce! Therefore, the tea master was furious, she rushed to the coffee table in front of her, grabbed a pot full of hot tea boiling on the stove, grabbed it empty-handed, and slammed it into the face of the boxing king Qin Jubo!

Immediately, there was a bang, a snort! The boxing champion Qin Jubo screamed in pain, and at the same time, half of his face had been burned into muddy red by the hot tea. "Slut, you dare to splash me!" he roared, and was about to pounce on the other with his fists.

Seeing this, the woman's eyes widened in horror, and it seemed that she was only desperately waiting for death to come! At this moment, Nanjian's evil sword flashed again, and it was once again on the neck of the boxing king Qin Jubo.

As soon as the sword arrived, the boxing king Qin Jubo already felt Sen Leng's murderous aura, he was a smart man, compared to the terrible sword blade, this little woman's humiliation was nothing! Therefore, he forced the anger in his heart, allowing the burned half of his face and eyes to twitch and spasm, he couldn't care so much. He turned his face and looked at Nanjian with the other half of a healthy face.

"Nan Daxia," he said, "you don't want to meet your second lady Nangong Lin!"

"You are not qualified to negotiate conditions with me now!" Nan Jian said coldly, that kind of angry look was able to make the boxing champion Qin Jubo fully understand the seriousness of the matter.

So, he had to say, and said very quickly: "Okay, I'll take you now!" As he parted, he glared at the tea master viciously, as if to say.

"Dead slut, you wait and see how I clean you up!" (To be continued.) )