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No one else knew what Fang Mo was doing, but the expression of Wanyan, the leader of the Sichuan Qing tribe in the audience, changed slightly. He vaguely heard the sound of waves surging from the sea, which seemed to be accompanied by the cruise ship slowly approaching the shore. The buzz of time.

At this moment, Patriarch Wanyan finally realized something and looked at the thin young man on the stage with some awe.

He is stalling for time.

Before Fang Mo treated the two little girls in the morning, the scene of making a phone call suddenly appeared in the mind of the patriarch Wanyan.

No wonder Fang Mo was obviously no match for Luo Haiping, but he still wanted to fight against him.

His purpose was not to defeat Luo Haiping at all.

But to drag the people from the outside world to rescue this kid to the scene.

At this moment, Luo Haiping, who had been teased by Fang Mo, completely fell into rage;

"Son of a bitch……"

A roar.

Fang Mo didn't feel any wind or movement from behind.

He turned his head to look in astonishment, and was suddenly shocked.

I saw that Luo Haiping actually didn't follow the routine.

This guy completely gave up the idea of ​​pursuing Fang Mo at this moment.

He actually jumped down from the high platform and rushed towards the sedan chair where Pei Ziqi was.

Whoa!

At this moment, countless Sichuan Qing people's eyes were about to burst.

"He ran towards the sedan!"

"What does this bastard want?"

"Isn't he trying to threaten Fang Mo with the lady in red?"

That's right.

This is what Luo Haiping planned.

He gave up the opportunity for a fair duel and planned to steal it!

If Pei Ziqi is threatened by Luo Haiping as a hostage, Fang Mo will naturally throw a rat weapon at that time, and he will have no choice but to roll over obediently and get beaten.

This Luo Haiping thinks clearly and is not stupid.

He knew that if he continued to fight, he would always suffer the loss. If he wasn't angry to death by Fang Mo, he would be disgusted to death.

What the young man did was like a toad crawling on the instep of his feet, not biting but disgusting.

Luo Haiping simply did not follow the rules.

"Stop him!"

Several Sichuan Qing youths stepped forward one after another, trying to block Luo Haiping's way.

But these ordinary Sichuan Qing youths are no match for Luo Haiping.

The guy randomly threw two punches, which caused a huge scream, and countless figures flew out. Anyone who tried to block Luo Haiping's path was blown away by his punch.

Patriarch Wanyan's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

At this moment, he secretly glanced at Fang Mo on the high platform, wondering what the young man would do next.

Unexpectedly, he was surprised to find that Fang Mo looked calm, as if he had not seen this scene.

The initial surprise was most likely just that Luo Haiping reacted so quickly. Before I even teased him for a while, this guy figured out how to break the situation.

only……

"Isn't Fang Mo the companion who went to the island with the lady in red?"

"The lady in red is obviously in danger. Why isn't he panicking at all?"

Clan Chief Wanyan frowned.

step!

Two steps!

On the other side, Luo Haiping had quickly approached the sedan chair where Pei Ziqi was sitting.

How fast is his martial arts master?

If it weren't for the Thirteen Fallen Leaves Needles that Fang Mo threw out in his initial sneak attack, it would be no exaggeration to say that with Luo Haiping's reaction speed and strength, he would have been able to hang Fang Mo from the ceiling and hit him.

If Fang Mo makes a bad start, Luo Haiping can beat him.

But now, even though a few injections have caused some muscles to be somewhat anesthetized, Luo Haiping's speed is still not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Moreover, among the people in the audience, there is no general of Luo Haiping.

He was so powerful that he could almost punch a kid with one punch.

Countless people wearing green clothes had faces ashen as death.

Ruined!

Fang Mo was dead now.

Luo Haiping may not necessarily hurt Pei Ziqi, but he has Miss Pei as a hostage.

Fang Mo's idea of ​​continuing to use the rules of the arena to play around was shattered.

Ugh!

I don't know who sighed heavily.

Pang Yan and others' faces were livid, cursing Luo Haiping for not practicing martial ethics, and praying that Fang Mo could come up with some trump card.

Unfortunately, contrary to expectations, Fang Mo remained motionless on stage, looking calm and expressionless.

It even gives people the illusion of giving up on Pei Ziqi completely.

"Hahahaha, aren't you awesome? Aren't you cunning? I won't fucking play with you anymore. I'll take the bride away. I'll see who of you can stop me."

The next moment, Luo Haiping appeared next to the sedan chair.

Under the gaze of countless people who were almost on the verge of bursting into flames, his palms were already placed on the curtain of the sedan chair.

Patriarch Wanyan's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he spoke to his eldest son, who was wrapped in a smart outfit next to him;

"Zhenting, why don't you take action?"

Hearing this, Wanyan Zhenting shook his head, with a somewhat complex expression and a hint of meaningful admiration. However, he did not look at the sedan chair, but instead focused on the upright and thin figure on the stage.

"Miss Pei can resolve the crisis by herself without me taking action."

"After we came here just now, Divine Doctor Fang secretly slipped something into me and asked me to give it to Miss Pei."

"I think everything is probably under the control of Divine Doctor Fang. He may have guessed that this situation would happen."

What! ?

Patriarch Wanyan opened his mouth, confused.

When did Fang Mo give you something?

I do not know how?

While the father and son were talking, Pei Ziqi's sedan chair was finally opened.

The beautiful bride also appeared in front of everyone.

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the sedan chair, some were filled with sadness, some despair, some hope, and some deep sadness.

Luo Haiping's iron tower-like figure trembled, laughed evilly twice, and licked his lips.

"As expected of a woman who can make even the second young master of the Wanyan patriarch's family flock to her. She is truly the best in the world."

Swan neck, a4 waist.

The absolutely gorgeous beauties, especially those dressed in red, look even more seductive.

At this moment, the bride in the sedan chair smiled mysteriously.

This smile is like a hundred flowers blooming, charming and moving.

"Thank you."

Luo Haiping was stunned. The imaginary look on the woman's face did not appear. Instead, she looked calm and made people feel a sense of foreboding.

The next moment, Luo Haiping felt a roar in his ears, as if something exploded in his mind.

Like a watermelon dropped to the ground.

boom!

Break into pieces.

It was as if the God of Death lay gently in his ear and whispered.

"follow me."

But from the perspective of everyone, they can see it.

The charming bride raised her hand to reveal her wrist, which was white and beautiful, but the most eye-catching thing... was the small pistol in her palm.

There is a mini Q logo on the handle of the pistol, which gives this cold hot weapon a touch of playfulness.

Pei Ziqi didn't hesitate at all. After saying 'thank you', he immediately pulled the trigger.

The crisp sound that exploded in Luo Haiping's ears was the sound of the bullet blasting his head.

This martial arts master who showed off his power among the Sichuan Qing tribe probably never dreamed that he had just suffered the greatest humiliation and humiliation in his life, and finally thought he had a chance to regain his position.

Who knew that Pei Ziqi, a soft persimmon in the eyes of countless people, and the bride competing for a bride today, would be the real guillotine.

Everyone regards women as the weakest and easiest to fall into.

It was the hell that completely ruined his life.

At the end of Luo Haiping's sight, he could only see a blur of flesh and blood.

It was his own brain that dyed the world in front of him red.

"You bitch, let me have your idea."

"I am also a woman you are qualified to touch. Go to heaven and play with your mother, you idiot."

At this moment, countless people were stunned.

Even Wanyan Chengyu, who had some illusions about Pei Ziqi at first, couldn't help but subconsciously raised his hand and touched his forehead in shock.

motherfucker.

Why do I suddenly feel that it is a blessing not to be able to marry Miss Pei.