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"it is good!"

Yan Mingyu took the wine glass and drank a second glass.

After half a bottle of red wine, her perfect face already had two blushes, making her look even more delicate and charming.

"This is what you call a woman!"

Zhou Zixuan couldn't help but swallowed.

She felt that the Yan Mingyu in front of her was like a phoenix with all the colorful rays of light all over her body, while the women she had played with before were like pheasants that had lost their feathers.

Rubbing his hands, he hoped Qin Yu would receive two more punches so that he could persuade Yan Mingyu to drink a third glass of red wine.

From the look of her, she would definitely get drunk if she drank this bottle of red wine.

at this time.

stadium.

It was almost as Qin Yu expected. If Feng Wudao took action with all his strength, there would still be some gap between him and himself.

Probably, my combat effectiveness is at 90, and his combat effectiveness is at 100.

I also have to go all out, otherwise it’s really hard to say who will win.

"Boy, let me give you a try today, the power of the Thirty-Sixth Way Fuhu Fist!"

"Roar"

Feng Wudao was a tall man with a full beard. He pressed his body down and let out a deep roar, which really sounded like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Whoosh.

His body rushed forward, his fingers turned into claws, and he grabbed Qin Yu's chest.

"The black dragon stirs up the sea!"

Qin Yu twisted his waist, turned around and kicked at an incredible angle.

His shoulder suddenly became hot and he was scratched by Feng Wudao, but this kick also hit his stomach.

It's equivalent to eight taels of half a catty, and no one can do anything.

"Hmph, come again!"

Feng Wudao pounced on Qin Yu again, and the faint air flow continued to linger on his fingertips.

"Heart-damaging Technique!"

When Qin Yu saw that Black Dragon's Eighteen Hands could only draw a tie with Feng Wudao, he gritted his teeth and used the Seven Injury Fist.

Suddenly, two strong air currents appeared on his fist.

boom.

His fist collided with Feng Wudao's palm.

"hiss"

Feng Wudao's eyelids twitched, and he felt as if his palm had been hit by a hammer. He staggered back and almost fell to the ground.

"Zang Li Jue!"

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes and pursued the victory. He grabbed Feng Wudao's wrist and hit him hard in the ribs with a heart-breaking punch.

"puff"

Feng Wudao's eyes widened and he spit out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

"Labor and capital."

"The Art of Trance!"

Just as he was about to fight back, Qin Yu's fist kept enlarging his pupils and hit him hard on the nose.

"What the hell"

Even a master like Feng Wudao felt unbearable pain when his nose was hit, and he burst into tears and nosebleeds.

"I remember that my grandfather was beaten to death. Today, I want you to pay with your blood!"

Qin Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and his fist landed on Feng Wudao like a cannonball.

bang bang

"Wo Ri, what's going on with this kid? When we fought Huang Lianying yesterday, he was almost dying. Why is he so fierce today?"

"Yeah, it seems that Feng Wudao is not good either, and he was beaten like a sandbag by that kid!"

"This boy is Yan Mingyu's bodyguard. From now on, no one should provoke the Sihai Group. This boy is too powerful!"

Everyone watching the excitement started talking.

"call"

Among the crowd, Lu Wenrou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that Qin Yu was stable in this round.

Ring bell

However, her cell phone rang. When she took it out, she saw that it was a call from her superior.

He answered the phone suspiciously and asked, "What's the matter? Here."

Lu Wenwen really didn't expect that this call would come from a superior to plead for mercy. Yuan Tiangang, who was far away in the capital, must also be watching the match between Feng Wudao and Qin Yu through a live broadcast on his mobile phone.

What shocked him was that Feng Wudao was obviously at a disadvantage.

I had to call Section 7 quickly, but I learned that Han Bing had left the East China Sea, and contacted the senior officials of Longmen to ask Lu Wenrou to stop the fight from continuing.

Feng Wudao was the deputy leader of the powerful southern martial arts alliance. If he was really deposed by Qin Yu, not only would he lose a master, but where would the martial arts alliance lose its face?

As mentioned before, Yuan Tiangang is not only the leader of the Martial League, but also has a good relationship with the big guys in the Red Wall. Even Longmen has to sell his face.

"I'll go and persuade you to give it a try!"

Lu Wenrou said somewhat dullly.

Then, he put down his cell phone and walked slowly towards the middle of the gymnasium, trying to delay as much time as possible so that Qin Yu could be angry for a while longer.

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Qin Yu naturally noticed Lu Wenrou and couldn't help but wonder, what did she mean by coming over?

However, his fists kept hitting Feng Wudao's body, continuously delivering critical blows.

Finally, he grabbed his shoulders, lifted his nearly two hundred kilogram body, and slammed him to the ground.

boom.

This time, Feng Wudao was almost smashed into the ground, leaving a "human" shaped pit.

"Qin Yu, it's almost over. Yuan Tiangang has come forward to intercede."

Lu Wenrou bit her teeth and said a little embarrassedly.

She knew how much Qin Yu hated Feng Wudao, but there were many masters like him in the Wudao League, and there were even a few old monsters in seclusion who were more powerful than Yuan Tiangang.

Qin Yu could not afford to offend the Martial Alliance alone.

"Okay, I'll give you some face!"

Qin Yu nodded, knowing that Lu Wenrou would never stop him from killing Feng Wudao to avenge his grandfather unless he had to. She must have her own reasons.

"Well, give the person to me, and I will take him to the capital and hand him over to Yuan Tiangang. The water in the Martial League is very deep, so try not to be a direct enemy of them!"

Lu Wenrou said tactfully.

"I see!"

Qin Yu said.

Perhaps, on the surface, it seems that Feng Wudao has always been against him, but in fact, there must be Yuan Tiangang's shadow behind him.

If he kills Feng Wudao now, he will definitely attract revenge from the entire Wudao Alliance.

"Then I'll take the person away."

Lu Rouwen held her knees and pretended to sneeze.

Qin Yu understood this and immediately kicked Feng Wudao in the ribs.

click

"what"

This kick broke at least five or six of Feng Wudao's ribs.

He looked ferocious in pain, with cold sweat on his head, and stared at Qin Yu: "Just wait, the Martial Alliance will not let you go!"

"Hmph, the Martial Alliance is a hammer, isn't it just relying on the number of people? Let Yuan Tiangang come and challenge me openly?"

Qin Yu couldn't help but roar.

"Okay, Feng Wudao, come with me!"

Lu Wenrou glanced at Feng Wudao impatiently, pulled him up from the ground, waved, and several of his men came over and helped him out of the gym.

"What the hell! It's evil!"

Tang Xuanwu saw that Qin Yu had won again, and with a dark face, he also walked out with his bodyguards.

Yang Kun died and Huanglian camp was abandoned. He had to contact the retreat master immediately and let him make a decision.

the other side.

hotel.

Although Zhou Zixuan felt that it was a bit incredible that Qin Yu really defeated Feng Wudao. However, he didn't take it too seriously. His goal was Yan Mingyu, as long as he could sleep with this woman.

Pushing the remaining half bottle of red wine in front of Yan Mingyu: "Mr. Yan, drink it!"

".good!"

Yan Mingyu took the wine bottle and blew it into her little mouth.

click

Seeing this, the two waiters walked to the door and pulled down the rolling shutter.

This hotel was invested by the Zhou family, and they received tips from Zhou Zixuan, so they naturally locked the door and couldn't let anyone ruin his good deeds.