The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Nine

Bao Wenwen's face stiffened, she looked at Chen Qinglong awkwardly, but she wanted to move but didn't dare to move. Chen Qinglong is the boss of the Emgrand, with a younger brother hundreds of people, and Ye Qiu is just a vendor. She still calls him Ye Shao because of his good relationship with Cheng Daqiang and a little skill.

Ye Qiu was immediately disappointed and said, "You can't come here?"

Bao Wenwen's pretty face was stiff, and she apologized: "Ye Shao, sorry, it's not very convenient."

Chen Qinglong glanced at Bao Wenwen coldly, and she was satisfied in her heart. The woman did not make any moves against him, and then in the next second, his face froze.

"You can't come, then I'll be over."

Ye Qiu chuckled, got up and took a stride, and sat between Meng Zhao and Bao Wenwen, squeezed Meng Zhao away, and then stretched out his hand to embrace Bao Wenwen's waist, lowered his head to see that the nosebleed almost came out.

Oh my god, this cheongsam is too high, and the slender legs have been visually lengthened by more than 20 centimeters out of thin air. It is so **** that it breaks through the sky, and it seems that it is not worn inside.

Meng Zhao looked dumbfounded. Ye Qiu's speed was very fast just now, and he came to him in an instant, pushed him away with his ass, and almost fell to the ground.

Then he came back to his senses with an angry expression on his face and cursed in Thai: "%￥#%"

Ye Qiu ignored him at all, and chatted with Bao Wenwen: "Sister Bao, how is your illness now?"

"Well, it's okay." Bao Wenwen flushed.

When Meng Zhao saw that Ye Qiu ignored him, he felt that Ye Qiu might not understand Thai, so he cursed again in Chinese.

Ye Qiu glanced at him: "I won't force you to be such a foolish man."

Meng Zhao's Chinese is not very good, so he was taken aback and asked: "What do you mean by a rash man?"

Ye Qiu said, "This is just complimenting you, what the strong means! Very good, very powerful!"

Meng Zhao nodded, with a smile on his face: "You are right."

Li San's fist was full of black lines, his own senior brother's brain was so funny, he hurriedly explained: "Brother, he is scolding you, this is saying you...simple mind, well-developed limbs!"

Meng Zhao frowned: "The limbs are well developed, my hands and feet are indeed well developed."

Li Sanquan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and then said something in Thai. Meng Zhao was furious, staring at Ye Qiu with a pair of anger, and slamming his fist on the coffee table in front of him.

With a dull sound, the coffee table made of marble suddenly cracked, and it was smashed with one punch!

Bao Wenwen's heart jumped, this big man turned out to be so powerful, and looked at Ye Qiu with a little worry. This kid was her first card to do it alone, but don't be beaten to death.

The corner of Chen Qinglong's eyes twitched, secretly startled.

Ye Qiu sighed and sighed: "So you are a fool, do you know how much the coffee table is? It's thousands of yuan."

Meng Zhao furiously pointed to Ye Qiu and said, "Shameless Chinese man, I want to fight you."

Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a bit of cold light: "Are you sure?"

Meng Zhao sneered and said, "What, don't you dare?"

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Don't dare, I'm afraid of getting hurt."

Meng Zhao laughed and mocked: "Are all the men in China as cowards like you?"

Ye Qiu stopped Bao Wenwen's waist, leaning on the sofa, and said slowly: "I'm afraid you will get hurt."

Meng Zhao suddenly seemed to have heard Tianda’s joke. He admitted that Ye Qiu had some strength, but that strength was nothing compared to him. You must know that he has experienced countless fights, and even went to the underground black boxing to experience life and death duel. , That kind of honed skill is not comparable to those of the internal waste who only knows how to practice.

For a long time, their Muay Thai masters have been quite uncomfortable with China, the so-called inner masters, and feel that only Muay Thai is the strongest.

Meng Zhao sneered coldly and said sarcastically: "Anyone can speak big words. You have a good word in Huaxia, and you can see the truth under your hand. Otherwise, I will only think that you are a soft guy who can only talk big words. Soft like you Dan, how can you have such a beautiful woman? Your beautiful women in China should all belong to our strong Siamese."

Although Chen Qinglong was a little upset and miserable, he smiled slightly at this time and said: "Mr. Mengzhao, Miss Wenwen is the number one beauty in our club. If you want to win her heart, I'm afraid she will have to let her see your strength."

Meng Zhao laughed and watched Bao Wenwen's eyes flashing infinite desire, "I am strong in kung fu, on the other hand, I am also very strong, haha."

Chen Qinglong smiled, then looked at Ye Qiu, and said: "Let me just say it, since you are here today, I will definitely not let you leave easily and fight against Mr. Meng Zhao. You won, our Things were wiped out."

"What if I lose?" Ye Qiu asked curiously.

Chen Qinglong sneered and said, "Do you think you can go out from here?"

Bao Wenwen's heart jumped, she didn't expect that Ye Qiu's hatred with Chen Qinglong was so great, she was faintly worried for Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu said, "What if I don't want it?"

Chen Qinglong said: "Then leave a hand!"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of thugs rushed down from the upper floor of the nightclub, and then surrounded Ye Qiu. Everyone's eyes were as cold as a knife. They looked at Ye Qiu as if they were looking at a dead person, with sticks in their hands. Weapons even have controlled knives.

Bao Wenwen was nervous. She looked at Ye Qiu. She didn't expect this guy to look as usual. This character made her admire her, but the dishonest hand on her body made her quite annoyed, and the danger was ahead of her. God, but she actually felt a little exciting, a little excited, and even a little eager... this kind of excitement.

Ye Qiu looked around and smiled: "It seems that I can't fight if I don't?"

Chen Qinglong mocked: "Do you think it is possible?"

"Okay." Ye Qiu let go of Bao Wenwen, and then stared at Meng Zhao. When he stood up, he realized that the other party was half a head taller than himself, almost 2 meters away. He squinted his eyes and said, "Big guy, me and You hit."

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There is a fitness room on the sixth floor of the nightclub for Chen Qinglong's subordinates to exercise. It happens to have a small arena.

Li Sanquan stood next to Chen Qinglong, hehe smiled and said, "Don't worry, my senior brother can kill the master of the inner family who enters the hall. Compared to me, I don't know how much, this kid is dead."

Chen Qinglong remembered the scene of Meng Zhao fighting against his own elite, and smiled slightly: "I believe Mr. Meng Zhao has this ability."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Bao Wenwen was worried. She still had a good impression of Ye Qiu and didn't want him to have an accident.

Ye Qiu and Meng Zhao stood on the ring, neither of them wore any armor.

Meng Zhao twisted his neck and grinned and said, "Is it scared to see if you dare not move? It's too late to regret it. It is enough to lose one hand."