Chapter 100 Lei Qing fights with Xianyu Bao

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Lei Qing was speechless and suddenly became miserable. The corners of his mouth twitched and whispered: "Auntie, calm down. You are a lady from a wealthy family, be more reserved. Can you stop making trouble?"

"Hey, what do you mean by Lei Qing? With my kindness, I'm making trouble for you, right?" Li Baobao's pretty eyes were obviously angry with the laughter of the soldiers and generals: "I know that you ran to the Iron Cavalry Group for refuge because of a crime. You don't want to leave a domineering impression when you first arrived, but you don't need to tolerate this level, right? Your opponent is incompetent and instructs a group of soldiers to bully you. Anyway, I don't agree. Take off your clothes and let them see your glory. Don't think that it's great if you have a few small scars."

Li Baobao feels very righteous. Although there are many conflicts with Lei Qing, it belongs to the conflict within the people. Now that foreign enemies are bullying, they naturally have to be united in the outside world.

"Not very good, right?" Lei Qing's face became bitter.

"If I ask you to take it off, you will take it off. What are you, a big man, doing like a mother-in-law?" Li Baobao was so angry that he said in anger: "If you don't take it off, I will help you take it off. Anyway, I have seen it more than once or twice." After that, he reached out and pulled the thunder green cloak.

The two leaders of the Kuangdao Xiahou Huan and the Xiao Gun Saint Qin Wei who were watching the show were looking at each other. Although they had long seen that they did not seem to be so simple in the relationship between the kidnappers and the kidnapped, they had developed to that point, which was really beyond their expectations.

It would be okay if this matter was handled well, but if it was not handled well, it would probably bring great trouble to the Iron Cavalry Group. However, the military advisor Mr. Gongsun's eyes lit up and he pulled Xiahou Huan and Qin Wei and whispered.

"Okay, okay, don't pull it." Lei Qing hurriedly patted her hair away: "I'd better take it off myself. There are so many people, please be more reserved and maintain your reputation."

Sure enough, countless people showed tacit and admiration to her. Li Baobao was just bullied because of Lei Qing and was so excited. He immediately blushed and said hurriedly: "Forget it, you'd better stop taking it off."

"Uh, if you ask me to take it off, you can take it off? If you ask me not to take it off, why do you think I am?" Lei Qing pulled the cloak and threw it on Li Baobao's hand. He turned to stare at the fierce and red sarcastic men. After three or five strokes, he took off his outer cloak and inner armor. He showed a little bronze color, with extremely strong muscles and a streamlined shape and almost perfect figure.

But what is shocking is that the hideous scars on his body show his bloody battles again and again. Many scars are fatal. If they are not properly handled, they will go to see the King of Hell. Everyone is an expert. When they look at the scars, they know that Lei Qing has experienced many deaths. It can be said that he is completely a person who struggles to get up from the brink of death.

Those elite soldiers who had previously mocked Lei Qing as a cream-like boy, suddenly their momentum was absent. In addition to being frightened, their steps became a little soft.

At this time, he did not look like a half-hearted and humble young man. His eyes were arrogant and cold, and he glanced at the group of fierce soldiers with contempt. His aura as a silver-level powerful man showed his full power, and he condensed a sense of evil spirit and pressed them down.

Lei Qing's family has been in the army for generations, and has been generals for generations. He has been influenced by the military affairs since he was a child and is very clear about it. Some soldiers, the stronger they are, the more arrogant they are. They want to subdue them and make them respect you and fear you. They have no effect on their moral articles, but will only make them laugh.

The only thing that can be done is to use fists and strength to crush all the thorns. Just now, Lei Qing did not want to show his sharpness because he was just now.

But he almost forgot that although the Iron Cavalry is an organization, it is more of an army. If you want to stand out in the army, have a foothold, and be ridiculed by nepotism, you can only show your strength unscrupulously.

They are braver, they are braver, they are braver.

"You." Lei Qing stretched out a finger, pointed at their noses, and shook his finger coldly: "No, don't believe it, come and try it."

"Roar~"

As the elite group of black iron-level elites, they are respected wherever they go. They have their own pride and dignity. Even if this person has a high status and a strong status, they cannot easily insult their courage.

Two strong men roared and rushed forward, with a strong momentum, as if they had the will to kill. Lei Qing did not dodge or dodge. The thick thunder fighting spirit in his body burned, forming a qi to protect his body, and the muscles seemed to be burst. Every piece and every trace of muscle seemed to contain destructive power.

Bang! The fist hit his shoulder, and Lei Qing just shook his upper body slightly. He turned to grin, grabbed a strong man's arm and shoulder, and directly raised the cauldron with a move, lifted him up, and threw him out with a hundred,60 or seventy kilograms.

Another momentum suddenly fell, but he saw a whip leg sweeping in his chest. He had only time to hold his hands together, but he could not resist the powerful and rapid impact, which made him arch into a shrimp, flying three feet in the air before falling to the ground.

"You guys, no." Lei Qing continued to sway his index finger and coldly provoked: "It's better to go home earlier to ask for milk to drink from my mother.

"Aoao." Although the other bare-handed men were shocked by Lei Qing's power and domineeringness, they could not bear the provocation in front of them. They roared and rushed forward.

In the army, fighting is a common thing, and this is a way to maintain your courage. Of course, you can only use fists, not knives.

This conflict immediately made the onlookers cheer. Some helped Lei Qing and some helped them. Obviously, Lei Qing had won the recognition and respect of some people with his strength and courage.

"克克克克~" Lei Qing did not use his excellent body skills, but burned the fighting energy to fill his muscles and swelled up the silence of energy. With his own defense, he resisted the hard-hitting attack without any fancy, and fisted to the flesh. When his shoulders hit, he would knock someone away like an elephant.

In just a few breaths, he was hit by three or four punches, seven or eight kicks. However, he had already fallen to the ground with seven or eight opponents. Although he could still struggle to get up, even if he rushed up, he would still be asking for trouble. For a moment, he felt a little guilty. Although there were more than 90 people who did not participate, they were not ashamed of fighting one person. It was not embarrassing to see so many people watching?

"Ahem, Brother Lei is indeed a good method." Xian Yubao originally wanted to watch the show, to see how the young man from the aristocratic family, how the young man in Lei Qing responded to his subordinates' provocation. He was very happy at first, but unexpectedly, the result was that he was still the one who was in a mess. At this time, he had to go up to smooth things over, and said with a blushing face: "It's because I'm not strict in controlling my subordinates, so please forgive me for your crimes, Brother Lei."

"Xianyubao." At this moment, Lei Qing also put aside his restrained aura, but showed his wild nature. He glanced at him and said disdainfully: "I originally respected you as a character, but I didn't expect it to be such a person who was not caring. Your subordinates, because they respect you and love you, help you stand up. As a result, you apologize to the enemy. If it is a man, come and win for your subordinates, and then talk. Smile and play the smoothing game and count it as a ball? Do you think you are smoothing the game, and I won't compete with you for the team leader position?"

Lei Qing knew very well that there were too many wise men who were twisting around in the army that would never be popular in the army. They could fight and resist, and they could rush to bother with each other, talk about bravery, loyalty, and bloodyness to have prestige.

His loud shouting made the audience around him greatly change his impression of him. I thought to myself that this boy named Lei could not tell that he was such a domineering and heroic, bloody and brave man.

On the other hand, Xian Yubao, whose faces were red when others scolded him, seemed to be wrong.

"Okay, okay." Xian Yubao was also irritated, and his eyes were staring at Lei Qing like fire: "If you want to fight, I will fight with you. Are horses or infantry fighting? Are real swords and guns or play games? If you hurt you later, don't complain."

"Haha, rampant." Lei Qing laughed and said, "Men are still playing fake swords and guns? Do you play house? Horses and infantry battles, and you will listen to the emperor. Let's make a bet, and I will give you three moves later. If you can beat me, I will recognize you as your elder brother from now on, and I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Okay, then we'll fight the horse." Xian Yubao's surface was rough, but in fact he was also a delicate person. He didn't give in to three moves and shouted directly: "Come, take my beloved horse, carry my weapon." Moreover, this guy claims that his ancestors were from the grasslands and grew up on horseback since he was a child.

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