Chapter 638, Showing Power: Ye Qiu VS Yan Qingfeng (Chinese)

pain!

The bones all over the body seemed to be dispersed, and the internal organs felt violently pulled out and quickly installed in.

Yan Qingfeng pressed his arm against something and touched it with his hands. It was soft and had a faint warmth.

"It's the human body."

Yan Qingfeng, who is proficient in ergonomics, immediately made an accurate judgment.

He knew that when he was punched by Ye Qiu from the boxing ring just now, the audience in front of him also suffered from the disaster. They could not dodge and were pressed under themselves.

"What a group of unlucky guys." Yan Qingfeng smiled bitterly.

I supported the ground with both hands and wanted to get up from the ground. But a fishy throat gushed out.

vomit!

He knew that vomiting blood would have a great impact on his body at this time, but he had no time to effectively prevent and control it. A mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the dark red marble floor red.

"Damn." Yan Qingfeng punched the ground.

What kind of kung fu was he used? Why was he beaten out without any warning?

Close his eyes and recalled the scene just now, but he was still puzzled.

At that time, it was when both of them had enough strength to prepare to fight to the death. Why did they get knocked away by him as soon as their fists came into contact?

If his strength is so different from that of him, Yan Qingfeng would not be willing to believe it at all.

Could it be that he has a new skill?

"This perverted guy." Yan Qingfeng couldn't help but curse fiercely again.

Anyone who knows that their opponents are increasing their speed so quickly will not feel good about it.

What's more, he always thought that Ye Qiu was simply his defeated man. However, he didn't have the right opportunity to knock him down openly.

The ending is the opposite. The sense of gap is very strong!

"A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. Your own destiny is not like this, and the fate of the Yan family should not be like this."

I'm not convinced!

boom!

With his hands on the ground, his body suddenly jumped up. As if the injuries on his body were healed automatically in an instant, Yan Qingfeng stood up again.

Crazy-

Thunderous cheers and applause rang out overwhelmingly, and the audience was moved by Yan Qingfeng's persistence.

They didn't know what had happened just now, but they thought that their fists were defeated by Yan Qingfeng and were knocked away by someone.

After suffering such a serious injury, he rolled from the audience to the audience. He originally thought he had finished playing. He didn't expect that he could stand up in such a short time.

"Come on, handsome guy. We support you."

"Handsome guy. I love you."

"Handsome guy, you're a good person.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

People admire the strong, but they also sympathize with the weak. Yan Qingfeng's failure aroused the mercy of many of his female fans, and they spoke out together to cheer him up.

In the past, Yan Qingfeng didn't take other women seriously except Jiang Yanzi, who had a special liking for her.

But today I don’t know what’s going on. He is particularly fragile and pretentious when he encountered the biggest setback in his life.

In his heart, he was actually moved by the call of those unknown women.

Wang Jianhan and the woman in white who had just arrived at the club's outfield just now faced the fierce shouts of the venue, and the two looked at each other.

"What happened? Why are everyone excited?" the woman in white said in surprise.

Before they could enter the venue, they heard shouts from the ground from afar

"It seems that the game has already achieved a result." Wang Jianhan listened carefully for a while and said guessing.

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But when thinking about the relationship between Wang Jianhan, Ye Qiu and Lin Canglan, this sentence was still in my heart.

After this battle, Yanjing's power structure will be reshuffled again.

At this time, you can't drag your father down.

"Impossible." Wang Jianhan said with certainty.

The woman in white was very confused about Wang Jianhan's affirmation. Perhaps there was still a little dissatisfied deep in her heart. She asked, "Why are you so sure?"

"Because he is my second brother. If that kid Yan Qingfeng dares to hurt my second brother, I will tear him apart." Wang Jianhan looked arrogant when he spoke.

The woman in white looked at Wang Jianhan’s serious side face and felt a little strange.

The two walked quickly to the underground world and pushed open the glass door.

The muffled airflow and noisy sound came over me, just a door, but it seemed like it was pushing open another world.

Wang Jianhan's eyes searched the crowd, and soon he found Ye Qiu who was ** in the boxing ring. Wang Jianhan felt relieved, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

Hao undoubtedly, the winner is his second brother.

The woman in white looked at the beautiful young man who was isolated from the audience, who didn't know what she was thinking, leaned gently towards Wang Jianhan, rubbing his shoulders slightly against his arm, and said softly: "Your confidence still makes sense. It seems that my second brother's kung fu is even better."

Wang Jianhan noticed the subtle change in her attitude towards him, and also heard that she deliberately removed the word "you" from "your second brother".

Instead of pretending to be reserved, he hugged the woman in white and said, "No one can make the second brother fail. I will not see anyone making the second brother fail."

The woman in white did not struggle, but nodded slightly.

Ye Qiu thought that as soon as his fourth level of energy came out, the king's domineering spirit was released, and he would become the hero of this boxing club tonight after he punched Yan Qingfeng.

Flowers, applause, cheers, and women's underwear flew towards them all.

But, he was disappointed.

Those women did not give these things to themselves, the winner, but to the loser Yan Qingfeng.

"Is it just because he is a handsome guy?" Ye Qiu thought angrily. "I am very handsome too."

Through this incident, Ye Qiu came to a conclusion: it is simply hopeless for women to become crazy about flowers.

The four-level power is indeed extremely powerful.

Ye Qiu enjoyed the feeling now. The feeling of power filled his whole body and every pore was filled with energy.

"He actually stood up. Very good." Ye Qiu lay beside the wooden stake in the corner, looking at Yan Qingfeng who was standing up again, with a charming smile on his lips.

The two people's eyes collided, and the air was once again densely packed with current.

"Come on. Come on."

I don’t know who organized it, but uniform slogans rang out in the venue.

Ye Qiu looked down at Yan Qingfeng from a high place, just as he looked down at himself before.

He stretched out his right hand and hooked his fingers at Yan Qingfeng.

provocative!

**Naked provocation!

Ye Qiu still hopes that Yan Qingfeng can continue to fight in his heart.

A long-awaited opponent fell down so easily, which made him feel empty and had nowhere to focus.

Looking at Ye Qiu's actions, Yan Qingfeng was completely angry.

This anger was not reflected in the face, but burned inside the body.

It rolls in like a stream of fire, and every move makes people feel painful.

The fists were pinched together tightly, and the nails seemed to be about to pierce into the flesh.

The corners of the mouth were bleeding, but the expression was quiet and peaceful.

"Grandpa and grandson are unfilial. This time, I'm afraid Qingfeng can't obey your instructions." Yan Qingfeng murmured to himself in the direction southeast.

As if he had made up some decision, Yan Qingfeng slowly took off his black suit jacket.

He unbuttoned the third button of the white shirt and reached out to stretch out an eagle-like chain.

With a hard pull, the chain was broken into two pieces with a "click".

The nails were tapped on the eagle's raised eyes three times, and then the eagle's beak automatically opened a tiny round hole.

Without any hesitation, Yan Qingfeng raised his head and pointed his eagle's beak at his mouth.

A drop of white liquid slid from the eagle's mouth and fell accurately into his throat.

Throwing the eagle away, Yan Qingfeng was waiting quietly, waiting for the effect of the medicine to be exerted. In other words, the effect of the medicine to be out of control.

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To be continued...