"Da Kun, just believe me once. When have I done something I'm sorry for you over the years? Why do you always doubt me?" Hearing that her husband was going to deal with Song Paiyu, Wang Qing struggled to get up from the ground and begged the bald middle-aged man loudly and said.

The bald middle-aged man hesitated for a moment when he heard this, but when his eyes swept over Song Paoyu's handsome face, they were really nothing, so why bother to be guilty?"

"Alin, Anan. Please invite him to the car for me, and we will go back and entertain Yu well." The bald middle-aged man smiled with a ferocious look. He looked at Song Yu with malicious intentions and asked his two security guards to tell him.

Song Paiyu frowned when he heard this. He had never seen a top-notch man like a bald middle-aged man. He didn't know what Wang Qingbo had liked this man, so he cruelly left his biological daughter and married such a man without hesitation.

"It's enough to be a human being to your level. Since this is your housework, I won't get involved. If you couple think that playing like this is very romantic, you can just play slowly, and I won't be with you!" Song Paoyu glanced at Wang Qingxia calmly, turned around and left.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment when he saw this. Then he took two steps forward, reached out and grabbed Song Yu's shoulder, and shouted: Boy, do you want to leave? Have you ever asked me for your opinion?"

"Don't just stretch out your dog's paws at me, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!" Song Paiyu moved his footsteps, avoiding the bald middle-aged man's grab, and glared at the middle-aged man with a sharp look, and scolded coldly. Song Paiyu lacked any favors for bald middle-aged man, and his natural and rude attitude.

"Boy, I can't tell you. You are quite arrogant. No wonder you dare to make an idea of ​​a woman. Today I will leave you here. I see what else can you do!" The bald middle-aged man sneered when he heard this. He patted Song Yu on the shoulder again.

The bald middle-aged man is similar to Song Paiyu, but his waist is as big as Song Paiyu, and two rounds. When someone stands, Song Paiyu is easily divided into a weak category.

Seeing her husband moving towards Song Paiyu in person, and Song Paiyu dared to provoke her husband repeatedly, the middle-aged beautiful woman was very anxious. Others didn't know her husband's strength, but she herself could not know it anymore. Because of her family background, her husband not only had a deep martial arts foundation, but also won the Sanda champion in the city's martial arts.

Although the middle-aged beautiful woman was worried about Song Paiyu's safety, she was afraid of arousing her husband's anger but did not dare to speak to remind Song Paiyu for half a sentence.

"What are you?" Seeing that he warned Bald Middle Age, Bald Middle Age was still trying to deal with him unyieldingly, Song Paoyu's face darkened and he slapped him hard at Bald Middle Age.

With a crisp sound, the bald middle-aged man's huge body immediately flew up and smashed him into the crowd from afar.

The people around him who were watching the fun screamed and quickly made a space free, allowing the bald middle-aged man to fall to the ground. The eyes of Song Paiyu were a little more surprised and disbelief. Did the powerful slap just now really come from the weak young man in front of him?

The middle-aged beautiful woman also widened her eyes in shock. She glanced at Song Paiyu, who was standing erect in place without any trouble. She looked at her husband who had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. Her eyes were full of doubt. Her husband would actually be slapped away by Song Paiyu. She wasn't dreaming. In my memory, only her husband slapped away by others. No one could beat her husband before?

The bald middle-aged man was obviously stunned by Song Paoyu's slap. After falling to the ground, he couldn't get up for a long time. It was not until he felt a salty smell in his mouth that he realized that he had been slapped in the face. And he was slapped in public. The bald middle-aged man was so angry that he jumped up from the spot.

"Boy, you have to be resentful of others!" The bald middle-aged man looked at Song Payu with his eyes ignited. After saying this, he pinched his fists. The skulls of his hands creaked and the biceps on his arms were also beating.

Seeing the middle-aged man angry, the onlookers couldn't help but retreat two meters away again. After seeing Song Paiyu's violence, these onlookers were worried about being affected by the fish.

When the middle-aged beautiful woman heard her husband's words, her face suddenly changed and she shouted: "Da Kun, you can't kill people. This young man is innocent. Just let him go once." The address of this site's killing has been changed to: Foot Link Ao Peng, please log in to Yuandu.

"Bitch. I'll deal with you well when I go back. Shut up now!" The bald middle-aged man became even more angry when he heard the middle-aged beautiful woman's words. He turned around and shouted at the middle-aged beautiful woman with a fierce look, and then walked towards Song Paiyu step by step.

The middle-aged beautiful woman turned pale when she heard this, and she looked at her husband in horror, and then her worried eyes fell on Song Paiyu again, feeling a little guilty. If she hadn't talked too much with this young man today, how could he have encountered this sudden disaster?

"I hope he can escape the disaster." The middle-aged beautiful woman secretly prayed for Song Xiangyu in her heart. The young man in front of her was completely innocent, and she was the one who had touched the other party.

Seeing that the bald middle-aged man was calm and his body revealed a kind of evil spirit, Song Paiyu's eyes lit up and his face became solemn. If the bald middle-aged man was an ordinary person, Song Paiyu just wanted to give him the other person.

Lu Sheng's unforgettable Jiao Tun was taken over. Since the other party had killed someone, Song Paiyu naturally said, "You are polite to Xiuding Middle-aged."

When the middle-aged man walked to Song Paiyu, he suddenly shouted loudly, and his fists hit Song Paiyu's chest and abdomen.

The bald middle-aged fists mixed with the whistling wind, and quickly rushed towards Song Paiyu's body, but Song Paiyu seemed to be frightened by the two big fists of the bald middle-aged middle-aged fists, standing there without any reaction.

People around, including middle-aged beautiful women, saw Song Paiyu standing there motionlessly allowing the bald middle-aged middle-aged punches to fall on his chest and abdomen. Many people couldn't bear to close their eyes. Some timids couldn't help but exclaim. They could almost imagine Song Paiyu's sudden death under the bald middle-aged boxing.

"I told you not to provoke me." Song Paiyu shouted coldly, and his chest and abdomen were retracted and released. Not only did he cleverly resolve the fist movements of the bald middle-aged man, but he also suddenly used his true energy and belly, making his belly hard as iron.

"Crack, crack!" Several crisp sounds sounded in the crowd, followed by the middle-aged cry of pain in the crowd.

Everyone looked in horror. But they saw that the arrogant and arrogant man had just been drooping. His hands were drooping weakly. His fists were covered with blood, and his forehead was covered with sweat as big as soybeans. As for the young man who was supposed to die suddenly, he stood there motionlessly, and looked at the bald middle-aged man with a sarcastic face.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged beautiful woman stared at Song Paiyu in confusion, feeling very puzzled, and this question was almost the question that all the onlookers wanted to ask.

The bald middle-aged man's heart was like a storm. At this moment, he finally knew that he had hit the iron plate. The young man in front of him was obviously a trainer, and his kung fu was much higher than him. He didn't know how wonderful the skill of resolving his fist strength was just now. He would never be able to do this.

Boy, I admit that you are very strong, but do you think force can solve everything? The bald middle-aged man looked at Song Paiyu with a serious expression, as if he wanted to see the depth of Song Paiyu. Unfortunately, he failed.

"Weapon cannot solve everything, but it is enough to solve you!" Song Paiyu sneered and took two steps forward. Before the middle-aged man had time to react, he roared and slapped his hand on the bald middle-aged man's face, making the people around him stammer.

"The Dongqing people are so violent nowadays. They slapped people in the face at any time!"

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. People are following the same thing. Didn't you see that bald man likes to slap people in the face? The young man is giving bald man a slap to let him know what it feels like to be slapped in the face."

"I really can't behave like a person. The young man looks so polite and weak, but he is not vague when he fights. He is as big as a bald man, and he has a body full of flesh. His feelings are silver-like wax gun tips, which are not useful."

The bald middle-aged man was dizzy when Song Paoyu slapped him. The discussions of the people around him were even more intensely drilling into his ears. He only felt his old face burning and wanted to find a hole to drill in immediately.

He once thought he was the most arrogant and unreasonable person in the world, but the young man in front of him was obviously even more arrogant and unreasonable. People have explained that he wanted to use force to deal with himself. When he met such a direct and unreasonable person, the bald middle-aged man found that his intimidation was completely useless.

The middle-aged beautiful woman and the bald middle-aged security guards were completely stunned when they saw this. The scene in front of them was really incredible. If the beatings and beatings were replaced, they would think everything would be taken for granted. But now the young man is hitting people, which becomes weird and incomprehensible.

The two security guards looked at me and I looked at you, but neither of them dared to help because they knew very well that they were just decorations. When it comes to real kung fu, they might not be able to beat their boss together.

Song Paoyu slapped the bald middle-aged man without slapping. The force was just right, which would make the bald middle-aged man feel pain, but not fatal. While slapped the bald middle-aged man, he slowly sent a mutated true energy into the body of the bald middle-aged man, waiting for the mutated true energy to explode after today, the middle-aged man would die suddenly.

"Stop hitting. I beg you not to hit. I can't help but I'm convinced. I believe you have nothing to do with my wife. Please, don't hit you anymore.

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