Could it be that he has practiced some hidden martial arts breath? It must be like this, otherwise how could an ordinary person beat Lu Shaohua?

Wei Qing didn't know that Chen Xingran had beaten Lu Shaohua before, but at this moment he learned from Lu Shaohua that Lu Shaohua, a warrior, was beaten like a pig's head by his boss.

Wei Qing turned his head in surprise and looked at him. He had never seen Chen Xingran take action, and he didn't even know that Chen Xingran was a warrior.

"Boss, are you a warrior?"

Chen Xingran nodded.

"Wei Qing, if you have not healed your injuries, you will suffer a loss when you hit them at the same time. You take a few steps back, and I will clean up these miscellaneous things."

Song Feihu and others were furious when they heard Chen Xingran call them Zamao.

"Boy, it seems that you really don't take our Shangwu Organization seriously! I'll meet you first!"

Song Feihu jumped in front of Chen Xingran in a blink of an eye.

He punched it, and his fist made a sound of breaking through the air.

The speed of this punch was as fast as lightning. Wei Qing, who was watching from the side, felt tight. This punch was too fast. Even if he took it, he thought that his body skills were fast enough, but he could not dodge and could only take it head-on.

But the next scene lit up Wei Qing's eyes.

Chen Xingran took a light step, his body was like goose feathers, and he actually avoided Song Feihu's lightning-like fast fist.

"I actually avoided it!" Song Feihu was also shocked, but it shocked him far more than that!

Song Feihu wanted to use a swing-fly kick, but as soon as his body turned around, Chen Xingran, who was originally hiding behind him, appeared in front of Song Feihu again.

"What kind of strange body technique is this?"

Chen Xingran swung his fist and rushed straight into Song Feihu's face with a simple move. Song Feihu covered his face and took several steps back.

"Mad! Compare with me, right?" Although Song Feihu was shocked by Chen Xingran's body movement, he felt that he had lost face in front of Lu Shaohua and Wu Jinggang. He roared violently and used ten percent of his skills directly.

Song Feihu's body was so fast that it had surpassed the speed that ordinary people could perceive with their naked eyes.

Chen Xingran stared at Song Feihu, and he snorted: "This is still like a little!"

However, Song Feihu had tried his best. He thought that the punch he had shot would definitely make Chen Xingran feel uncomfortable, however!

Although his full-strength attack hit Chen Xingran, Chen Xingran just took a step back slightly. He seemed to have no effort to take Song Feihu's full-strength attack.

"Ah! How is this possible!"

Wu Jinggang, who was watching from the side, frowned, and he shouted at Song Feihu: "Song Feihu, you are not his opponent! Go back!"

Song Feihu wanted to retreat now, but he couldn't help it. Chen Xingran hit the punch again, which seemed plain, but this punch was like a storm. Song Feihu was directly hit and flew out. If Wu Jinggang hadn't jumped up and forced to catch Song Feihu, Song Feihu might have been hit more than ten meters away.

After Song Feihu landed, his face looked ugly. He was Song Shaohua's senior brother. He was originally avenged Song Shaohua, but he did not avenge him and even lost his face.

Wu Jinggang saw Song Feihu with an angry look, and he said, "Feihu, you have too big gap with him. It's not embarrassing to lose to him."

Wu Jinggang looked at Lu Shaohua again, and he said angrily: "Shaohua, he is at least a peak acquired warrior, why are you messing with him?"

However, Wu Jinggang was very partial to Lu Shaohua. Although he was a little unhappy with Lu Shaohua's behavior of provoking Chen Xingran, his eyes finally fell on Chen Xingran: "Boy, even if my junior brother is wrong, he is also a disciple of Master Wu! You shouldn't have attacked my junior brother!"

"I'll do it. What can you do to me?" Chen Xingran snorted.
Chapter completed!