Chen Ming immediately rolled on the spot and immediately pasted it, fist on the left, and a punch on the right, and the tyrant fell back again and again. The audience surrounding the surrounding audiences boiled again.

It is to let the surrounding audiences open their horizons and guess this life, and I have no chance to see it.

Chen Ming's fist quickly avoided it. After practicing Wing Chun, he could reach six punch.

When the eighth fist was put on. This cricket held his fist, and his backhand was a fist, hitting Chen Ming's head.

The fist of the tyrant immediately hit Chen Ming's head and mixed, and the whole brain was blank. He knew that he must have just hit his brain just now, and there was a short shock.

"Roar!" The tyrant roared back, and at this moment he counterattacked back. He punch a fist, right punch, hit Chen Ming's head. The latter couldn't resist, his hands guarded his head, and the opponent was again.

The defeat of the throne.

"What's the matter with the boss? Besides!" Looking at Chen Ming's passive beating, there was no way to return it. All the others yelled.

"His head was hit. In boxing, the consequences caused by this one. The tyrant's fist was so heavy. He didn't faint on the spot, even if it was good!" Du Bian looked carefully on the side.

Chen Ming's distress came.

"Roar ~" The tyrant was like a gorilla at this moment, punching punching on Chen Ming after punching. Finally, he pulled his clothes and kicked it on Chen Ming's belly. The latter suddenly suddenly.

Like a ball, it has been far away on the ground; if it was not stopped by the rope, it would have been pushed.

"Is it!"

A broom threw away the smoke that had just lit in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Boss! Stand up? ***, what are you lying down?

"Tyrant! Tyrant tyrant!"

At this moment, the tyrants on the court raised their hands high, like a king who was high, enjoying the cheers of the audience around. The whole person can say that the spring breeze is proud and mighty.

"Keke ~"

Then, in the exclaiming sound of everyone, Chen Ming, who was mud, slowly got up from the ground. A bite of blood spit out, the whole person suddenly accelerated, and quickly facing the tyrant over there.

, Rushed to the past crazy. Jump up, kick in the air, kick towards him.

However, because my head was just a moment, I was a little confused. The movement was slow! The tyrant stepped forward, fist suddenly, and hit Chen Ming's head again; immediately, when he fists, Chen Ming was again being named again.

Hit the ground and can't move.

"Roar! What is the boss of the second largest faction of Zhenhua University, but so!" The tyrant shouted madly, the cheers around, even more crazy. At this moment, everyone was shouting the name of this guy.

"Get up! Get up, boss. Get up!" Fat Pig King and others jumped in anxiety, if it wasn't for this being a single PK; they rushed up early, and unloaded the arrogant tyrant.

Then, then

Sure enough, Chen Ming, who was Xiaoqiang's life, did not fall; one time, he got up a little bit from the ground; looking at the abominable guy, he fell down and stood up again.

It was stunned in his right hand, and he hit Chen Ming's head who had just got up.
Chapter completed!