[Volume 1] Section 431: Biaoche 7

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Looking at these members who clamored for group battles one by one, Du Bian couldn't bear it, after all, knowing that it has no effect. Let these younger brothers be involved in the struggle, but it is just beaten. Moreover

Choose group battles and lose 100 %. However, in turn, if you choose to go out, at least half of his victory and defeat! Although it is a bit shameful, as long as Chen Ming is defeated, then this face can be saved.

"I choose to be single!"

Du Bian stood up, shaking his head and moved his neck and arms, walking towards the dance floor step by step. The bad people who were still dancing just now spread out automatically, and gave this huge dance floor to

Let it open.

"Giggle ~ Just! The last single showdown has not yet split the victory or defeat." Chen Ming pinched his fist straight, and after the tie on his hand, he also walked in the middle of the dance floor.

Then, then

For a moment, in the large dance floor, except four oil barrels burning wood; only Chen Ming and Du Bian, who were left, and the surroundings were excited and excited.

Keep cheering for your boss!

"Come on! Don't waste the audience's time." Chen Ming looked at Du Bian, a cold smile. Compared with the first embarrassment, he was more calm this time.

The last time he was single with Du Bian, he was first made by him with the momentum of a large group of car drag races. Then, he was inadequate to this guy's intelligence and lost a lot of losses; however, after a match,

Chen Ming already knows that this guy's fist is very heavy. As long as you should deal with it carefully, it should not be difficult to defeat him.

"Bastard, this sentence is what I want to say, don't grab my lines!"

Du Bian scolded, and he moved at his feet. With the power of running, he came towards the opposite Chen Mingchong. At the same time, his heavy punch came over according to each other's face door.

Chen Ming knows that this guy's fist is heavy, and the power of running help, I am afraid that it will be stronger. The fist will be hit on the face, and the end of the field is definitely broken.

I will also cover my nose, hum and fall down.

Thinking of this, Chen Ming hurried his left hand to get out of his hand, grabbing Du Bian's wrist. At the same time, with his strength, leaking towards the left; let his goal be empty. Then, with his own inertia, then, plus the inertia, plus then

The power of Chen Ming's pull. Pulling this guy to his own body. At the same time, a knee elbow top!
Chapter completed!