"Okay, I, Sang Jiujing, you are a man. Since you said that, I'm not polite."

Sang Jiu was worried that Liao Wenjie would make a comeback, and Tian Weiqiang was anxious, so he stepped over several times and raised his legs and used the first move.

Flirt with your vagina!

The fatal killing of the chicken is not hesitant, which shows its cruelty and cruelty.

Liao Wenjie had observed Sang Jiu and Awei's fist skills before, and it was one level worse than the Muay Thai man that night. Even Muay Thai man could not break his iron shirt, so it was even more impossible for these two people to do.

So, when Sang Jiu made a move, he didn't care much.

Knowing that Sang Jiu's shoulders and waist and hips were swaying incorrectly, he quickly retreated with a dark face and almost avoided the kick.

It's quite embarrassing to fail to show off.

Fortunately, there is no big problem. He has always been eloquent and can still make things happen.

"Hey, I agreed to only be beaten and not fight back within three moves. Why did you avoid it?"

Sang Jiu was in power and was unforgivable: "As you, you dare to brag about never lie, I...he~~tui!"

"I didn't brag, and I wouldn't fight back if I didn't fight back, but..."

Liao Wenjie's face froze: "We are the most important martial arts practitioners, but this is not your capital to be a hooligan. If your three tricks are all despicable, then I don't need to let you go."

"snort!"

Sang Jiu hummed unconvincedly, and opened his mouth to see the enemy. Suddenly, Tian Weiqiang's scolding came from his ears.

"Ajiu, what else do you want to do? Hit him three times, Awei can't hold on."

On the wooden ladder leading to the second floor, Wu Luoxi and Morris pressed Awei and beaten him up. Tian Weiqiang sent all the remaining brothers around him to sect, and then he barely stabilized the one-sided situation.

But even so, Awei was beaten to the point of being injured, and his fists and feet were gone at the beginning of his fierceness.

Tian Weiqiang was very uneasy because he had no younger brother to protect the gun hole.

"Eat me a kick!"

Sang Jiuda shouted, stepped on the ground with his feet steadily, and attacked fiercely, as if he was hitting a sandbag hard in the chest.

Liao Wenjie groaned, and his body stepped back three steps involuntarily. His eyes flashed with panic, and the veins on his neck were clearly visible in an instant.

"Hehe, I thought it was so amazing. It turned out to be a good guy."

Seeing Liao Wenjie's chin trembling slightly, Sang Jiu knew that he was forcibly enduring. While hitting him with one punch, he shouted: "Stand up and don't move. You martial artists must remember martial ethics. This is the second punch."

Bang!!

Liao Wenjie stepped back repeatedly and sat on the sofa in the elegant seat, his whole face turned red.

"Ajie, are you okay?"

"Haitty, can you do it? If not, let us two brothers come on."

"No, it's not intrusive..."

Liao Wenjie held his breath and stood up and walked forward with difficulty: "I will fight back after the last move."

"Hmph, the last move will kill you!"

Sang Jiu's eyes were crazy, and he finished two tests, and he used all his strength to his last blow.

He accelerated and ran quickly on the spot. After two steps, he gathered his strength at his waist. He flew horizontally, his feet together like a big gun, and kicked Liao Wenjie in the chest.

"I knew you couldn't help it."

Liao Wenjie's face relaxed, his waist was not sore, his legs were not painful, and his face was no longer red. He took a step right to avoid the flying kick of Sang Jiu.

The nine people in the air were in the air, and then they realized that they had been cheated, and Wude and other things were bullshit.

Bang!

Others fell to the ground, and a carp hits...

Liao Wenjie quickly stepped forward, and the iron sand palm was used to exercise strength. Regardless of the combination of hardness and softness, he slapped Sang Jiu on the face and directly beat the carp and slapped it into a splash of water.

Sang Jiu's nose bleed blood, tears flowed down uncontrollably, his eyes blurred, and he rolled on the ground with his face covering his face.

Liao Wenjie picked up the wooden bench next to him and pointed his forehead.

Why not use iron sand palm?

The slap was eager to achieve success just now, but as a result, he used too much force and returned 30% of his strength, which hurt his wrist.

After swinging several stools, Liao Wenjie felt that he was not able to fold the stool. He looked at the three people who were stunned by Manager Gao and said speechlessly: "Why are you doing while standing there? Come and help!"

"Ah? Ah! Ah——"

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and directly lifted the coffee table and pressed on Sang Jiu.

Li Xiao and San Li punched and kicked Sang Jiu. Seeing that nothing happened to him, Manager Gao simply sat cross-legged on the coffee table and suppressed Sang Jiu's strong counterattack with his own strength.

Still moving!

"Bastard, you went back on your word and agreed not to fight back after three moves."

Sang Jiu couldn't push the coffee table on his body, and could only protect his head with both hands to block the fists and feet that made Li Xiao and San Li painful and full of hatred.

"Don't be stupid. We martial arts practitioners talk about martial ethics, but we have to divide the target."

Liao Wenjie shook his head slightly and said disdainfully: "Everyone can kill you villain, so what qualifications do you have to let me teach you martial ethics?"

Seeing that Sang Jiu was beaten and screaming, Liao Wenjie breathed a little relieved. To be fair, he could not beat Sang Jiu without being smart, and Sang Jiu could not beat him, and no one could do anything to anyone.

Five-five opening!

But this kind of playing style is OK once or twice, too... he is afraid of having some strange habits.

Because it is really comfortable when you are beaten, it is like using external forces to practice an iron cloth shirt. The more fierce the others beat, the stronger their ability to resist hits.

This way of practicing is not only ashamed to speak, but also too strange, and it sounds even less reliable than practicing mindfulness in dreams. Liao Wenjie decided to use it less. In the future, he would never be beaten if he really couldn't beat him.

"Mr. Tian, ​​you are the only one left. Do you want to show me? Seeing that you are a gentleman, I will give you three tricks."

Liao Wenjie rubbed his wrists, leaned over and picked up the negatives on the ground, and looked up at the light source while speaking.

"Ajie, you are right. It's better to struggle to die than to sit and wait for death."

Tian Weiqiang sweated on his forehead, pursed his lips and said, "I, Tian Weiqiang, swear by my life, as long as you destroy the negative, I will give you 30 million!"

"Mr. Tian, ​​the person was caught and the stolen. Let's go back to the police station with us."

Wu Luoxi and Morris settled Awei and the rest of his brothers, walked up to the second floor with injuries, and easily forced Tian Wei to be uniform.

"The stolen people were captured together, but it was so funny that people were killed. Where did the stolen people get? "

Tian Weiqiang's hands were buckled, his greasy face was pressed against the wall, and he burst into laughter: "Ajie, this time I'm serious. As long as you destroy the negative, 30 million yuan a piece of money. Moreover, from now on, you will be a guest of my Tian Group, money and women, I will give you whatever you want."

“…” xN

Upon hearing this, not only Manager Gao and the other three swallowed their saliva, but even Wu Luoxi and Morris changed their faces. The first three were moved, but the latter two were really afraid that Liao Wenjie could not help but temptation and destroyed the negative film on the spot.

Thirty million is enough to change a person's mind.

"Money and women, plus the customer of Tian Group, your career and love will be complete in an instant..."

Liao Wenjie sighed: "For a poor and careless young man like me, Mr. Tian's temptation is simply unavoidable. It's a pity that there is a god who raises his head three feet. Your money is too hot, and I'm afraid that I can't sleep well after taking it."

"Ajie, are you crazy? Thirty million is not enough. I will add another 20 million, a total of 50 million!"

Tian Weiqiang struggled desperately and added another 20 million to Liao Wenjie.

"Two police officers, can you shut up? If you add it, I'll be obeyed."
Chapter completed!