Chapter 1538 I am not King Zhou

It is better to not meet than to see each other, and it is better to be ruthless than to be in love!

This is what Zhao Heng expected from himself and Miss Seven. He and Miss Zhou were in constant grudges. Miss Seven once wanted to destroy the engagement. Even though the peak battle left her and Zhou no longer retreat, and the bar waking up the sorrows allowed Zhao to see the tenderness of women, he still didn't want to get into trouble.

It is not a happy thing for Zhao Heng to say that a woman with a strong aura is about to marry Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng feels that Miss Seven has not yet reached the point of control. Letting her stay by her side will only cause hidden troubles. This is also the reason why Zhao Heng asks Mrs. Situ to terminate the engagement.

But she never expected that before Zhao Heng could wait for Mrs. Situ’s final reply, Zhou Qiqi had already appeared at the Tianya event. It didn’t matter whether she was chasing Ma Zong or coming for Zhao Heng. What’s important is that Miss Seven admitted in public that she was Zhao Heng’s seventh wife.

Her active weakness made Zhao Heng have no way out. No one wants to be a little wife, no one wants to be a mistress, and no one wants to be a little seventh. However, Zhou Qiqi put herself in the position of Madam Seven, and if Zhao Heng doesn't come out to block the attack, he is really awkward.

"Zhao Heng, are you a turtle with a head hunch?"

When Mrs. Lin was slightly confused about Zhao Heng having seven wives, Zhou Qiqi had already locked Zhao Heng at a glance and pointed her finger at him without hesitation: "You and I have a baby marriage in front of me, and then there is a bet on a battle. Then Mrs. Situ proves that I am your woman. Do you want to deny this?"

"You are worthy of your mother? Your wife? Your Liberty?"

While Zhao Heng and Nan chanting Buddha's name were stunned, Zhou Qiqi's poems came out sharply again: "If you don't deny it, why do you think your woman is bullied by a group of men? Is it true that Zhao's family has to rely on women to charge and men to enjoy the benefits?"

The audience's eyes were once again concentrated on Zhao Heng, but this time it was no longer surprised by his prominent identity, nor was it surprised by his relationship with Zhou Qiqi, but to see if he would stand up to shelter women from the wind and rain. Qiao Yuncai sighed to the sky: "Brother Heng, you should go out!"

Nan Chanting Buddha also smiled bitterly and patted Zhao Heng on the shoulder: "Yes, you have no way out. If you don't stand up, not only will your reputation be seriously damaged, but it makes people feel that you can't shelter women from the wind and rain, but even Zhao will become a topic of conversation for others after dinner."

"Even Mr. Zhao is embarrassing."

At this time, Ma Zongren also covered his face and frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the woman in front of him would be Zhao Heng's seventh wife. This can explain Zhao Heng's attack at the bar that day. Then he thought about what Zhou Qiqi's identity and origin would be. How could such a woman be a seventh wife?

The people of Ma Zong kept thinking about it, and at the same time they glanced around to find a way out. He was not afraid of Zhao Heng and the others who were reasonable and rules, but they were afraid that these people would suddenly go crazy and besiege more than 20 of them. Although King Zheng and a few bodyguards could fight, they could not resist the relentless pursuit of nearly a thousand people.

Moreover, there are more than a dozen companions with embroidered pillows to take care of. If the two sides really want to have a melee, they will definitely lose. So while he took out his cell phone and sent a message to the Hainan Taiwanese businessmen, he muttered to King Zheng in front of him that he must block Zhou Qiqi or Zhao Heng, at least he must persist until the rescue comes.

"This woman is so difficult!"

Zhao Heng rubbed his head and exhaled a long breath. He really regretted saving the tough woman in the bar. As Nan Chanting Buddha said, he had no way out now, and if he didn't go out and knocked down the gloomy gray man, the Zhao man would become a smile when he sat down and enjoyed his words, so he patted his clothes and walked over.

When Zhou Qiqi saw him coming, she smiled and opened her red lips and said a few words: "This is still a man! Ma Zongren drugged a mini-family woman in the bar. Now another group of people bullied me together. As Zhou Qiqi's man, you must destroy them all."

"Men do things, women shut up!"

Zhao Heng, who had been depressed, had a wicked smile on his face, and he reached out to squeeze Zhou Qiqi's pretty face and said, "Husband is out, why are you still whining like a little Qi? When is your turn to point fingers in your man's turn? Retreat to the back."

Zhao Heng's words shocked the audience in an instant. They had seen Zhou Qiqi's unparalleled toughness, but Zhao Heng taught her a lesson with such a masculinity. While lamenting the ever-stunning actions of this kid, Nan Chanting Buddha and they were also worried that Zhou Qiqi would knock Zhao Heng down too.

Unexpectedly, when everyone was uneasy, Zhou Qiqi just touched the corners of her mouth twice, then stepped back to Zhao Heng with a gentle face, and said with great tenderness: "It's Qiqi that is wrong. My husband taught her lesson that your husband must be careful when fighting, and Qiqi will cheer you up from behind."

When countless people showed their envy, Zhao Heng had goosebumps. This woman was not only tough and strong in character, but also terrifying in terms of methods and scheming. She turned herself into a virtuous woman who was strong and strong in the hall, but she was also absolutely obedient to her husband.

Qiao Yuncai sighed: "Brother Heng will be in trouble in the future."

"Private grudges, get out of the way!"

At this moment, Zhao Heng and the man in gray were only about two meters apart. Zhao Heng could already feel his powerful aura. He immediately drove away distracting thoughts from his mind and turned to the man in gray, who was less than 1.7 meters tall: "I only ask the people of Ma Zong to be fair and not to make things difficult for the rest."

When Ma Zongren heard this, his eyelids were twitching, worried that he would be fooled into a lonely family, so he stepped forward and pointed Zhao Heng and shouted: "Don't believe this kid. He is famously insidious and shameless. He wants to defeat us one by one. If we believe him, we can't go back to Taiwan."

Although there are examples of Mei Hanfeng being doomed, the prominent and sensitive identity of the Ma Zong people made him not afraid of Zhao Heng and the others: "Zhao Heng, we are not the corrupt bones of Mei Hanfeng and others. We have always been united in sharing life and death with each other. You don't have to imagine destroying our unity."

"King Zheng, stop him! If something happens, I will be responsible!"

The Ma Zongren once again stepped on Mei Hanfeng to show his arrogant background, which made Gao Weiwei and others, who were already in the midst of water and fire, even more angry. Only then did they know what ungrateful wolf is. If it weren't for Zhao Heng's advance, Gao Weiwei would have rushed forward long ago.

Zhao Heng looked at King Zheng: "You really want to block me?"

King Zheng curled his lips, extremely conceited, obviously not taking Zhao Heng seriously. Zhao Heng smiled and took a step forward. The world suddenly became full of murderous intent, and even the light at the door became pale and tragic, shining on Zhao Heng and Zheng Wang's pale faces, and also illuminating Zhou Qiqi's left hand playing with a stone.

Zhao Heng's body suddenly slid forward, and his fingers pierced the eyebrows and eyes of the man in gray.

When Zhao Heng pointed his finger forward and stabbed, King Zheng's man had already flipped backwards, and a kite turned over in the air, and it had already reached the light and shadow. It was invisible to see the shadow. This quick reaction and strong adaptability were the accumulation of the essence of his experience in martial arts and wisdom throughout his life.

Unfortunately, he was still a little slower. When his body leaped, Zhao Heng's speed suddenly surged. As soon as King Zheng's toes reached the beach, he saw a dazzling light flying like a stunning rainbow. Suddenly, it came to him. The cold light pierced him so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes.

When he could open his eyes, he could no longer see the light that had transformed. He only saw that Zhao Heng had approached him, bent his fingers and gently pointed towards his chest. The man in gray subconsciously crossed his hands, but only made a click, and then his whole body fell out.

"Bang!"

Until his body fell to the ground like a mass, he was still looking at his dislocated wrist and his painful chest, his eyes full of surprise and solemnity. Everyone narrowed their eyes, held their breath, and looked at Zheng Wang who was lying on the ground in surprise. Is this a master? Can this be a master?

They didn't see clearly how Zhao Heng took action and didn't know what injury Zheng Wang was injured. They just felt that this master who was carried out by the Ma clan was too fragile. Even if they couldn't defeat Zhao Heng, they should have fought for 300 rounds. Why did they fall down in a blink of an eye? What's the matter with the coaxing Zheng Wang?

The Ma Zongren looked at his bodyguard in disbelief. He knew what kind of strength Zheng Wang was and how glory he had, but why did he fall to the ground? He wanted to shout Zheng Wang to get up, but the latter directly shook his body and declared that he could not get up, and his ribs broke and pulled away his strength.

When the Ma Zongren and the others went to see Zhao Heng again, Zhao Heng had already left, with a calm expression as if he had not taken any action at all. Zhou Qiqi took out a tissue to wipe him. Her beautiful eyes were filled with glory and pride. Yanran smiled and said, "It seems that you have knocked him down with just one move."

"I am really a brave and talented man in my family."

Zhao Heng suppressed the blood rolling in his heart. He was already very injured in a battle with King Guang of Zhou. Even if he was recuperating in Hainan for half a month, he did not recover. In order to completely intimidate Ma Zong and others, Zhao Heng gathered 80% of his strength to fight with thunder, and knocked down King Zheng and others with one move to scare the whole audience.

He had a remarkable record, but his whole body was also in pain.

However, Zhao Heng did not let his injuries be known, so he still kept a light smile: "What a man has done has been done, and it is up to you to seek justice if you want to do the rest. I am tired and have to go back to rest. Don't disturb me casually if you have nothing to do."

Zhou Qiqi bowed slightly, and her smile should be as charming as she is:

"Xiao Qi understands."

Zhao Heng smiled faintly: "You want to be Daji, but I am not King Zhou!"

The next second, he turned around and left calmly.

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