After Ning Beichen stopped caring, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became much better, and Fang Qing's interest in Ning Beichen also increased to one hundred percent.
The main reason was that she had never succeeded in dealing with Ning Beichen so many times, which made her feel very frustrated and at the same time she also had a strong sense of curiosity about Ning Beichen.
"The 13th Thai champion was defeated by Ning Beichen with just one punch. It was of no use at all. He was a waste. It's a shame he was bragging to me about how powerful he was. Ning Beichen was much more powerful than him.
, if Ning Beichen goes to Thailand, it is estimated that the 13-time champion will not get his turn at all."
Fang Qing puffed out her cheeks and muttered, very dissatisfied with that Taylor.
And Ning Beichen was really speechless. It wasn't that Taylor wasn't great, but that he and Taylor were not on the same level at all. If you compare a kindergarten kid with an adult like him, it would naturally be incomparable.
To be a bit arrogant, Ning Beichen, a 13-time champion, can beat a hundred people in one breath without taking a breath.
"Ning Beichen, are you that kind of super, super, super master?"
Fang Qing moved to Ning Beichen's side, looked at Ning Beichen like a girl obsessed with her, and asked in an adoring tone.
She has met many powerful men, but never one as powerful as Ning Beichen.
The car god was defeated by him, those little gangsters were also defeated by him, the karate master was defeated by him, and now even Thailand's 13th Muay Thai champion has been defeated by him.
Seeing how powerful Ning Beichen was, Fang Qing's mind suddenly became more active. In fact, you don't necessarily have to use fists to defeat a man. You can also use other methods.
For example...conquer him, let him kneel under your pomegranate skirt, or turn him into your licking dog, and then he will do whatever you don't want him to do.
"I'm not."
Ning Beichen replied.
"Ning Beichen, you are too humble. There are too few men as humble as you nowadays."
At this time, Fang Qing got closer to Ning Beichen. She was not good at fighting, but when it came to how to seduce a man, she was still very experienced.
How did Ning Beichen know what she was going to do?
Seeing people being so enthusiastic, it was hard for him to keep a cold face.
"You're flattering me. I'm just an ordinary person. I didn't study well when I was a child, so I learned to fight, so I'm better at fighting than ordinary people."
Ning Beichen was talking nonsense casually, but it couldn't be all nonsense. If he wanted to be more serious, he had indeed studied under his master since he was a child.
"No wonder you have such a strong figure."
Fang Qing once again approached Ning Beichen, and intentionally or unintentionally raised her skirt, revealing two long white legs wearing high heels.
However, what disappointed her was that Ning Beichen didn't even look at her, as if she was like air, which made Fang Qing feel very defeated.
However, she has a character that gets stronger with every setback. She did not give up just because she failed to seduce Ning Beichen this time, but instead aroused her competitive spirit even more.
She saw a drink on the table and immediately had an idea.
She pretended to pick up a drink on the table, then pretended to be unsteady, and suddenly rushed towards Ning Beichen with the drink in hand.
But the scene she had envisioned did not happen. When she pretended to slip and fall, Ning Beichen, with quick hands and quick eyes, stabilized her with one hand "very gentlemanly".
And the drink cup that rushed toward him flew into the air with a flick of Ning Beichen's finger. The drink cup spun around in Ning Beichen's hands without leaking, not even a drop of drink fell out.
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"Be careful."
Ning Beichen gently pushed Fang Qing's shoulder with the back of his hand, and Fang Qing stood firmly on the spot. Even if she wanted to fall down on purpose, there was no chance, so she stomped on the ground in anger.
Then she used several other tricks, such as deliberately leaning down in front of Ning Beichen and exposing herself, or deliberately rubbing against his body, but none of them were effective.
"Are you really a man? I've already taken the initiative like this, and you won't take any action."
Fang Qing cursed Ning Beichen in her heart as a piece of wood.
But her behavior could not be hidden from Liu Yilin, which made Liu Yilin's face look a little ugly. She hurriedly dragged her to her side and asked her to sit next to him.
When Ning Beichen went to the bathroom, Fang Qing immediately whispered to Liu Yilin.
"Fupo Liu, I have thought of another way to deal with Ning Beichen."
"Fang Qing, you are crazy. I beg you not to do this again. You can't beat Ning Beichen."
Liu Yilin was so frightened that she quickly grabbed her arm and said.
"No, no, no, I won't find anyone to deal with him this time."
Just as Liu Yilin felt relieved, she heard Liu Yilin whisper in her ear.
"Fu Po Liu, this time I am going to sacrifice myself to play in person. Aren't you very touched!"
When Liu Yilin heard her words, she was stunned for three seconds, and then she wanted to punch her.
I'm still very moved, I'm so moved!
Although Fang Qing is her best friend, when she heard that she wanted to seduce Ning Beichen, she didn't know why. Liu Yilin felt uncomfortable in her heart.
"no!"
Liu Yilin blurted out without even thinking.
However, Fang Qing didn't listen to her at all and had already thought up countless ways to seduce Ning Beichen in her mind, making Liu Yilin look on anxiously and angry.
"Why not, Mrs. Liu, are you afraid that I will suffer a loss?"
"Don't worry, it won't happen. What's more, the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, they are aboveboard, and they are not doing bad things. Moreover, this Ning Beichen is also very good, and he can also kung fu. Look at those tight muscles on his body..."
When Liu Yilin saw her best friend drooling, she was immediately speechless, but she had no reason to stop her, she could only do it in a hurry.
This time.
Ning Beichen had just finished urinating and was washing his hands. Next door, there was also a man with a white cloth hidden on his head washing his hands. It looked like he was an Indian.
"Hello."
This man who looked like India smiled at Ning Beichen and said a curry-flavored greeting.
"Hello."
Ning Beichen responded to him politely.
However, at this moment, I saw this Indian man punch Ning Beichen.
Ning Beichen's hands were still in the wash basin. Who would have expected that this suspiciously Indian Asan would suddenly attack him, and do so with a smile and a friendly greeting.
But Ning Beichen was Ning Beichen, and he immediately raised his elbow to block the attack of this suspected Indian Asan.
But this Indian Asan's arm was twisted like gluten, and he was able to bend it halfway. His fist passed Ning Beichen's elbow and punched Ning Beichen on the left side of his chest.