Relying on his learning for two days, this kid is not so easy to admit defeat, he directly swung his fist on Zhuo Yifan's face. [ #_ ]
Zhuo Yifan knocked out his two teeth, and of course he also wanted to knock out Zhuo Yifan's two teeth to regain the scene.
But are Zhuo Yifan's teeth so easy to beat?
The next moment, Li Mingjun felt his wrist tightening, and Zhuo Yifan grabbed his right wrist by swinging it. Li Mingjun was shocked and immediately broke free, but he found that Zhuo Yifan's hand was like a pliers.
There is no sign of looseness.
Zhuo Yifan sneered and punched Li Mingjun's lower abdomen with another fist.
Li Mingjun felt that his intestines were almost broken, and his internal organs were churning. He covered his lower abdomen with his other hand and squatted down halfway. However, Zhuo Yifan was still firmly grasping his right hand in his hand.
Zhuo Yifan kicked Li Mingjun on the chin. Li Mingjun fell on the floor with a backflip, covering his stomach and rolling around.
Li Mingjun didn't expect that Zhuo Yifan would be so powerful. His whole body of kung fu would have no place to use his skills. But... can the practice be called kung fu? Zhuo Yifan is from an authentic martial arts sect, but he is still a flower.
The inheritor of the sect will be judged immediately after a comparison between the two.
Xia Xiaoyu on the bed was now feeling sad.
The whole body showed an S-shaped curve that made the man bleed. His eyes were closed tightly, but his face was flushed and his breathing became more and more rapid.
Zhuo Yifan felt something was wrong at that time and couldn't help but frown.
"What did you do to her?" Zhuo Yifan looked at Li Mingjun who was struggling to stand up from the ground and asked coldly. A blood-red murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The man who touched his woman, Zhuo Yifan wouldn't he?
It would be so easy to let it go!
Li Mingjun covered her stomach and grinned and shouted: "I'll be your mother!"
Then he waved his fist again and pounced on Zhuo Yifan. Although he suffered a great loss in Zhuo Yifan's hands before, Li Mingjun knew that he could not sit still and wait for death. He had to take action first, and perhaps he still had a slight chance of winning.
Seeing Li Mingjun pounce again, Zhuo Yifan sneered and stared at Li Mingjun's eyes became even more sinister. He suddenly grabbed Li Mingjun's fist and grabbed it with his other hand.
Li Mingjun's shoulder was heard with a crisp "click", and Li Mingjun's right arm was broken by Zhuo Yifan.
A scream like a pig slaughtering came from the guest room. It was obvious that the fight alarmed the nearby tenants. Some brave and good people were already standing at the door and watching the movement inside.
"What did you do to her?" Zhuo Yifan spoke coldly again.
Li Mingjun suddenly burst into laughter. Although the pain had already caused beads of sweat the size of beans to appear on his forehead, he looked at Zhuo Yifan with a strong unwillingness.
"I've given her a spring and she's medicine! It's a pity that you came too early and missed a wonderful show!" Li Mingjun looked at Zhuo Yifan and said with a sneer.
Spring, medicine!***. Li Mingjun is really trying to do everything he wants! If he arrived later, Xia Xiaoyu would have been ruined by this bastard.
Zhuo Yifan was shocked, his eyes were full of anger. He ignored the wait and seers of everyone outside the door, grabbed Li Mingjun's hair and pushed it hard towards the wall on one side of the guest room.