The confused Wang Yao saw him beaten to death by Qin Fen again.
Qin Fen was like a celestial war god coming down, and with an unparalleled offensive, he punched Wang Yao and sent him flying.
"Pfft..."
With a popping sound, the body of the coir raincoat that Wang Yao had seized disintegrated automatically while rolling.
Black blood, mixed with black smoke, completely disintegrated.
It's like the rocks that have been built for thousands of years have been blown into pieces by the wind.
It seems that this time it was easier than last time in the farmyard.
Firstly, because Qin Fen's cultivation level has improved, and he went to the Westward Journey and brought the Purple Qi East Breathing Method, his strength has improved a lot.
The second is the so-called werewolf Wang Yao. Although he succeeded in seizing the body, he must not have fully adapted to it. His original strength cannot be fully displayed. At most, it is equivalent to wearing a thicker armor, and it is a bit super.
load.
One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and when Qin Fen fully activates his firepower, he can only achieve this effect.
The person was smashed to pieces in one round, and the little confidence in Wang Yao's heart was gone.
Even Long Baiye, who had lived for countless years, stared at this scene with blank eyes. Qin Fen's brutal and domineering attitude really shocked his eyes. This seemingly ordinary young man could be so crisp and agile when he launched a ruthless attack.
Sloppy.
The method is too harsh.
It was so sharp that he seemed to suddenly think of a certain person recorded in ancient classics, and of that legend that was unknown to be true or false.
"Brother-in-law...brother-in-law, you are so powerful!"
Qin Fen raised his spirits and jumped forward, catching Mai Qi'er who fell from the air.
Everything just happened so fast that it was over before Maggie even saw it.
Unexpectedly, not only did she not have any fear, she even blinked with her big eyes. She said these inappropriate words, which made Qin Fen feel dizzy for a while and turned back into the long-legged and nervous person.
She is a beauty now, and she no longer cries as she did just now.
The weeping lily suddenly turned into the blooming March peach blossom.
"Brother-in-law, help me catch that little Indian Asan. I am in urgent need of a servant!"
Mai Qi'er, whose face was full of radiant sunshine, puffed out her chest habitually, and her eyes were filled with amusement.
Wang Yao, who had been scared out of his wits for a long time, had deep shock in his eyes.
Even though he thought that Qin Fen's strength might improve, he chose this place that he had arranged in advance.
But he never thought that Qin Fen could be so ferocious.
One punch, just one punch, destroyed the body that he relied on to survive, leaving him with no body left behind.
This is so barbaric and overbearing that there is absolutely no reason for it!
"Don't worry, even if this little Indian Asan has wings, he won't be able to escape my grasp today. I have reserved this servant for you!"
What Qin Fen said was so bland and gentle that he was talking about something that was easy to do with just a flip of his hands.
And that look in his eyes, it seemed like he had never looked directly at him.
But to Wang Yao, it sounded like a burst of liver pain. It wasn't very harmful, but it was extremely insulting.
The client is still standing there. Can you please stop completely despising the person in person?
After all, he was a master of the generation, and he was a dazzling presence wherever he went. But when he arrived at Qin Fen's place, he no longer existed at all.
"How about it, little Indian Asan, do you have a standard answer to my question?"
It seems that Qin Fen was also influenced by Maggie's father and daughter, and directly played the werewolf Wang Yao, a master of the generation, in a drama
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Called Indian Little Asan.
"you……"
Werewolf Wang Yao was so angry that he vomited out a mouthful of old blood.
You Indian Ah San is just Indian Ah San, but why do you insist on adding a kid in front of Ah San?
Everyone knows that Wang Yao is short in stature.
According to relevant indices, he has a standard third-rate disabled figure.
This title was so hurtful that it hurt his heart and liver.
"If you want to leave, you need my permission!"
Wang Yao, who was blasted out of the body of the coir raincoat, was just a little thicker than an ordinary ghost.
Facing Qin Fen's fierce offensive, he had no choice but to run away.
The gap in strength between the two was so huge that he couldn't afford even a little bit of confidence.
Although the title "Indian Little Asan" is too hurtful, it is still better than being beaten up by Qin Fen.
Standing next to the mighty and majestic Qin Fen, Wang Yao couldn't find any sense of presence at all.
Of the thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.
But before he could move, he was locked by the god-like Qin Fen, and the invisible force completely locked him to death.
He couldn't move even if he wanted to, he was firmly stuck by Qin Fen's force.
Wang Yao looked pale and was in a daze.
This kind of powerful force has only been felt by his master, Master Langtian.
He couldn't help but want to pay homage.
"Pfft!"
Qin Fen, filled with overwhelming murderous intent and wrapped in purple energy, was like a meteor, punching Wang Yao's soul again.
The sudden pain, accompanied by the swirling smoke, once again pushed Wang Yao's life to its peak.
With just one punch, Qin Fen smashed Wang Yao's soul into a circle.
"ah……"
The pain caused Wang Yao to shed tears and nose, but he did not feel sad after being hit.
Although he is in a soul state, he is somewhat similar to a combination of wind.
Although there was no physical explosion process, Qin Fen must have blown him up, and the real pain made him shed tears and nose.
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, you are so powerful!"
Maggie, who didn't mind the drama at all, was jumping up and down, as if she had seen something great happen to her.
This put Wang Yao to shame.
If allowed, he really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
His heroic words just now are still in my ears. He wants to take Mai Qi'er under his banner, and he wants Qin Fen to practice the golden elixir alive.
He was so slapped in the face that he couldn't even lift his head.
Regardless of whether it is the Heavenly Master who is a master of the world, or the coir raincoat who is the dragon of the underworld, this is a great shame and humiliation.
It was too degrading for his former admirers to celebrate his beating with joy and joy, and it made his heart feel so aggrieved and uncomfortable.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
…
Qin Fen punched Wang Yao ten more times in a row, causing Wang Yao's tears and nose to dry up.
His small body, which was originally a third-class disability, now looks like a pocket-sized rag doll, a black doll with smoke all over his body. He has become a veritable Indian little Ah San. I am afraid that if you look at the whole of India, there is no one as small as him.
It’s Ah San.
"ah……"
"Qin Fen, you... stop!"
He was really beaten to the point of losing his temper by Qin Fen.
When Qin Fen was about to throw his twelfth punch, Wang Yao shouted to stop.
In the face of absolute strength, no matter how arrogant you are, you can no longer be arrogant.
"Pfft!"
"you……"
Qin Fen didn't seem to listen.
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Well, his twelfth punch was thrown out even though Wang Yao shouted to stop.
Wang Yao went through reincarnation again, and his body became smaller again.
He was so angry that his head was shaking.
Bullies don't bully like this. Even though they surrendered and called for stop, they were still smashed up.
This is too devoid of martial ethics. Wang Yao did not get any of the benefits that Japan received when it surrendered.
Wang Yao didn't see any of the promised preferential treatment for prisoners of war and the promise not to kill them but to hand over their guns.
"You don't need martial virtue!"
Long Baiye calmly walked over and bent down, with a faint smile, and reached out to pick up the pocket-sized Wang Yao.
It's like picking up a broken ball.
Suddenly, his smiling face felt cold, his eyes shone, and Wang Yao's tendons were sealed.
He has turned into a rag doll in a complete sense, and his soul no longer belongs to him.
Long Baiye was not only a bodyguard of the Golden Guards, but also the commander-in-chief of the Golden Guards.
He wants to torture a person in at least 10,000 ways to make him feel that life is worse than death.
"Qier, go on!"
"Whoosh..."
Wang Yao only felt dizzy for a while.
He was like a gust of wind, his head hurt, and he floated straight to the direction of Maggie.
I wanted to shout out, but I didn't have the strength to be free.
"Okay, brother-in-law, catch the ball!"
Mai Qi'er was gearing up, and when she saw Wang Yao floating in front of her, she used 120% of her strength to kick Wang Yao out.
She wanted to take back all the humiliation and humiliation she had just suffered, including her capital and profits.
Wang Yao once again felt the world spinning, once again felt a splitting headache, and once again felt the end of the world.
Looking at Qin Fen's piercing eyes, like two sharp knives piercing deeply into his body and mind, Wang Yao trembled for a while.
What on earth is this God of Killing going to do? If you want to kill, just kill him. Why go to such trouble?
And those two accomplices, what are you playing at, and what are you going to do if you work together?
Not only did he beat the person to pieces and shrink him, but he even sealed the person completely and kicked him around like a football.
The key thing is that their football skills are really bad and cannot be praised, and they can't score every time.
Especially that long-legged beauty, why do you have to call out "Little Indian Asan" every time before playing football?
"Whoosh..."
Perhaps under the influence of Mai Qi'er, Long Baiye and his daughter again, Qin Fen actually became playful and kicked Wang Yao out.
In this way, Wang Yao, who was sealed by Long Baiye, became a football, a football at the feet of Qin Fen and the others.
"Qin Fen, you...what are you going to do?"
After more than a dozen rounds, Wang Yao couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only place his hope on Qin Fen.
"Qin Fen, how can we say that we are also brothers in the same school? Broken bones are still connected with tendons. We don't look at the Buddha's face and look at the monk's face. If we meet again in the future, we will have something to say, right? Your father, and my uncle, both
Those who promised to spare my life will let the grudges of the past be forgotten!"
Wang Yao completely put down his posture and talked to Qin Fen about the friendship between his masters.
"Boom!"
Qin Fen stepped on Wang Yao and really treated him like a football.
"Wang Yao, you are thinking too much. We will never meet again in the future, because you have no future at all. Your future ends here!"
"boom……"
While Qin Fen was talking, Wang Yao was kicked out again.
Traces were left in the air, and Wang Yao's body drew perfect arcs one after another.