Chapter 230 I accidentally bit my tongue

"Hmm!" The bloody weekend seemed to be nothing. He stared coldly at the three bodyguards who fell to the ground and howled, and turned to King Yan Luo, who always turned his back to him. "You three bodyguards can't help beating. Now it's your turn!"

Hearing this, Yan Luowang, who had been carrying his back to the weekend, suddenly turned around, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes!

The next second, Yan Luowang suddenly took action, which turned out to be the usual palm attack on weekends!

He slapped flatly and obviously didn't see any movement under his feet, but strangely, in the blink of an eye, he came to the weekend, as if his feet were stepping into the air, as if his feet were sliding towards him.

Like the weekend, Yan Luowang's facial skin seems to be bronze, but the swinging palm is white and tender, like snow, milk and baby-like skin!

This palm is ordinary, not amazing or beautiful at all, but it is so flat that it is in front of the weekend in the blink of an eye.

What a powerful palm!

He was shocked at the weekend. After coming out of the imperial dragon court, this was the first time he felt the existence of Qihu's rival, and it was also the first time that he took the initiative to retreat when fighting with people.

On the weekend, he was sure that if he was hit by the palm of King Yan Luo, he would be disabled, so he didn't care about hiding his strength. With his feet on the ground, his whole body retreated half a step in an instant, like a teleportation.

King Yan Luo's palm is very exquisite, as if he had the power to accompany him. As soon as he stepped back half a step on the weekend, his palm came up again, and the target of the attack was still the face of the weekend.

It is very important to fight against people.

The breath is a breath in the heart, which is both bright and dark!

momentum is momentum, a kind of courage that overwhelms the enemy's willpower!

"Oh!" On the weekend, he felt that his retreat did not weaken the momentum of King Yan Luo, but encouraged the momentum of King Yan Luo. He suddenly set his feet in place and took a horse step like Mount Tai. At the same time, he waved his right palm and fought hard.

The right palm, which implied internal strength on the weekend, suddenly collided with a palm flying out of King Yan Luo!

The palms did not make a loud and crisp sound like a slap, but did not make a sound, as if the two were deliberately, as if there was a sleeping baby beside them, and the two palms were afraid of disturbing the baby to sleep.

The palms were added together, and Yan Luowang was fixed at the same time on the weekend, just like being suddenly clicked by a mysterious master in the martial arts world. Except for the eyes of both sides staring at each other, there was no sign of fighting.

Qi Baobao, who was watching the battle, was dumbfounded. Naturally, she couldn't understand the Taoism. She only felt that the palm of Yan Luowang on the weekend was really boring, far from the thrilling of those peerless masters in the TV series.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

Time passed second by. When Qi's heart beat fifteen times, a crisp sound suddenly came from his ear:

pa——

This crisp sound came too abruptly, and also came too harshly. Qi Baobao even had the illusion that she was suddenly slapped. Like a conditioned reflex, she unconsciously retreated, which was the instinct of people to avoid good and evil when they were in danger.

The crisp sound came from the palms of Yan Luowang on the weekend. Although it was far less thrilling than the Big Bang, there was a lot of movement.

The crisp sound recalled that the two people in the palm of their hands retreated in the opposite direction. On the weekend, they took three steps back, and King Yan Luo also took three steps back.

Quiet!

The small restaurant was instantly silent!

Qi Baobao, the big fat man and the three security guards lying on the ground, even Lele, who was hiding behind the cashier, Tiantian and Li Honglian, who showed half of her head from the door of the big kitchen, all calmed down. Everyone stared at the weekend and Yan Luowang. They didn't know what had happened, but they saw both of them in the scene. At the same time, if you take half a step back, you can also feel that the atmosphere is particularly tense. How tense is it? Everyone present even became extremely difficult to breathe.

In the field, weekends and Yan Luowang also stared at each other. This feeling was as if the tiger did not bite the elk to death. In each other's eyes, there was unwillingness, surprise and puzzlement...

For a long time, I spoke first on the weekend. The eyes were so clean that they were almost pure without any impurities. As for the tone of speech, it was as plain as water: "You're still a little short!"

As soon as this came out, Yan Luowang, who had a calm expression, suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated three steps again. He raised his hand to erase the blood from the corners of his mouth. His eyes flashed fiercely and unwillingness, and there was a little fear.

The three bodyguards who were lying on the ground saw this and rose from the ground desperately. Whether they were opponents on the weekend or not, the three stood in front of King Yan Luo and looked loyal.

They had to do this, because the scene just now was really only seen in their lives. Before that, why had King Yan Luo been beaten backwards? Why did you ever vomit blood when beating someone?

King Yan Luo's three bodyguards moved, and Qi Baobao and the big fat man also moved. Even the three girls Lele, Tiantian and Li Honglian took their own weapons, such as benches and plates standing next to them on the weekend. The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the kitchen knife held high in Qi Baobao's hand, which looks like a peerless master.

He glanced at King Yan Luo and the three bodyguards and spit out a simple word on the weekend: "Get out!"

This scene is very similar to the scene with * for the first time on the weekend. When he spit out this word in his mouth, his eyes were so clear that he was as innocent as a god!

King Yan Luo didn't say another word, because if he didn't hold his breath, he was afraid of vomiting blood again. Turning around, like a breeze, he quietly left the baby travel agency with three bodyguards.

Until I saw the almost tank SUV drive away through the glass wall, I was finally relieved on the weekend.

"Win, win, this eye above the top * was driven away by us!" Seeing this, Qi Baobao threw the very tough kitchen knife on the dinner table and made a thumping sound, and she herself was louder than the movement of the kitchen knife. It was not too much to describe it as cheering and dancing.

"Puff..." At this time, a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out on the weekend, and the blood sprayed directly on Qi Baobao's shoulder.

"Uh... I'm you..." Qi Baobao, who was in a state of excitement, was forced to do such a trick by the weekend, and she immediately ran away. However, when she saw the weekend staggering back haggard, she finally realized that the weekend had been supporting just now, so she didn't care about wiping the blood from her body. He hugged the rickety body of the weekend and exclaimed, "Weekend, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt? Don't scare me..."

"If you don't shake me, I should be fine." His eyes darkened on the weekend and almost fainted. He held his last breath and stared at Qi Baobao's delicate cheek with a smile.

After listening to the weekend's words, Qi Baobao realized that she was holding the weekend's waist and shaking constantly. She hurriedly let go of the weekend's body and looked embarrassed: "I... I didn't mean to... I'm worried about you..."

"I'm fine, big fat man. Help me sit on the sofa for a while!"

After sitting on the sofa, although the weekend still has a hippie smile, as long as he is not a blind man, he can see that his situation is terrible. Yes, his face is now pale, without a trace of blood, as if he were a fraudulent dead man.

"I was just a hard bearer. My injury is no lighter than that of King Yan Luo. If I really continue to fight, it will be difficult to win or lose!" Smiling bitterly on the weekend.

Bao Qi suddenly seemed to think of something and hurriedly asked the weekend, "I saw the corner of your mouth bleeding when the bodyguard's fist hit your chest. Has it been hurt since then?"

He shook his head on the weekend and said an ironic sentence: "At that time, the situation was urgent, and I accidentally bit my tongue."

"..." Qi Baobao was suddenly speechless.

"Hey!" On the weekend, he smiled heartlessly at the baby with a gloomy smile.

Indeed, the bodyguard's punch has hurt the heart of the weekend. He hasn't figured out why even a bodyguard is dark. If it hadn't been for his rival, he wouldn't have been hurt. However, the weekend is a good face, and he won't admit that he has been hurt by a bodyguard.

Sitting on the sofa, the weekend recalled the dangerous scene of fighting with King Yan Luo again.

The two palms intersect, and on the weekend, I only felt that my palms were as painful as if I had been pricked by a needle. Almost in an instant, his arm was almost torn to pieces by the dark strength of King Yan Luo. Thanks to the dark energy of the weekend, it has been applied to the realm of pure fire. Therefore, in a hurry, he recklessly turned to himself with the dark energy of his whole body. His palm was poured away, which suppressed the dark power of King Yan Luo.

This is also the reason why he and Yan Luowang made a movement after a while!

"This person's force value is not below me!" On the weekend, he secretly warned himself that if he met Yan Luowang again next time, he must not worry that the other party was Yan Qingcai's brother, otherwise he would die tragically.

After sitting on the sofa and resting for a while, he called A Wei on the weekend to investigate who King Yan Luo was.

However, three days later, A Wei still did not find a clue. You know, the Chai Dao League is now all over the underground of Kangcheng, with many ears and eyes. If you want to investigate a person, even if that person's ancestral tomb can be found on any mountain, the identity of King Yan Luo has not been investigated, as if this People appear out of thin air and disappear out of thin air.

If the identity of King Yan Luo is not found out for a day, he has a feeling that it is difficult to sleep and eat on weekends. In addition, he is also worried about whether Yan Qingcai is fine or not.

On the fourth day, a lost weekend suddenly thought of a person, Yan Qingcai's best friend Comet Snow!

After four days of recuperation, the internal injury on the weekend recovered. At the auction of the Silver Dynasty, Qi Baobao also easily obtained the property certificate of the whole building of the Silver Dynasty.

Although the auction money was loaned to the bank by the baby security company, it is an indisputable fact that the Silver Dynasty was the first property independently owned on the weekend.

Immediately, I went to the residence of Comet Snow and Yan Qingcai in person on the weekend.

What surprised me on the weekend was that the house shared by the two women has expired, and now a newly married couple lives there.

Yan Qingcai was taken away by her brother, and since the Six Gods * Room was closed because of Lu Shuai's outstanding affairs, the comet snow has never appeared again.

On the weekend, there was the most primitive relationship between men and women with Yan Qingcai in that room, breaking the blood of Yan Qingcai, but now the house is gone and the people are gone.

When I left the place where Yan Qingcai used to live, the weekend suddenly felt like a different world.

And at this time, Yan Qingcai called him and came abruptly.

"Green vegetables, is that you?" Standing at the entrance of the corridor, he suppressed his heart beating on the weekend, because he was afraid that it would be King Yan Luo who called him.

"Brother, it's me!" Yan Qingcai's voice was always sweet, "I'm sorry, I was suddenly taken away by my brother last time..."

Listening to Yan Qingcai's familiar voice, his heart warmed on the weekend and he hurriedly interrupted Yan Qingcai's words: "Qingcai, where are you? What happened to you? Did your brother make it difficult for you?"