Chapter 1943 Directly make a fool of yourself

"Kill him in seconds, kill him in seconds!" "Kill him, kill him!"

"Fight him, kill him!"

The students below cheered again. They agreed with Yang Ming's words and didn't have to give Fan Sibiao face.

However, Feng Jiu can stand on the stage. Listening to Yang Ming's words, he is a little disdainful in his heart. He said to himself, you ** Yang Ming doesn't know life or death. Just brag here. Can you still put down Feng Sibiao directly? Dreaming, right?

He is a master of the underground boxing ring in southern v city. It's a trick to put you down. How dare you say that?

Let you grab the microphone with me on the stage just now and let you threaten to scare me. After a while, Feng Sibiao appeared, and I can't kill you!

Thinking of this, Feng Jiuneng also has a lot of balance in his heart. He can't clean up Yang Ming by himself. Someone can clean up for himself, and he doesn't have to worry about no one avenging for himself!

While Yang Ming was talking aside, Feng Sibiao stood on the side with a blank face!

Since Yang Ming appeared, he didn't pay attention to Yang Ming at all. Looking at Yang Ming's body and appearance, Feng Sibiao was happy. This pair of hands was too weak. It was really easy to earn 200,000 yuan. For himself, Yang Ming was the level of second kill!

As for the big words Yang Ming said, Feng Sibiao didn't even listen to it. The opponents who died under his command talked too much. They all looked awesome, but what happened in the end? Aren't you beaten to death by yourself? If you go to the hospital, you can't take care of yourself for the rest of your life?

There are too many arrogant opponents like this. Don't they know what Yelang's arrogant is? Feng Sibiao is too lazy to argue. As you say, what you say is so wild. When you are killed by one punch, the gap will be even greater!

"Ha ha, I will kill him in seconds as everyone wishes." Yang Ming said to everyone with a smile.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh! Great! Kill him in seconds!"

"Yang Ming is so awesome!"

Yang Ming then returned the microphone to Feng Jiuneng: "Here you are, you can say it."

Feng Jiu took over the microphone angrily. He was very unhappy and killed in seconds. You are the one who was killed in seconds, right?

"Some players have never seen the world, and they are less disciplined..." Feng Jiu could pick up the microphone and prepare to satirize Yang Ming. Although he can't beat Yang Ming, it's still no problem to take advantage of him.

"Yes, some players even find someone to replace the game. It's too unruly!"

"That's right, what, you can't do it yourself, and find someone to replace it!"

"Is it impossible to do it in front of your girlfriend, and you have to find someone to replace it?"

"Hahahaha, it's too undisciplined. Even if you hire someone to replace the game, why don't you show up? But I don't know where to hide. How can I hide like a omen and dare not see people all day?

"Gag?" The person Feng Jiuneng wanted to talk about before was Yang Ming. He said that Yang Ming had no organizational discipline and grabbed the host's microphone as soon as he came on stage, but what he didn't expect was that the classmate below suddenly took over his words and pointed the finger at Fan Jinzhe!

This makes Feng Jiu not know what to do for a while. He can't follow his classmates' words and say that Fan Jinzhe has no organizational discipline**? He is Fan Jinzhe's younger brother. Isn't he looking for a beating when he says this?

But if you don't say it, how can you make up the previous words?

"Well... Well, although some students have poor organizational discipline, is this an amateur competition? The organizational discipline is poor, which can add some fun to the game and not make the game boring!" Feng Jiuneng also reacted quickly, laughed and then said.

"Cut..." The students below immediately sighed, which made Feng Jiu feel a little guilty, but he was thick-skinned and didn't care.

However, just as Feng Jiu wanted to say something more, the microphone in his hand was snatched by Yang Ming again!

"You..., what are you going to do?" Feng Jiu was shocked and immediately questioned Yang Mingdao.

"Oh, in order not to make the game boring and add some fun to the game!" Yang Ming said eloquently, and then said to his classmates under the stage, "Is everyone right about what I said?"

"Yes, that's right!"

"Hahahaha, Feng Jiu can be a big **!"

"Yes, let's add the atmosphere. Shall we beat him up?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Be quiet, everyone, please be quiet!" Feng Jiuneng didn't have a microphone in his hand, and he couldn't control the atmosphere on the stage. He suddenly sweated anxiously.

"Five, Jiu Neng, you idiot, grab the microphone back and leave!" Feng Sibiao couldn't stand it any longer. He stared at Feng Jiuneng and thought why he was so cowardly and aggrieved?

"I..., I..." Feng Jiu could take a look at Yang Ming and then at Feng Sibiao. He didn't dare. How dare he rob Yang Ming's microphone? Isn't he looking for a beating?

"What are you?" Feng Sibiao thinks that Feng Jiu can be too cowardly. What the hell! He said angrily, "Why don't you grab it?" Do you want me to do it?"

"I dare not... Uncle, I'm not Yang Ming's opponent. I'm afraid of being beaten?" Feng Jiuneng said with a little guilty heart.

"Useless things! Look at me!" Feng Sibiao stared at him and said with hatred.

"Okay, uncle, then you go!" Feng Jiuneng immediately became happy. With Feng Sibiao coming up for him, what was he afraid of?

Yang Ming looked a little funny. It turned out that Feng Sibiao was Feng Jiuneng's uncle? Both of them are surnamed Feng, but it is very possible. It turned out that Feng Jiuneng had moved over to his relatives.

Feng Sibiao strode towards Yang Ming and couldn't help stretching out his hand to take the microphone in Yang Ming's hand.

"You want to grab my microphone? Yang Ming sneered and looked at Feng Sibiao.

Feng Sibiao didn't say anything. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to Yang Ming at all and directly reached out to grab his microphone. However, at this time, Yang Ming suddenly let go. Feng Sibiao just wanted to take the microphone away vigorously, but he didn't expect that Yang Ming would let go at this time. He thought It's down!

He wanted to use this opportunity to show his strength, which was also a dark contest, so Feng Sibiao can be said to have used enough strength. As a result, Yang Ming let go of his hand lightly. Feng Sibiao suddenly had no strength. After the microphone arrived at his hand, he suddenly stepped back two steps and almost squatted on the He reacted quickly. When he was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly helped Feng Jiuneng, otherwise he would have really fallen.

"Hahahahaha!" The students under the stage immediately burst into laughter. This scene was so funny that everyone thought it was extremely funny. Feng Sibiao wanted to show how capable he was, but he didn't make it clear. Yang Ming didn't mean to compete with him at all. As soon as he let go, you would make a fool of yourself, right?