Chapter 067 Competition

Zhao Ba Neng has always believed that the more beautiful a woman is, the more cultured she should be, because beauty requires not only natural cultivation, but also acquired cultivation. Cultivation involves a lot of material conditions.

But the woman in front of her may not lose to Duan Muying in terms of appearance, but as soon as she opens her mouth, Zhao Ba can feel as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

"Xiaoqing!" Duan Muying's face was a little ugly. Although Zhao Ba could have nothing to do with him, it was the person she brought. Moreover, she had just talked to her second uncle. Duan Muying didn't know exactly what it was like.

"Yinger, Zhang Song, Li Boyun, come here quickly, come quickly!"

With the shouting of this woman named Xiaoqing, a few young people came quickly not far away to see what they were dressed. At least they should have come out of a family worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

Second ancestor, generally speaking, refers to these people.

"Beauty Xiaoqing, what's good about you asking us to come here?" The young man who spoke wore a pair of gold glasses, but did not have the background of a scholar at all. Instead, he felt like a beast wearing glasses. While talking, his eyes were patrolling in the cool dress of the little sunny.

"Dead pervert! If you look again, you will dig out your eyes! I asked you to come and have a look, Xiaoying's friend from Xihong City!" Xiaoqing bit the pronunciation of the word "friend" very hard, and the young people who listened to it smiled.

"Yo, Duan Muying, you don't seem to like it well as a friend?"

"Zhang Song, please be polite!" Duan Muying raised her eyebrows mercilessly, and the momentum cultivated in the criminal investigation detachment obviously overwhelmed these idle second ancestors.

"Xiaoying, I'm not talking about you. Why do you have to get too close to such a man? If Master Fan knew, he would be angry!" Another man seems to have a long focus on the surface, but in fact, he directly attributes Zhao Ba's ability to the "such" category. Even the deaf can hear the disdainful tone.

"I like this, so what?"

Maybe it's okay not to mention Fan Tongxin. As soon as Fan Tongxin was mentioned, the anger in Duan Muying's heart came up. She suddenly took Zhao Ba Neng's arm and shocked Zhao Ba Neng!

Zhao Ba can not worry about these second ancestors. He has experienced what they said and what they are doing, which is very familiar and even a little nostalgic. But Duan Muying suddenly pulled up and scared Zhao Ba Neng. This girl is pushing me into the fire and pouring a bucket of oil. It's terrible!'

Indeed, Duan Muying's behavior, except for the woman named Xiaoqing's eyes full of excitement, the other men's eyes spewed sparks, as if they were about to light*.

"Country bumpkin, if you want to eat swan meat, why don't we practice? Taekwondo, karate, kendo, bowling, golf, basketball, billiards, you can choose whatever you want!"

Zhao Ba Neng smiled, and just when everyone thought he would choose a project, he said, "It's not good. I can't do what you said. It's too high-end!"

Whistling and booing everywhere, even Duan Muying's face couldn't hang up a little, "Forget it, let's go.

"Eh, how can you go? Now that you're here, let's play!" The young man named Zhang Song didn't seem to want Zhao Ba Neng to slip away like this. As soon as he stepped in front of Zhao Ba Neng and Duan Muying, he opened his arms.

"Zhang Song, don't go too much. Zhao Ba Neng is my friend at least!" Duan Muying was a little angry. She said that she didn't look at the Buddha's face, and this group of people didn't pay much attention to themselves.

"Ouch." Xiaoqing came forward and held Duan Muying and said, "Yinger, just let these men play. Let's be happy to watch the scene. This is because Master Fan didn't come. If he comes, I think your friend, it will be difficult to go out on your stomach!"

Xiaoqing's words reminded Zhao Ba Neng. Yes, this is Danyang, the provincial capital, not Xihong City. There is really no need to hide it.

"Well, since everyone wants to see me make a fool of himself, how about choosing a simpler one and free combat? This is the only way for our villagers.

Free fight?

In the comparison project just proposed by Zhang Song and others, it seems that there is no free fight at all. Although this group of people are all young masters, the second ancestor, and they still play the relatively hierarchical second ancestor, in fact, they all know that free fighting is the most dangerous game. The danger is dangerous. Free fighting, especially this kind of private free fighting, is actually unlimited.

They are all babies with golden spoons on the ground. How can they play this game that will leave sequelae if they are not careful?

Zhang Song felt everyone's hesitation, moved his heart, turned around and muttered a few words to Li Boyun, and then said to Zhao Ba Neng with a smile, "Since this brother is interested, let's sacrifice our lives to accompany the gentleman."

There is a ring under the clubhouse, and there are some spectators around it.

Along the way, Mu Ying was counting Zhao Ba Neng, saying that he should not agree to play any free fight.

"Do you have no confidence in me or your friends?"

"I'm afraid it's not easy for you to win or lose! Stupid!"

stared at Zhao Ba Neng fiercely. Duan Muying felt that her good intentions had not been rewarded, so she simply turned around and ignored Zhao Ba Neng. At this time, the guy named Li Boyun fell behind a group of people and quietly called his mobile phone.

Since Zhao Ba Neng is not a member here and he does not carry sportswear with him, he simply hit his barefoot, his upper body and slowly climbed up to the ring. Except for the strange "tattoo" on the chest that is slightly eye-catching, the clothesline-like figure is really nothing to watch.

But even in the face of Zhao Ba Neng, who had no obvious muscles, several princes still had no intention of playing. They held their hands and commented on Zhao Ba Neng in the ring. On the contrary, Duan Muying looked at Zhao Ba Neng's figure, but frowned a little. Because she had practiced and practiced very seriously, she felt that Zhao Ba Neng's ordinary body seemed to contain something that she could not say but had a sense of oppression against her, or "potential"?

A moment later, a tall man, wearing a pair of sports shorts and a pair of Nike shoes, turned over the ring. His bare hair glowed with a greasy light, and the horizontal flesh on his face would jump once his expression changed, like a nest of rabbits hidden underneath.

"Are you my opponent?"

The bald man smiled. Zhao Ba Neng is not only short of his head, but also his body shape, which is estimated to be only half of him.

Zhao Ba can wrap the white cloth around his hand without panic.

"Kid, do you want a fist? How about giving you a five-pound boxing? I use 20 pounds." The heavier the boxing, the lighter the direct damage to the opponent. The bald head obviously despises Zhao Ba Neng.

Shaking his head, Zhao Ba canneng has wrapped the white cloth of his hands. In fact, it is really a technical job to wrap the white cloth alone. Few laymans can wrap his hands together. Unfortunately, only Duan Muying noticed this detail. She was still a little worried on her face just now and saw Zhao Bauneng's hands wrapped around it clearly. After the neat white cloth strips, there was a trace of expectation in his eyes.

"Can't we just do that? We are all like this!" Zhao Ba can raise his hands and smile a little naively.

"Hmm!"

A cold hum erupted from his bald nostrils and turned around and let the person who managed the ring wrap himself in white cloth. After wrapping up, he saw Zhao Ba can warm up like a monkey and twisted his neck. After a few crisp sounds, his bald head said, "Kid, don't jump, just lie down with two punches, and don't rub!"

There is no on-site referee. Obviously, this competition only needs to lie down among the two people in the ring, even if it is the end! The bald head was very confident, so he hooked Zhao Ba Neng and signaled Zhao Ba Neng to attack.

habitually narrowing his eyes, Zhao Ba can now look at his bald head from top to bottom, and then he is not polite. He moved his feet back and forth, protected himself with his left fist, and hit his right hand like lightning, a beautiful jab!

"Wo!"

When Zhao Ba Neng's fist broke through the air, his bald head did not smile.

Not everyone can break the air with their fists, especially this kind of light jab, which is not easy.

Unfortunately, Zhao Ba Neng did not intend to give the bald head a little time to regret at all. After the jab, he swinged a fierce fist, followed by a hook... Although the effect of a series of combined punches was not obvious, the bald head did not have the ability to fight back at all except for holding his head.

"This guy is a boxer!"

Whether it was the bald head who was beaten in the ring or the ladies who were "watching the play" around the ring, they were suddenly stunned by Zhao Ba Neng's performance - the country bumpkin was actually a boxing master!

However, Zhao Ba can give them a surprise that is far from over. When the bald head was pushed to the corner of the ring step by Zhao Ba can, Zhao Ba can suddenly kick his right foot in the air, followed by a spinning side kick - "Bang!"

The bald head was kicked on the chest by this heavy foot, and the whole person flew backwards!

" his~"

Everyone took a breath of cold air, including Duan Muying!

She is an insideer and knows very well how powerful explosive it takes to kick an adult man, especially a man with a weight of about 200 catties, and at the same time, Zhao Ba Neng's bones must bear the impact!

After the bald head was blocked by the rope of the ring and bounced back to the table, the whole person fell down and never got up again. Zhao Ba Neng kicked this big man alive and knocked out of this strong man!

"This... this is impossible. This is the bodyguard my father found for me, the best bodyguard!" Around Zhang Song, a cream boy couldn't help opening his mouth, but exchanged Duan Muying's anger: "Didn't you agree to let the bodyguards play, or are you not a man?"