C25 Fight
C25 Fight
Wang Qiang only felt a surge of evil fire run wild in his heart.
I chased you for a few years. If I hadn't seen you, I would have chased you for a few years. For your family's sake, I should have killed you long ago. How dare you slap me in the face like that?
Who do you like? Why do you have to find a trash to like! After all this time, you are the most awesome person. You actually dare to treat me as. . . ?
Wang Qiang had never been so angry before. His handsome face gradually became distorted. If it were not for the increasing number of students watching from the side, his few followers would have already thrown Yang Qiu onto the ground at this time.
Very few people in the school knew Lin Bing's real family background, and Wang Qiang didn't know either.
He only knew that he was the only son of the Wang family. The Wang family was in Shang Hai. Whether it was in the business world or in the government, they were all very powerful.
The Wang family was also one of the top ten local corporations in Shang Hai, and Wang Qiang's second uncle was one of them. Third uncle. . .
Just these two uncles were enough for Wang Qiang to do whatever he wanted in Shang Hai.
Of course, those who truly knew the deep heritage of Shang Hai would not put a second generation official like Wang Qiang in their eyes.
At this moment, Wang Qiang's eyes were staring at Yang Qiu with a gloomy expression. His face had turned blood-red.
One should know that he had never been humiliated by a woman before. There was a woman in Shanghai University that he didn't dare to touch, but there was no woman that he couldn't get his hands on.
Lin Bing's words were too stimulating for him.
Because he had pursued Lin Bing for three years. Not to mention arm wrestling, he had not even touched her sleeve.
He felt that he had been slapped in the face.
He had been slapped in the face by a trash.
This was a huge loss of face.
"Good. . . Good. . . Very good!"
Wang Qiang's tone suddenly became extremely gloomy. He looked at Yang Qiu and said while gnashing his teeth.
"Yang Qiu, no one can save you today! Mr. Jie, I will add another three million. I want you to cripple this guy's legs and let him spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. "
The fierce-looking Mr. Jie clearly had good martial arts. Just by looking at the thick calluses on his hands, one could tell that this guy practiced hard body skills. He was afraid that even a dozen men would not be able to get close to him.
He looked at Yang Qiu and said with a smile.
"Kid, I'm sorry. He took money from others to help them get rid of the disaster. I heard you can fight, so I'll play a few rounds with you. If you can beat me, we'll pretend that we've never met today. If you can't, then I'm sorry. I can only break your legs and legs. After all. . . Young Master Wang has put in a lot of effort for you. Six million is not a small sum. "
Yang Qiu looked at Mr. Jie, who was emitting a cold aura, and said in a flat tone.
"Are you sure you want to fight me?"
Mr. Jie sneered.
"What do you think?"
Yang Qiu did not care.
"Then come. "
Mr. Jie smiled sinisterly and took off his coat. His muscles were like steel cast, shining with bronze light. He only made a few simple movements, and his joints made cracking sounds like fried beans. It immediately caused people to gasp.
Countless people were discussing in secret:
"Wow, so awesome. Look at him. Do you want to see the Thai boxing expert in the movie?"
"He must be a black boxing expert. He's so powerful. The person in the elite martial arts heroes probably isn't as powerful as him. "
"It's over. Yang Qiu is going to be in trouble. "
Wang Qiang and the others' eyes were filled with ruthlessness and pleasure. It seemed that they had already seen the scene of Yang Qiu lying on the ground, wailing and begging for mercy.
Lin Bing did not know how powerful Yang Qiu was. She was very worried in her heart. She could not help but secretly take out her phone and secretly make a call.
After Mr. Jie finished warming up, his face became as dark as water. Yang Qiu smiled and winked at him. His eyes showed some disdain.
Mr. Jie's little brothers looked at him with fanatical eyes. Obviously, this Mr. Jie was very powerful.
Yang Qiu had seen through Mr. Jie's background with a single glance.
This guy really knew some stupid martial arts. The reason why it was called stupid martial arts was because it was a compliment to him.
He could scare people with his half-assed Iron Sand Palm. It was useless if he really attacked at high speed. However, Yang Qiu could not display it in front of so many people. If that was the case, it would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
There were also experts in Mortal Realm. At least, the Third Brother and the ordinary person beside Zhu Gaige could be considered experts.
Yang Qiu decided to waste some time with this Mr. Jie first. It gave others the feeling that it was a tough battle. That way, at least it could confuse the surrounding students and avoid unnecessary trouble.
He did not know the martial arts of Mortal Realm, but in his memory, there were still a lot of movies. He made a flashy pose that Huang Feihong often used. That aura instantly intimidated everyone.
Mr. Jie's face turned serious. His Iron Sand Palm was indeed half-assed. Although it wasn't weak, it was still a skill that couldn't be mastered. It was the Tai Fist, free fighting. He knew a little about Taekwondo. When these gentleness was combined, it could be considered a little strength. It had earned him quite a bit of fame on the road.
He first stretched out his hand to test Yang Qiu, but Yang Qiu did not react. He suddenly shouted. A side kick as fast as lightning. Yang Qiu reacted very quickly. He raised his arm to block the kick, and Mr. Jie's leg bone immediately touched his arm. It felt like he had kicked an iron plate.
Mr. Jie felt a sharp pain in his calf. He immediately retreated. His eyes were full of shock, anger, and confusion.
It was not easy to earn a few million.
The strength of the side kick was enormous, but Yang Qiu could block it with just one hand. This was definitely not something an ordinary person could do.
It seemed like he had encountered a troublesome fellow.
After Mr. Jie quickly retreated, he began to circle around Yang Qiu. He carefully maintained a distance of two to three steps from Yang Qiu and quickly circled around him.
However, Yang Qiu did not change his stance. He just held his hand and slowly walked around in circles. In short, Mr. Jie had no idea where to start.
In the beginning, Mr. Jie was patient, but he could not do it if he spun a few more rounds. He tried a few more times and saw that Yang Qiu did not respond. He made another series of punches and kicks with lightning speed, but he still did not touch Yang Qiu. This guy suddenly became a little impatient.
After all, he was not an expert. At most, he only knew how to use the martial arts of a three-legged cat. He had no patience at all.
Hu! Hu! Hu!
Another side kick, along with a revolving kick, followed by a tiger pounce. Mr. Jie's robust body suddenly pounced forward. This set of actions was neat and tidy, causing the surrounding people to cry out in alarm.
Yang Qiu was not moved at all. His opponent's ultimate goal was that punch. He pretended to dodge it and then blocked Mr. Jie's fist. His feet didn't move like a mountain, but his waist was like a willow swaying in the wind. He held his hands in a circle and then suddenly exerted force. Mr. Jie's strong body was pushed back five meters.