The man in black was knocked back three steps by Yan Qing's punch.
He could only take three steps back.
The half-person-high fence behind him stopped his backward body.
"Yan Ye!" The people outside the box heard the movement, opened the door, filed in, and quickly stood in front of Yan Qing.
The little man in black stood by the fence, facing all the strong men.
Zhan Wuyou just wanted to cover his eyes.
I really didn't see it.
He had never touched Yan Qing before. I had only heard that Yan Qing was good at martial arts before, but I didn't expect it to be this good.
The man in black doesn't run now, and after two minutes, he doesn't even have to run if he wants to.
With a light wave of the hand hanging by his leg, Zhan Wuyou gave him a warning - withdraw!
The man in black turned his head inexplicably, he took out a knife from his pocket, and made two gestures in the air.
The sharp edge of the knife streaked across the air, making a slight 'hum-' sound.
It's a sharp edge!
But there was no such link in his plan! Just let the double take him away, and the newcomer now brings him an extra play
Just at this time, the voice of the liaison officer came from the earring.
"Are you ready?" The liaison officer said in a hoarse voice, "Stand-in No. 1 is already in place, just waiting for your signal."
Zhan Wuyou: "..."
Isn't this the substitute he found
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Yan Qing stared at the man in black with gloomy eyes, protected Zhan Wuyou and retreated to the back, and said sharply, "Catch him alive."
The strong men of the Yan family surrounded and crushed them.
Zhan Wuyou quietly glanced back.
He was standing right at the door of the box, and after going out the door, turn left and walk three meters to the entrance of the stairs.
Not to be missed.
He made up his mind.
Tap the earlobe once.
The liaison officer said tacitly, "A signal has been sent to the substitute."
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"Master Yan, are you alright?" Zhan Wuyou hugged Yan Qing's arm in case his teammates threw another punch when they entered the court.
He is really short of money now. But you can't ask Yan Qing directly, and if you take a detour, you still have to worry about being destroyed by Yan Qing.
Zhan Wuyou couldn't express his depression.
"Take care of yourself." Yan Qing said mercilessly. "I should learn some methods of self-defense when I go back, it's useless."
"Then you teach me, okay?" Zhan Wuyou leaned against him as a little bird, and Rainbow Fart came casually, "You were so good just now, you knocked him back with one punch. I will learn from you, and I will definitely It's going to be great."
"Heh." Yan Qing snorted softly.
Zhan Wuyou said happily, "Then you have agreed."
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"Yan Qing!" A deafening roar came from the front.
The man in black had been pushed to a corner, and had been beaten several times. His black clothes were covered with white footprints.
However, he and the lone wolf who refused to admit defeat stared at Yan Qing standing side by side with Zhan Wuyou.
"If you have the guts, fight me one-on-one! What's the point of fighting with so many people... Ugh!...You guys...ah!" A few minutes faster.
The end of the road may really explode people's potential.
He had been pushed into a corner, but now he went all out and didn't care about the fists and kicks, and the gesture of waving a sharp blade forced the encirclement to retreat a little.
Spotting the gap, he rushed out of the encirclement like an arrow from a bow!
The sharp blade in his hand pointed directly at Yan Qing!
Coincidentally, Zhan Wuyou's double broke in from the main entrance.
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The scene is like entering a relay race of disorder.
Played in slow motion, but full of coincidences.
Ahead, a dirty man in black pointed at Yan Qing with a sharp knife, the sharp knife cut through the air, emitting a cold light.
Behind him, the stand-in who was also dressed in black walked lightly and strangely, approached Zhan Wuyou silently from behind, grabbed his body and quickly moved backwards.
And Yan Qing, who was in the center of the two waves of people, half-lifted the foot of the man in black who was about to kick away, but Zhan Wuyou, who was behind him, was held back by someone...
Yan Qing's brows turned cold, and she raised her foot to chase backward instead.
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Hold!
Zhan Wuyou cursed in a low voice, this idiot Yan Qing actually wanted to pull him
Big fool! He came to pull himself, and the knife in the man's hand pierced him!
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Long before the substitute came over, Zhan Wuyou was watching all directions. The way out has already been formed in his mind.
Yan Qing's unplanned changes now may cause him to be injured.
In desperation, he reached out his hand to touch the stand-in's thigh, squeezed the small flying knife hidden in his pocket like a pocket in the palm of his hand, and disappeared in front of the door as he disappeared, aiming at the leg of the man in black. flick.
There was still a shriek full of drama in his mouth, "Ah! Master save me!" The tail sound had already left the door and disappeared down the stairs.
Yan Qing's heart skipped a beat. The whole person ran out of the door like a galloping leopard.
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The man in black's knife was just a little short of piercing into Yan Qing's body!
Unexpectedly, a cold light flashed by, so fast that he couldn't see what was flying towards him, and there was a huge pain in his thigh, he couldn't hold his balance, and fell to the ground sideways!
The gushing blood quickly soaked his black pants, trickling down.
He looked down and could only see a knife handle sticking out.
The entire blade of the knife is pierced into the flesh, what kind of strength is this
He shuddered, clutching his legs and howling.
Yan Qing's subordinates were not vegetarians, so they tied up their hands and feet and threw them aside in a blink of an eye.
The three guarded him, and the rest of them followed Yan Qing in a tacit understanding and hurriedly chased him out.
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Zhan Wuyou and the double went downstairs and found a hidden corner to change their clothes.
In order not to be recognized, Zhan Wuyou also touched a latex mask that was not very adhesive to the face from the stand-in.
The stand-in squatted beside him, watching Zhan Wuyou slump at his face, and said in a low voice, "The knife you threw away is my favorite knife."
"After the matter is completed, I will give you thirty-five percent." Zhan Wuyou was rich and powerful.
With a good face, he stretched out his hand to touch it.
It's a strange feeling to touch yourself through something. And this kind of latex is too thick, far inferior to the original nano mask ten years later.
Take a closer look and you'll see.
However, because of the atmosphere of the auction, the lights were not bright, unless the person stuck to him, he would never be able to see it.
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After doing some calculations with the substitute, I feel that this wave is not a loss.
The dejected expression was also put away, and he said happily, "What else do you need, sir? I can also provide you with a few more knives?" Just add a little more price! Give it another one percent!
With an extremely ordinary face, Zhan Wuyou glanced at him, and kindly reminded, "If I were you, I would definitely hide now."
"Huh?" The stand-in blinked cutely.
Zhan Wuyou adjusted the waiter's clothes on his body, and got into the state in a second, "Yan Qing has chased him down, run quickly."
substitute:"!!!"
He looked like he wanted to swear a bad word, but the footsteps approaching behind him gave him no time to swear, so he sprinted away with his tail between his legs.
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Zhan Wuyou wandered around the venue like a fish swimming in his body, and soon went around to the backstage where the guards were more closely guarded.
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