The battle between Xiao Lan and Cheng Wenyi began again.
After turning on the skills, although Xiao Lan could hurt Cheng Wenyi, Cheng Wenyi himself was very good at fighting. At this moment, his melee strength is still very strong, and this advantage cannot be the key to controlling the battle.
Now, the victory or defeat between the two has risen to a 50-50 mark.
Whether it is Xiao Lan or Cheng Wenyi, it is difficult for anyone to knock down the opponent in a short time.
After discovering that Xiao Lan could inflict damage on himself, Cheng Wenyi's offensive became more fierce. He rushed towards Xiao Lan, each punch was faster than before, and each leg was more unreserved than before.
Fortunately, Xiao Lan now has room to resist. He no longer blindly dodges, and also squeezed his fist to attack Written fiercely.
"Bang Bang" hits kept coming.
The two of them rushed to and fro in the conference room, their bodies constantly changing, all attacks and defenses were carried out in an instant, so fast that the onlookers could hardly see their movements.
And the already miserable environment around was once again tortured. The tables and chairs were no longer intact, and even large pieces of debris could not survive. The entire office looked like it had been guided or bombed. I can't see the original look at all.
Soon, both sides suffered injuries of varying degrees.
There were blood stains on the corners of Xiao Lan's mouth, and scars on his face that were scratched by gravel. He moved his shoulder and received a written punch there just now. Although he tried to remove his strength, he still feels a little bit when he moves. Stagnant.
Cheng Wenyi's face still looks intact, but a few buttons on his shirt are missing, and his neckline is slightly open. You can vaguely see the brutal punch Xiao Lan left behind on his chest, and that punch is merciless. , Almost broke his bones, and there were a lot of scars on his arms.
The movement of the two fighting against each other caused the ceiling downstairs to vibrate constantly, and the top lights shook, making the light in the hall a little unstable.
The players waiting in the lobby were staring at the ceiling above their heads with astonishment. With such a movement, they couldn't help worrying that they might suddenly fall from above.
It’s good that the matched teammates are great, but the fights between great teammates are not so wonderful.
Huabei's voice was a little dry: "He, are they doing demolition and demolition on it?"
Hu Zhai rubbed his chubby hands: "It won't really be demolished..."
As if to respond to the imagination of the two of them, with a "bang-", a fist forcibly pierced the ceiling above their heads, and the dust and debris fell one after another, hitting the floor with a crisp sound.
Hu Zhai, who wanted to talk right below, couldn't avoid it, and his face was covered with dust, even his mouth.
Then, Hu Zhai saw the hole in the ceiling, retracted the fist, and then Xiao Lan's face appeared.
"Oh, good evening." Xiao Lan also saw him, and said hello to him very emotionally.
Hu Zhai: "..."
This is the hardest good night he has ever seen in his life.
Xiao Lan got up again after saying that it was good evening and continued to enter the battle. From the hole in the ceiling, Hu Zhai could only see the silhouettes flashing by, which showed that the battle was still fierce.
"Bah, baah..." Hu Zhai hurriedly spit out the dust and scum that fell into his mouth. Although he was screaming and eating soil all day, the smell of concrete was really not good at all.
After a while, he stretched out his hand and patted the dust off his face. This person, if he was unlucky, the ceiling would collapse when he stood in place.
"I, let's push the gods and idols farther away." Huabei felt that according to this posture, the position of the idols is not safe at all.
If you drop a punch every day, according to this force, it is estimated that the idol will become scrap immediately. It is better to put such an important customs clearance item in a safe location.
Modan, who had been silent, came over: "I'll help."
"Yes, yes, I'm here too." Hu Zhai wiped his face and joined the team of pushing the gods.
When they got started, they discovered that the idol was made of no metal, it was huge and heavy. I don't know how Xiao Lan and Feiluo managed to carry this thing as fast as they could. If it weren't for the physique bonus of the intermediate players, I am afraid that the three of them would not be able to push this idol at all.
After a lot of effort, the three talents finally moved the idol to a safe corner.
Meanwhile, the fighting upstairs continued.
At this time, Xiao Lan and Cheng Wenyi both looked full of war spirits, their clothes were damaged to varying degrees, and new wounds were added to their bodies. Their muscles bulged as a result of the battle, and sweat flowed down their foreheads.
The eyes of the two locked on each other, like two beasts fighting each other on the grassland.
Xiao Lan paid attention to her skills, the remaining time was getting less and less, not only that, it was not long before 4:44.
You can't stay in a stalemate like this anymore.
Must fight quickly!
Xiao Lan quickly began to think about how to quickly resolve the issue.
Now both sides are fighting only relying on their own skills and fists, and there is no possibility of suddenly taking out a killer strike to win; Cheng Wenyi's combat experience is quite rich, and expecting the other party to make mistakes is no different from Xiao Lan's winning rate in buying lottery tickets.
Then... Only by attacking the key, the battle can be ended in a short time.
Xiao Lan thought, the key to Written One is—
Face.
In previous exchanges, Xiao Lan found that Cheng Wen was very concerned about her appearance.
It is even more obvious in battle.
In other parts of the body, if Wen Wen can't dodge the attack, he will choose to resist, only his face will be protected no matter what, most of the few punches Xiao Lan received on one arm of Wen Wen were bravely injured in the process of protecting his face. of.
Xiao Lan attacked again.
This time was different from the previous time when he aimed to knock down the opponent. He gave up attacking ordinary human vitals, and greeted Cheng Wenyi every time.
Cheng Wen raised his hand to block Xiao Lan's fist against his left cheek.
But soon, another fist hit the other half of his face.
Dodge again.
Then there was another punch on the other side, and the target was still his face.
…
After doing this several times, Cheng Wenyi's face changed: "Damn, don't you understand whether you hit someone or not?!!!"
Can such a handsome face be dealt with? ! ! !
Are you still human? !
But like a huge magnet on Cheng Wenyi’s face, every punch of Xiao Lan was swiped towards his face. Even if it was hit by Cheng Wenyi, Xiao Lan’s counterattack was still-hit Face, face, face, face again.
Soon, the battle between the two turned into a desperate fight between chasing and counter-slaps.
That scene... It really looks like two bear kids are punching each other.
Mu Yang watched the whole process: "..."
I want to pretend not to know them.
Luo who didn't understand why the situation suddenly developed like this: "..."
I really want to... No, I don't want to.
Finally, after making one or three punches, Xiao Lan seized the opportunity to raise his leg and trip him when he raised his hand to block his face and temporarily blocked his sight.
"Boom—" Cheng Wenyi fell to the ground.
His reaction was also extremely fast, and his muscles were tightened in a flash, ready to get up.
However, Xiao Lan had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, taking advantage of the moment Cheng Wenyi hadn't gotten up, she rushed to her knees and pressed the opponent's chest, making him unable to escape.
"Cough—" Cheng Wenyi didn't come up directly.
Then, the clenched fist slammed into Wenyi's face again.
Cheng Wenyi's previous posture was to get up, his hands were not on his head, and it was too late to return to defense at this moment. He could only watch Xiao Lan's fist attack his handsome face.
If you take this punch with your face forcibly, no matter how handsome your face is, as long as it is not made of a material with high enough hardness, it will definitely become a pig's head.
The critical juncture of life and death, a written article is an emergency and a life of wisdom—
"you win!!!"
Xiao Lan's fist stopped on the tip of Cheng Wenyi's nose, and the fist wind she brought up made Cheng Wenyi feel a strong wind blowing on his face, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead.
Very risky, he almost lost his handsome face.
In this situation, people can't help but compose a poem:
Fights can be defeated, and handsome faces cannot be broken.
The opponent is too rascal, it's really not mine.
Seeing Xiao Lan retracted his fist, Cheng Wenyi just breathed a sigh of relief.
"Really?" Xiao Lan asked.
"Cough—" Suddenly he couldn't help coughing, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Written hurriedly raised his hands to cover his face: "Fuck! Don't spray on my face!!"
Then he added: "Really."
Xiao Lan just smiled and got up, reached out and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, coughing up the blood and feeling much more comfortable.
Seeing the end of the battle, Mu Yang was about to pass the perfume as a stake to Luo, but found out where else was there by his side
At this time, Luo had already reached Xiao Lan's side quickly, stretched out his hand to support Xiao Lan who was panting, and at the same time, he didn't know where he took out a bottle of sports drink and handed it to Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan stretched out her hand to take it, and drank in one sip.
The feeling of replenishing water after exercise is really cool!
Cheng Wenyi also sat up, and looked at his little brother who was still far away, and Luo, who had already begun to wipe Xiao Lan's sweat next to him, and the two were smiling and saying something.
He instantly felt the gap between people.
What's the use of having money? I don't even have to drink a glass of water.
Seeing the fighting stopped at this time, Shirley cautiously jumped in from the doorway where there was nothing left, and came to Cheng Wenyi's side, rubbing his furry head against the back of Cheng Wenyi's hand, as if comforting. Him: "Miu~"
Fortunately, Shirley kicked up the cat in a moment of satisfaction.
But he obviously lost, but he didn't seem to be upset, completely different from his aggressive and provocative posture before.
Xiao Lan asked: "You did it on purpose before?"
"Killing you is not good for me. I would like to know what level Xiao Chengyan's son is." Cheng Wenyi moved his arm, Xiao Lan's fist was very heavy, and he almost lost half of his arm now. Feel it.
"But if you are actually useless and rely on him to get through..." Cheng Wen pointed to Luo next to Xiao Lan, "I will be very angry, and I will probably really kill you then."
Xiao Lan smiled nonchalantly: "Oh~ Then I have to thank myself for my efforts."
"You're good." Cheng Wenyi touched Shirley's chin and said, "When you become stronger, maybe we will have a chance to cooperate."
Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows: "You came to test me several times and caused so much trouble, and you still expect me to cooperate with you? Do I look like a fool?"
"It's a lack of sincerity." Cheng Wenyi said and found a very delicate-looking incense burner from the storage space: "The props from the high-end show, the incense burner dedicated to the royal family of the Hamar Dynasty 700 years ago, were worth 13 million. "
"I know that you have money-related things, and the high probability is skills. How about using this to show my sincerity? If I cooperate in the future, I will show more sincerity."
Xiao Lan decisively signaled Luo to take it: "Well, I have something to discuss."
In the face of poverty, there are no permanent friends and no permanent enemies.
Once again, I watched Mu Yang all the way, and asked Luo quietly, "Xiao Lan... Has he always been like this?"
Luo smiled: "Yes, he has always been so frank and cute."
Mu Yang: "..."
Don't lie to me just because I'm addicted to games and reading less!
And look at the power of that Wangbaquan, is he related to cuteness for half a dime
As soon as Cheng Wen stood up and looked at his dirty clothes, he felt a little disgusted. He said, "It's not here to talk, I have a safer place. After returning to the real world, I will send someone to contact you. Then, You can ask everything you want to know."
"Okay." Xiao Lan looked at the time after speaking, and there were still ten minutes before 4:44.
"Let's go, there is almost no time."
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