No one dared to give Qin Yitian twelve sets of knives and forks.
When she only had one set of knives and forks, she used that knife to pierce the palm of a burly man. If she was given twelve sets of knives and forks-----do you think others are stupid? Who would be willing to extend their palm to you to play the piercing game
The knife was still stuck in the back of his hand, with the blade protruding from his palm.
The blood flowed rapidly, soon dyeing the white shirt of the man in black red.
He covered his palm and howled, his body trembling with pain, but the look he gave Qin Yitian was full of hatred and fear.
He swore on his own character and his first love that this girl was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
But why are they so ferocious and cruel
Wu Yiwei was also confused.
What on earth is going on tonight? What kind of monsters are coming here
When Qin Yitian came, she was in charge of receiving him. When she saw Qin Yitian, she felt instantly amazed. At that time, she secretly compared the two of them in all aspects. In terms of appearance, temperament, and aura, the other party was far ahead of her.
Fortunately, her breasts were firm and full, which helped her regain some confidence as a woman. It is reasonable to say that a little bit of breast flesh is worth a hundred thousand gold.
This girl who was so charming and beautiful in her eyes, pierced someone's palm with a knife and smiled calmly while shouting to bring twelve more knives and forks - she took people's heads while chatting and laughing. This is probably the kind of person she is talking about, right
The general frowned slightly, turned to look at Liu Qingming, and asked, "Who does that idiot belong to?"
Liu Qingming didn't know why the general was angry, so he quickly explained, "It might be Zhang Lin's people----I saw him get out of Zhang Lin's car. He saw Zhang Lin being bullied and insulted by that guy, so he wanted to catch that girl and threaten her to surrender. That girl-----"
Seeing the gentle look that General Ling gave the girl, Liu Qingming chuckled and said, "She has quite a personality."
"Is it just her personality?" General Ling had a meaningful smile on his face. "If that's the case, does she deserve Qin Yitian's words that an adopted daughter must be hers?"
"Qin Yitian?" Liu Qingming's expression froze. "Qin Yitian from the Qin family?"
Perhaps his brother Liu Shu, who was badly injured and disfigured, knew more, but that did not prevent Liu Qingming from knowing some secrets of that level from his own network of contacts and friends.
To have a son, one must obey the general’s order; to adopt a daughter, one must be Qin Yitian.
The comment by Song Chayang, the Taoist idiot known as "the best physiognomist of all time", pushed the two men to the forefront, attracting countless eyeballs and overt and covert jealous attacks.
However, this also proves from the side that the two are indeed first-class young talents.
The general order is the general order in front of us, Qin Yitian --- is the beautiful woman standing on the edge of the cliff with a calm smile and a killer move? Isn't it said that she is still a child? Is the rumor wrong
"Qin Yitian from the Qin family." General Ling said. "Why? Do you regret it?"
"If possible, who would want to provoke the Qin family for no reason?" Liu Qingming thought to himself.
However, he couldn't say such words, at least not in front of the man in front of him.
He looked at the general with a determined look and said, "Young Master, do you want me to give it a try?"
He was willing to prove with his actions that he was firmly on the side of the general. This was destined a long time ago.
Changing one's ways is like betrayal. For these big families, betrayal is a very shameful thing. They will crush it into mud by any means necessary.
"No need." The general said calmly. "She is my friend."
"------"
Liu Qingming didn't understand. Since they were friends, why did he send his ace bodyguard, Master Long Bao Twelve, to cause trouble
Master Long Bao Shier, the king of Xingyi, a master of internal martial arts, is known as the first person in Xinyi after Yue Fei, the founder of Xingyiquan.
Xingyi style is hard hitting and hard attacking, almost like lightning and thunder. Bao Twelve has a violent personality, and countless masters have been defeated by him. Moreover, the losers are either dead or injured, and few can pick up fists and feet again.
A few years ago, he fought with the national teacher Li Zonghao in Yanjing and disappeared miraculously. Everyone thought that Bao Twelve was defeated by Li Zonghao and had no face to walk the rivers and lakes again.
Unexpectedly, Liu Qingming saw his true form in Huacheng this time. He no longer had the identity of Xingyi Grandmaster, but became a personal bodyguard beside General Ling, using the alias "Mr. Bao".
As if he had seen through Liu Qingming's thoughts, the general looked at Fang Yan with a sharp gaze and said, "He is not."
He is not a friend, so he is fighting against me. Is this the logic of the general's order
The general's orders were brutal, and Bao Twelve was even more brutal.
Because of Fang Yan's question "A great master is serving others like a dog", this became one of the reasons why Bao Twelve wanted to kill Fang Yan.
Bao Twelve looked at Fang Yan coldly and said, "You are so young, but you have achieved extraordinary accomplishments. Today, let me learn about your magical powers. A young hero will surely be admired by others. What I am most willing to do is to kill miracles."
His hands clenched into fists, and his finger bones crackled.
His body swayed, and the entire backbone of his body began to vibrate with crackling sounds.
His eyes were wide open and his mouth was tightly closed. The flesh holes on both sides of his cheeks were originally dry, but at this moment they suddenly swelled up, like a frog holding its breath.
Wrinkles appeared on the forehead, with two horizontal lines and one vertical line forming a clear "gan" character.
However, with Fang Yan's eyesight and knowledge, he knew that this word was not "干", but "王". The "王" on the tiger's forehead.
Fang Yan was greatly shocked. Someone actually achieved the highest level of Xingyiquan, Dragon-Tiger Fighting
His body is like a swimming dragon and his face is like a fierce tiger.
If the last horizontal line is filled in, Bao Twelve will have the power of the Dragon God and the Tiger King. He will rise like the wind and fall like an arrow. He will be able to split mountains and rocks and take people's heads with thousands of troops.
Master!
This is the real master!
Fang Yan felt the danger. It was as if every inch of his skin, every piece of flesh, every hair on his body was coveted by someone, and he could face a fatal blow like a storm at any time.
Fang Yan tapped the ground with the tip of his left foot and gently lifted his right foot to draw a circle in the air.
call----
Bao Twelve's figure disappeared from the spot, and then appeared in front of Fang Yan at the same time as if by miracle.
The dragon soars into the ninth heaven and leaps a hundred thousand miles.
Bao Twelve's speed was too fast, giving people an illusion that his upper body rushed in front of Fang Yan, but his legs were still standing in the original position. A body was actually split into two halves by time and space.
Roar-----
He opened his mouth and roared like a tiger.
boom----
He punched Fang Yan on the head.
Straightforward and open-minded.
There were no feints or disguises, and the punches were fierce and powerful.
He was prepared to use the tough style of Xingyiquan to attack Fang Yan and take his life.
The fist hasn't arrived yet, but the force has hurt people.
Fang Yan's face felt hot and painful, as if someone was slapping him hard in the face.
The wind from the fist alone was enough to injure someone. If the fist hit someone, there was no doubt that Fang Yan's head would be smashed to pieces like a watermelon being hit by a hammer.
Fang Yan stood on one leg, and when Bao Twelve's heavy punch came at him, his toes shook as if he was not standing steadily.
Like catkins in the wind, like snow drifting in a storm, like a circular plan.
He handed his body over to nature and to Bao Twelve.
Wow-----
The heavy punch passed through Fang Yan's side face, but Bao Twelve's body slammed towards Fang Yan fiercely.
A top-level warrior can hurt people with flying flowers and leaves, let alone his own body that has been strengthened through hundreds of years of training.
Fang Yan's legs swung again, and his body followed suit. The leg raised in the air kept drawing circles. The body was a boat, and the legs were like oars that constantly corrected the boat's direction in the sea.
Let him be strong as he can, the breeze will caress the hills.
Let him be as arrogant as he wants, the bright moon shines on the river.
This is the general principle of Tai Chi, the supreme truth of using softness to overcome hardness.
Soft Tai Chi, using four ounces of force to fight against a thousand ounces of force.
whoosh!
Bao Twelve's short body passed by Fang Yan, and the two men brushed past each other.
Roar-----
Open your mouth and shout again.
Before he could turn around, he had already used his elbow to hit Fang Yan's heart, head, face and other seven vital parts.
Let go of his anger, then borrow his strength.
Fang Yan did not dodge this time.
His palm was like a knife, cutting towards Bao Twelve's back as fast as the wind.
"You've been fooled." Bao Twelve shouted coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
His arms suddenly stretched out and slammed towards Fang Yan's chest at a speed many times faster than before.
This is the real speed of the dragon, this is the real power of the tiger king.
The roar of tigers and dragons!
It possesses unpredictable speed and unparalleled strength.
It is devastating and extremely lethal.
Fang Yan landed on the ground with both feet and took a step forward.
Snapped!
He slapped Bao Twelve on the face and held down Bao Twelve's head as he rushed towards him.
Bao Twelve's violent body stopped instantly, and Bao Twelve's fists could not swing forward.
Because he was short, his arms were naturally not as slender as Fang Yan's. Fang Yan could hold his face, but he couldn't take out Fang Yan's heart.
It was like the giant was holding down the dwarf's head, and the dwarf could punch and kick but could not touch the giant's skin or the corner of his clothes.
Bao Twelve threw a punch, and Fang Yan punched him in the arm.
Bao Twelve kicked, and Fang Yan kicked him in the joint.
As soon as he made a move, Fang Yan blocked all his escape routes.
Then, a hilarious scene appeared.
Bao Twelve, a master of Xingyi, had his face pinched into a bun by Fang Yan, and then into a dumpling. Then Fang Yan tore it into Garfield, Mickey Mouse, and a frog.
Fang Yan's five fingers kept moving, looking at Bao Twelve and asked, "You are so cute, do your parents know?"
(PS: Today is the seventeenth birthday of Mengying, a very important relative of Lao Liu and our little loli of the Guards. I wish her a happy birthday. May every day of the next hundred years be as happy as today!!!) (To be continued)