When the emperor was angry, corpses were everywhere.
When the Grand Master gets angry, wolves howl and ghosts cry.
Bao Twelve was so angry at Fang Yan that his heart and liver were broken.
You can call me a great man, you can praise my extraordinary temperament, you can say that I am heroic, elegant, romantic, and beautiful like a fairy, or you can just accept that I have a more individual and masculine look ----- what do you mean when you say I'm cute
I am the master, the king of Xingyi. Isn't it an insult for you to say that I am cute
Roar----
The tiger roared and Bao Twelve's head slammed towards Fang Yan.
He clenched his fists and punched Fang Yan's arm that was pressing on his head.
whoosh!
Fang Yan stopped and attacked again.
His arm was still on Bao Twelve's head, preventing him from hitting him. However, Bao Twelve's double fist attack missed instantly.
Bomb again!
Failed again.
Bomb again!
Still failed.
No matter how Bao Twelve attacked, Fang Yan was able to dodge one step ahead, and his big hand was still pressing on Bao Twelve's face as always.
It's like it's sucked in.
Tai Chi's sticky secret, if I don't let go, even gods and ghosts can't save me.
Bao Twelve raised his head and looked at Fang Yan, his face purple and his eyes piercing: "How can you be called a hero if you dodge and evade? Do you dare to fight me with three punches?"
How can you be considered a hero if you dodge and evade
Fang Yan thought about it seriously and realized that the hero had been dodging when fighting against him.
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped Bao Twelve on the face.
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped Bao Twelve on the face again.
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped Bao Twelve’s face for the third time.
After the three slaps, Fang Yan took two steps back, looked at Bao Twelve and said, "I dare to slap you three times in broad daylight."
Tai Chi emphasizes using softness to overcome hardness. What do you mean by asking me to fight you with fists? When you were beating me just now, I asked you to compete with me in tongue twisters, but you must have disagreed, right
Fang Yan hated this kind of self-righteous idiot the most. Everything had to be done according to his ideas, and if it didn't go as he wanted, it would prove that you were shameless and a scoundrel.
"Damn it." Bao Twelve was almost mad with rage. The humiliation he had endured in the first half of his life combined was not as much as what he had to endure today.
His body started running like a wild horse.
Tiger-----
A punch hit Fang Yan's chest.
Fang Yan stood still and punched out at the same time.
Snapped!
Bao Twelve's body flew backwards, knocking over countless stone tables and wooden chairs.
The sound of crackling was endless, and wherever Bao Twelve passed, it was as if there had been a severe typhoon.
A smooth road appeared, and the tables and chairs were completely cleared away by Bao Twelve's body.
Bao Twelve stood up and rushed towards Fang Yan again, throwing another powerful punch.
Fang Yan took a step forward and punched again.
The fists bumped again.
Snapped!
Bao Twelve was once again blown away by Fang Yan, his body knocked down the hotel railing, and the whole hotel began to shake.
Screams and exclamations rang out one after another. The hotel guests who were eager to watch the fun ignored etiquette and ran outside when their lives were threatened, covering their heads.
Bao Twelve climbed up again!
His clothes were tattered, like a beggar on the overpass.
There was blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he was seriously injured but not dead.
Bao Twelve took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Then he rolled up the blood-stained handkerchief and carefully put it in his pocket.
Bao Twelve looked at Fang Yan with bloodshot eyes and said, "I've fought 116 times, won 110, lost three and tied three, but never got hurt. You're the first person to make me bleed."
Fang Yan looked at him sarcastically and said, "Even if I'm the first man to make you bleed -- do you still want me to be responsible for you?"
"Sharp-tongued."
"Then tell me, do you feel uncomfortable after hearing these words?"
"Uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable." Bao Twelve said very frankly. Fang Yan's words were not harsh, but every word made people feel suffocated. The suffocation multiplied geometrically, and finally the quantitative change led to a qualitative change, making people feel as if their bodies were exploding.
He knew he lost.
I came here originally to disturb his mind, but I didn't expect that my mind would be disturbed by him first.
"So, please take my punch again."
Fang Yan's eyes were slightly cold, and he stood there waiting quietly.
Bao Twelve exhaled deeply, raised his hands slowly, and clenched them into fists carefully and reluctantly as if they were a handful of glass shards.
The skin on the back of Bao Twelve's hand turned a fiery red, as if it was about to burn.
The internal energy is released outwards, and because the energy is too violent and leaks out too quickly, it causes the skin to change color.
Bao Twelve has been practicing hard for decades, and his energy is indeed powerful and strong.
"drink-----"
Bao Twelve roared and rushed towards Fang Yan again.
Fang Yan moved.
His body was like a dragon, and he rushed towards Bao Twelve with one fist.
call-----
The fists collided, but there was no sound of explosion.
The punch that Bao Twelve threw with all his strength was like hitting cotton, making him feel suffocated and depressed.
At this moment, an irresistible force surged over him and rushed towards his fist before his old strength was gone and his new strength was generated.
boom----
Bao Twelve's body flew backwards for the third time.
Fang Yan tiptoed and quickly chased after him.
Bang----
Bao Twelve's back hit the decorative rockery in the corner of the restaurant. The rockery shook and stones of all sizes fell off.
His body knocked a human-shaped hole into the stone mountain, and his body was tightly pressed into the hole. From a distance, it looked like a carved "大" character.
Snapped!
Fang Yan landed on the ground with both feet and reached out to grab Bao Twelve's throat.
"You win." Bao Twelve vomited a mouthful of blood and said to Fang Yan.
Fang Yan exerted a little force with his right hand, making it more difficult for Bao Twelve to speak.
"I'm convinced." Bao Twelve said resignedly. "Let's do it."
Behind the general, a man wearing sunglasses and holding a bamboo pole was about to rush forward to save someone.
"Let him kill him." General Ling felt the movement behind him and said lightly.
Everyone was cold.
Liu Qingming tried hard not to look into Jiang Junling's eyes, and his gaze never left Fang Yan.
Fang Yan's anger was rising, and the hand that was pinching Bao Twelve's throat was trembling slightly.
he is very angry.
He wants to kill someone.
I want to wipe out all these despicable people from the earth.
Everyone was waiting, waiting for him to twist Bao Twelve's head off with all his strength.
The atmosphere was so eerie that you could hear a pin drop throughout the hotel.
Fang Yan could hear his own rapid heartbeat and see his blood about to boil.
My heart is about to jump out of my chest and my blood is about to burst out of my blood vessels.
Suddenly, Fang Yan grinned.
He released Bao Twelve's throat, patted the dust off Bao Twelve's body with his hands, and said with a smile: "Teacher Bao, are you okay?"
thump!
Bao Twelve's eyes went dark, he could no longer hold on, and his body collapsed to the ground.
Some people breathed a sigh of relief, while others sighed with regret.
General Ling pulled a chair and sat opposite Qin Yitian. He looked at her gently and said, "Three years ago, we found this abyss together. It was my first time here, and it was also your first time here."
Qin Yitian played with the fork in his hand and didn't say anything.
"That day was your birthday, and we opened a bottle of red wine. You were underage, so you only had one glass. I drank the remaining half of the bottle."
Qin Yitian still didn't say anything, just like a playful child playing with the toys in his hands.
"The wine tastes good, and we are in a good mood. You said you would bring someone special with you - I have been waiting for this, and I am really curious. I wonder what kind of person you would bring with you."
"Three years have passed, your birthday has come again, and I have met the people you brought with you-----"
The general waved his hand, and Liu Qingming immediately took a wine glass for him from the next table.
General Ling picked up the bottle and poured himself a glass of red wine, raised his glass to Qin Yitian, and said, "Happy birthday."
Puff!
Qin Yitian chuckled. His smile was bright, but not brilliant, like the nameless red and white flowers all over the ten-foot-long mountain.
She looked up at the general order and said, "That idiot guy who came to ask me to give up my seat is your man?"
"My people are not that stupid."
"The guy who was knocked away by Fang Yan is your man?"
"It's a bit embarrassing to say the least. I expected too much from him."
"General Ling, do you think it makes sense to do this?" Qin Yitian asked General Ling.
Jiangjun Ling tapped his fingers on the table and said, "This is the restaurant we came to together----"
"Yes."
"Although I haven't said it frankly, I came to Huacheng to celebrate your birthday-----this is what everyone wants to see. People in Yanjing are watching, many people are watching."
"I see."
"Now you can understand my feelings, right?" The general said gently, as if it was a matter of course, "It's really uncomfortable to have another man sitting in the restaurant we found together to celebrate your birthday with you."
"So, you ruined all my efforts and mood today?"
The general flicked the glass in his hand with his fingers and said, "I'm toasting to you a happy birthday."
Qin Yitian smiled and looked at the general without saying anything else.
"Three-----" the general ordered.
"Two------" the general said.
"What are you counting?" Qin Yitian asked.
As she spoke, she had already raised the fork and stabbed it towards General Ling's eyes.
clang!
The general raised his arm and used the glass wine glass in his hand to block the fork that Qin Yitian was stabbing at him.
General Ling looked at Qin Yitian and said, "I'm counting the time you spend stabbing me - sometimes I really hope I'm wrong, so I won't be so sad."
(PS: Can I ask for a ticket? No matter if it’s a red ticket or a monthly ticket, if others don’t want it, you can give it to me.) (To be continued)