? "Old bald donkey, you are looking for death..."

With a roar like thunder, Yasha suddenly made an attack from Abbot Dehui. The two of them started fighting, frightening the guests and the massage technicians around them to escape without any expression. The sofa was knocked away by the two of them from time to time, hitting some unlucky men or women, howling in pain, and the scene was in chaos.

Thanks to Wu Shuixian's cleverness, she quickly left the fight scene. She ran to the bar and hid behind the two young female staff members, looking over with worried eyes.

Qiu Yu and others were a little far away from the two people fighting and had not been harmed for the time being. He lowered his voice and ordered: "Shizuka, Nami, you two protect my girlfriend and avoid it first, find a relatively safe place to hide it. I will go there later."

Zhou Xiaolei hurriedly said, "No...I won't leave, I want to be with you."

Qiu Yu said unwillingly: "Of course, our reinforcements will arrive soon, there is no need to worry about me." As soon as he whispered, the Mutou sisters understood and quickly put Zhou Xiaolei on and around the other party with a blanket.

Qiu Yu had no worries after his girlfriend's departure. He reached out and pulled the blanket, covered himself and his feet, and pricked up his ears and listened quietly.

The hall was in a mess, with Yasha and Abbot Dehue both injured and did not perform their best in their kung fu. At present, it was in a state of magnitude and no one could win for the time being.

When the two were fighting, the boy's eyes searched around him. However, the lights were dim and there were people running everywhere. He couldn't see who was who was, which made him anxious. Made, if it weren't for the old monk suddenly causing trouble, maybe he had found that boy Qiu Yu, it would be blamed for this damn bald donkey. For a moment, he was so angry that he was brave and flew up to attack Abbot Dehui. He made up his mind to kill the other party first.

The three of them are all famous figures, and the difference in martial arts skills is not too great. The yaksha fist is fierce and has the courage of thousands of men. The violent child makes a nimble move and makes strange moves. The two of them cooperate perfectly.

Now that one fights two, Abbot Dehui is obviously unable to bear it. He attacks are becoming less and less, and he is in a defensive position. He is also forced to retreat step by step. His shoulders and stomach are hit by the enemy's fists and feet respectively. He is so painful that he sweats on his forehead and barely supports him.

As the three of them gradually approached, a little bit of gap appeared on the blanket on the sofa. Qiu Yu looked over, and Yuezhan's knife had already slid out of his sleeve, holding it in his hand, ready to launch a sharp attack.

On the other side of the bar, the two girls were already dumbfounded. Is that a fight? It was clearly a martial arts film. It was flying around like a wire hanging, which was too exaggerated.

Wu Shuixian also looked over nervously. She held her jade hands tightly, and her long nails were even deeply trapped in the flesh without feeling any pain. The so-called martial arts masters fight was too terrible and extremely destructive. Although she was worried, she could not do anything and could only secretly hope that the person she loved would show her power and severely defeat those two guys.

The shadow in the other corner was hidden in Zhou Xiaolei and others. She leaned against the wall, and the Muto sisters were protecting each other on both sides, and the three of them also looked at each other.

"Peng!"

Yasha punched Abbot Dehui's chest, causing the opponent to take three or four steps back and stagger.

"Yaah." The boy made a strange scream like a human being, and his body flew over. His hands launched a lightning attack like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, making Abbot Dehui, who was already unstable, was tired of dealing with it. He was a little slow to resist. His chest was poked by the fingertips of the short man and blood was flowing.

Abbot Dehui took two steps back and the pain came, causing the muscles on his face to twitch violently, feeling huge pressure. If he only dealt with one of Yasha and the Boy, there might be hope for victory, but if he fights against the two murderers at the same time, there will be only one ending, death.

Alas, it’s a pity that he is about to leave the world just after he tastes the taste of love! Abbot Dehui sighed in his heart. Of course, if he escapes, he can still save his life, but being a coward in front of his beloved woman would be better to let him die.

Fortunately, I finally found true love in my lifetime. Speaking of which, thanks to that boy Qiu Yu, otherwise I would have been immersed in my bitter love for Miaoyu and could not extricate myself. Thinking of this, Abbot Dehui became relieved, and he turned his head to look at Wu Shuixian involuntarily.

Wu Shuixian was worried, afraid that her lover would have an accident, so she hurriedly said, "Honey, don't fight them, let's resolve the problem peacefully."

Silly woman, those two guys are cruel and ruthless and will not let go of any enemy. At present, they can only fight for life and death, and there is no other solution. Abbot Dehui smiled and shook his head, quickly turned his head. His eyes flashed with a look of death and shouted, "Master Buddha saved you to the West."

When Yasha saw Zhuang laughing wildly, he roared, "Old bald donkey, go to die." He jumped over and prepared to launch a heavy blow to knock the old monk to the ground.

The sofa on the left in front was in trouble. He kicked it out and kicked it out, but the blanket on it rushed towards him in a strange way. Then, a sharp blade penetrated the blanket and stabbed Yasha's chest, causing him to howl, and blood spurted out from his mouth and retreated.

In an instant, everyone onlookers were stunned. A blanket fell, a figure emerged from inside, and said coldly: "Yasha, aren't you looking for me? I'm here to take the initiative to come to my door."

Wu Shuixian screamed, "Ah... it's Boss Qiu, you are here to eliminate harm for the people." Seeing Qiu Yu, she was ecstatic. This time, her husband was saved.

"You...you bastard..." Yasha said with difficulty, his body shaking, and blood rushing out of his wounds, looking shocking. Before he could finish his words, his strong body collapsed.

The unknown life and death of his companion made a little fear flash in the eyes of Bao Tong. He knew in his heart that he could not defeat Qiu Yu and Abbot Dehui, so it would be better to leave as soon as possible. So he ran towards the door.

"Baby, where are you running..." Now only the Raven boy is left with combat effectiveness, which greatly increases Abbot Dehui's confidence and quickly chases after him. The two of them ran out of the rest hall one after another.

Wu Shuixian shouted worriedly, "Honey, come back soon, don't chase after him, so as not to suffer a plot..."

This voice was better than anything else. Abbot Dehui quickly stopped and turned back, stood next to the bar, and said with emotion: "It's okay, I haven't enjoyed enough happiness yet, I won't go to the West so early."

Wu Shuixian hurriedly said, "This is thanks to Boss Qiu, otherwise the consequences will not be as good as that. Husband, let's go over quickly and thank Boss Qiu in person."
Chapter completed!