Sweat flowed into the eyes.

When he closed his eyes and wanted to squeeze out the sweat in his eyes, his body flew up again.

It's like floating in the clouds, Qiao Feng is really like the wind.

After rolling in the air, he gritted his teeth and tried hard to adjust his body. Finally, he barely fell back to the ground and supported it with his feet.

His hands were clenched into fists.

But inside his fist, he had already been soaked by his sweat.

He gasped heavily and opened his mouth hard, trying to expand his lungs.

But before he could breathe, one hand was pressed on his abdomen very quickly, and then...

bump--!

His hand pressed his stomach, pushed his body, which was more than 100 kilograms, and directly hit the wall behind him.

Accompanied by a roar on the wall, Qiao Feng's mouth, which had been patient, opened. The breakfast in his stomach was also vomited out at this moment, accompanied by the stomach acid.

"Woo...woo..."

He pressed his abdomen and took it back.

The owner of this hand stood silently back to the center of the venue.

His expression was cold, and his face, which had no nose or ears, looked extremely terrifying, seemed to be a skeleton monster crawling out of hell. A pair of black eyes were embedded in this terrifying face, looking silently at Qiao Feng who was lying on the ground and vomiting constantly.

"Oh my god~~Princess, you are too strict with puppies? No matter what, he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he has received so much high-intensity exercise at once. How could he digest them all at once?"

This is an abandoned underground parking lot. On one side of the parking lot, a long-haired girl who looks very cute and is only fifteen or sixteen years old is making a delicate sound.

She stood there next to her, and the blond girl with a silent face said coquettishly—

"What if the puppy is directly crippled? Princess, let him take a break?"

The princess still didn't answer.

She just continued to look at Qiao Feng who was coughing loudly, looking very weak.

"Girl" Lin Huiyang saw that she could not speak the princess no matter how hard she said, so she could only shrugged. Then, she gathered her hands in front of her mouth and loudly supported Qiao Feng over there: "Come on! Puppy! People can only help you so much! Don't lose to the monster "Ghost Face"! Remember to exert your strength. Don't forget that they have always supported you here~~!"

Zhu Bo, the "ghost face" in the center of the venue, slowly turned his head and glanced at Lin Huiyang. Then, his eyes looked at Qiao Feng in front of him again, slowly stretched out his huge palm, and made a move towards him.

"Your power is very strong. When you fight head-on, even I am not your opponent. This is your talent."

A calm voice came from that terrible face. But Qiao Feng was still coughing violently there, and I don’t know if he could still hear these.

"But purely using power cannot allow you to defeat the enemy. Since the princess has entrusted me to be your teacher, I will teach you how useless the fights of you gangsters are. Protecting the princess is not just a brute force."

"Cough...cough...yes!"

"Very good. Now, stand up. Keep going."

“Huh………Yes!”

The demon dog stood up again after spitting out a lot of sour and smelly things.

He clenched his fists and raised his head, and his eyes once again became synonymous with ferocity and cruelty.

He cracked his mouth, just like a mad dog was about to pounce on his prey, baring his teeth slightly. Then! That almost violent aura flashed in his eyes again! He roared, and directly raised his fist and rushed towards Zhu Bo!

Zhu Bo's huge body arched slightly. When he bent down, he was actually a little shorter than Qiao Feng. When the demon dog rushed to him again and was about to wave the fist in his hand, the killer with a terrifying face took a very accurate step, and his clenched fist passed through the iron fist he swung, accurately hitting his abdomen.

On the field, Qiao Feng... covered his stomach again and knelt on the ground.

The ferocity in his eyes was driven away by the pain, and he lay on the ground and kept twitching.

The princess next to her looked at her dog, couldn't help but shook her head gently, and said, "Did I tell you to stop?"

Zhu Bo raised his head, and after glanced at the princess's stern look, he nodded silently: "I understand, princess."

Afterwards, he raised his feet and stepped on Qiao Feng's back hard.

"ah------!!!"

The screams of pain resounded throughout the underground parking lot.

The princess turned her head and no longer watched the one-sided beating, but walked towards the two chairs behind her with a slight disappointment.

She sat down on one of the chairs, exhaled and rested.

After a few seconds, she opened her eyes again, turned her head, and looked at the girl sitting on another chair... looking at her.

This girl who looks only eleven or twelve years old, but should be fifteen or sixteen years old and the same age as her sits on that chair like this.

Her body was small, with long black hair scattered very beautifully on both sides.

The black one-piece lace dress is very compatible with her long black hair, but her skin looks pale and has no blood at all.

At this moment, she was holding an apple in her hand and was slowly gnawing.

The pair of ink blue pupils looked at Qiao Feng who escaped from Zhu Bo's control like dementia, and stood up again to fight back. However, there was no concern or concern in his eyes.

"Aren't you worried that the demon dog will be killed? ...... Also, do you know, what organization we are?"

The princess smiled and asked a question.

Xia Yu, who was biting the apple with difficulty, put down the apple, looked at the blonde princess with a smile, and said, "Woo, Afeng, Liuying will join. That, right."

Her words seemed a little incoherent.

Agesia...

I don’t know if I got this disease or it was a blessing or misfortune for this little girl.

The princess shook her head and stopped asking. She continued to lean on the chair and looked at the training in front. Xia Yu next to her also picked up the apple in her hand again and nibbled it in small mouthfuls. However, her eyes never left Qiao Feng's figure for a moment, staring at her tightly.

On this side, Zhu Bo pinched his fists and exhaled.

He looked at Qiao Feng who stood up again with difficulty and said coldly: "If you want to die, there are many methods in this world. But if you don't want to die, there will be many methods. But I hope you remember that in this world, there will always be more methods of killing than self-protection. Your hands are already stained with blood. If you still act so naive, you will die very quickly."

Qiao Feng coughed again.

He raised his hand, wiped the filth at the corner of his mouth, glanced at it, and wiped it on his pants.

The magic dog glanced at the tall giant man in front of him for a while. After a while, he finally stood up and took a deep breath...

Spit out.

Then the figure stabbed directly at Zhu Bo with the sudden sound of steps!

Zhu Bo was stunned, as if surprised by the speed of the magic dog's sudden rise! But he did not lose the calm that a killer should have. When Qiao Feng rushed to him, he rushed to the side, and raised his foot and slammed at the mad dog that was rushing towards him!

Qiao Feng didn't seem to have expected that Zhu Bo, who had always used his fists, would suddenly move! In a panic, he immediately stopped and raised his hands to block the kick. But the next moment, Zhu Bo had already arrived behind him very quickly, and grabbed Qiao Feng's chin from behind with one hand and pulled it back! At the same time, he raised his knee and directly hit his spine!

"Ah! Don't mess him up!"

Lin Huiyang's worried and anxious voice sounded.

But her voice was a step slower. The moment Qiao Feng was held on his chin, his hands moved directly behind him, blocking Zhu Bo's knee bump! After that, his feet were slightly lowered, and his whole body immediately flipped up, and his feet kicked directly at Zhu Bo's face!

Zhu Bo had to let go of his hand pressing Qiao Feng's chin and raised it to block it. Qiao Feng supported the ground with both hands, and immediately rebounded and stood firm again. He didn't even look at it, and he kicked behind him! After Zhu Bo raised his knee to block his kick, the fist, which was like an iron hammer, pressed up again! Qiao Feng seemed to be waiting for this moment, turned around and his clenched fist directly aimed at Zhu Bo's fist and slammed it head-on!

bump--------!!!

The fist hit and made a muffled sound.

The two of them bounced away separately, and Qiao Feng was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, his tone still seemed to be too relaxed. When he stood firm and raised his head to find Zhu Bo's shadow...

A pair of arms, like iron pliers, had already come around from behind, and tightly locked his throat.

"Woo...!Woo......!!!"

Zhu Bo kicked Qiao Feng's knees, making him kneel down. At the same time, he pressed his legs and pulled his upper body back, leaving Qiao Feng unable to exert force. The arms tightened to his neck, tightly, without any room for breaking free...

"You have a lot of strength, but you don't know how to use it."

Qiao Feng struggled under his arm.

Xia Yu in the distance continued to eat the apple in his hand in small mouthfuls.

"If you fight with those gangsters who don't know how to fight, you will naturally gain the upper hand if you are strong."
Chapter completed!