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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-One You Still Said You Don't Know Martial Arts?

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds:

"Who are you?"

Xia Ren only said three words:

"foundation."

"Bang!"

The sound of the cup falling on the floor came from the upper floor. The sound was extremely weak and the ears of ordinary people could not catch it, but Xia Ren, who has the ability to sense the second level of perception, could.

He has such a big reaction to the three words "Foundation" and it seems that he is looking for the right person.

He turned his head, his eyes fixed on the stairs leading to the second floor, and strode over.

The strong man who was slapped by him just now was still lying in the fragments of the coffee table, with blood constantly gushing out of his mouth and nose. He was already unconscious and no one dared to come forward to stop him for a while.

But Qin Yun and the others were not so intimidating. They were all women and looked weak. As for Niu Changshou and the real estate agent, they hid directly behind the woman.

Several strong men looked at them with their eyes gradually becoming fierce.

Lily held Qin Yun's hand and looked up at her.

Qin Yun silently said to her head: "It's okay."

It's okay, it just doesn't mean that Lily doesn't need to do it.

To be honest, Qin Yun's actions were to protect those strong men. From Xia Ren's mouth, she knew that Xiu Ges was cruel, and the reason why Lily looked so harmless was completely the result of her careful training. If Lily was asked to take action, these people would probably disappear from the world forever.

This disappearance is in various senses.

But in the eyes of the opposite side, this scene was obviously a sign of the child's fear.

The bald strong man in the lead sneered, twisted his neck and walked over with great strides.

"No matter who you are, you dare to go here and have no good results today."

juice?

Lu Yi, who had been in a daze, finally turned her attention to the people in front of her, not sure whether the other party was going to buy something from her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The real estate agent shook his head helplessly and walked to the front.

Xia Ren must have discovered something and didn't know what to do, but when he was away, he couldn't let her woman make any mistakes.

Niu Changshou hesitated for a moment, walked to the front and blocked Qin Yun and the others.

"Go up, get them done."

The bald strong man in the lead looked fierce, but he was also a little brainy, knowing to let his subordinates try it first.

A big fat man in black short-sleeved roared and rushed straight towards Niu Changshou. It seemed that he was planning to use his physical advantages to crush him directly.

He was extremely burly and weighed at least three or four hundred pounds. He was like a bull, and the floor was vibrating when he ran over.

No matter how you look at it, the real estate agent is the absolutely weak party and it is impossible to resist the other party.

He had no intention of resisting it, but calmly took out a small white bottle of spray from his pocket, with the foundation logo printed on it.

The fat man also saw his movements, and showed a disdainful expression on his face. Then he turned his head and covered his side face with one hand, without any intention of stopping.

So what if it is anti-wolf spray? Just turn it over.

Seeing this, the real estate agent sighed and pointed the spray at the air in front of him.

"Sher—"

A mist sprayed out, colorless and odorless, and it seemed to have no deterrent effect at all.

But what no one expected was that after entering the coverage of the water mist, the fat man's legs became weak and he was about to fall down.

With his inertia, he ran forward two steps. The real estate agent turned his body and moved out of position, allowing his huge body to lie heavily on the floor with a "thump" sound, and he couldn't get up again.

On the other hand, while the fat man came to the real estate agency, a strong man in a plaid shirt also came to Niu Changshou.

Their methods are very direct, not so many fancy ones, and their daily exercises are all about knocking down the enemy in the shortest time.

The strong man in the plaid shirt obviously learned boxing, his steps were light and he didn't say a word, but when he walked to Niu Changshou, he suddenly suddenly rose up.

Bow, heavy shoulders, waist, and punched Niu Changshou with a strong force.

Niu Changshou's response is more direct

——That was that there was no response. He stood there motionless, looking like he was frightened.

Seeing this, the strong man in the plaid shirt couldn't help but retract some force, fearing that he would be killed by a punch.

It turns out that his kindness saved him.

The fist and Niu Changshou's face were in contact with each other, but there was no bloody scene of the expected flying teeth.

But no one could deny that this punch still had a significant effect.

The sound of metal hitting came out, and Niu Changshou's head was beaten by the punch two centimeters!

"ah--"

A shrill scream sounded, but no one expected that the one who made the scream was the strong man in the plaid shirt of the attacker.

He felt that he was not hammering on a person's body, but on a large iron block with edges and angularities. The moment he touched, an unbearable severe pain came from his hands.

He raised his trembling arm and found that his finger joints were twisting at a terrifying angle, and his palm seemed to have lost its support, shaking left and right with his movements.

His finger bones and metacarpal bones were all broken under the huge reaction force of the punch just now.

At the same time, the fat man who was acting with him on the other side just fell to the ground.

Niu Changshou and the real estate agent looked at each other.

The real estate agent's vision shifted, and he looked at the strong man in a plaid shirt who was still covering his hands and screaming. He smashed his lips and said, "You still said you don't know how to do martial arts?"

In response to this, Niu Changshou could only shruggle and signal that he was just being beaten, with an innocent expression.

There are only two men on their side, and there are eight on the strong man's side. Although three were lost, there are still five, and they still have the advantage in terms of numbers.

However, the atmosphere on the field has undergone tremendous changes, and the form has changed instantly.

The bald strong man in the lead couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his smooth head. Several of his subordinates were eager to try, but had already taken a few steps ahead, but seeing that his companions were dealt with by the other party so easily, the few paused and silently retreated behind the boss.

"You cowards! Are you scared?"

The bald man angrily scolded his subordinates:

"Why don't you apologize to the other party quickly!"

...

...

Xia Ren didn't care what happened downstairs. He had already walked up the stairs and arrived at the 29th floor.

"Who are you!"

This is also a hall, but the decoration style is much more serious and full of low-key and luxurious atmosphere.

Xia Ren raised his head and looked at the person talking.

The other party is a middle-aged man in a suit, with a big back and walking on the street, you can tell that this is a successful person by just looking at it.

However, this successful person's clothes were a little disheveled at this time, and he didn't have time to button up the shirt on his chest.

On the sofa next to him, there was a more disheveled young man, probably scared by the man's reaction. The young man curled up in a corner of the sofa with a scared face.

"who I am?"

Xia Ren walked over step by step: "We were downstairs just now, haven't we said hello?"

"It's you!"

Hearing this sentence, the middle-aged man was extremely excited, "I warn you not to come over!"

Xia Ren ignored his threat and continued to move forward.

The middle-aged man ran to the cabinet next to him in panic, opened the drawer, took out a pistol from it, and pointed it at Xia Ren: "If you come over again, I will shoot!"

"ah--"

Xia Ren had no reaction, but the young man on the sofa screamed in fear, ran to the sofa with his bare butt and hid.

“Holding a gun is illegal.”

Xia Ren still approached the other party indifferently.

"Bang!"

A gunshot.

Xia Ren's clothes on his chest were torn a hole.

His steps finally paused and he lowered his head.

The wound was bleeding, and a yellow warhead was embedded in his skin.

Since the last time he sealed the ghoul cub Zhang Xiang, he has gained the ability to be tough, and his body's skin has become much stronger, but he still has some surprise that he cannot even penetrate the bullets.

Then the effect of rootless water was activated, and the wound quickly squirmed, squeezed the bullet out and fell to the floor.

Xia Ren raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man frowned, with a little dissatisfied tone:

"You've hurt me."
Chapter completed!
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