Chu Zheng also withdrew his eyes and looked warily at the woman in front of him.

Although he always knew that the women around Yin Shaolong were not vases, and that Ye Ting was a master at a young age, he did not expect that he still underestimated her.

"Ha --" Ye Ting directly rushed up, in the narrow room seems to be unaffected.

One leg is lifted over the head and kicks directly at Chu Zheng's neck. Chu Zheng immediately sidesteps her head and grabs her legs to try to pull her up and down.

Ye Ting jumps up quickly, and her other leg kicks at Chu Zheng's head again.

Chu Zheng grabs her leg and flips it vigorously. Ye Ting's whole body rolls up in the air because of this force, and then she doesn't wait for her landing to release her hand again.

Two people in the room full standoff for more than ten minutes, many tables and tea table utensils have fallen to the ground, a mess.

But the two still can not distinguish between the victory and defeat, the air began to diffuse a faint smell of blood.

The battle came to an end again. The two men were two meters apart. They were alert and were recovering rapidly.

The sweat on the forehead slid down his cheek and hit the floor heavily, like a drop of water dripping into the spring, making a tick sound.

Ye Ting breathes heavily and stares at the Chu Zheng in front of her in silence.

She also looked down on the man. He didn't know how to kill people as he thought. Although he was not as good as himself, he was not a layman in the end. It was very difficult for him to join hands.

After a short fight, the two of them have a rough estimate of each other's hand. Even if they are in a standoff for an hour, they won't get any results. If they really want to win or lose, they can only consume a little bit. To see who consumes all the strength of each other, who can stand up and kill the other.

At the moment, Chu Zheng, who had always been gentle, looked a little ugly.

After all, even if he thinks highly of Ye Ting, he is actually a man, but now he is tied with a woman. It is a shame for him. Once he realizes this, Chu Zheng's face doesn't get better.

Both of them are willing to accept defeat. After a short pause of about 30 seconds, Ye Ting rushes forward again. It seems that she must make a difference today.

Naturally, Chu Zheng would not shrink back and fight again immediately.

In the silent room of only a few tens of seconds, there was a fight again.

Just before long, a burst of mobile phone ring broke the voice of the fight, Ye Ting's eyebrows twisted into a ball.

It's her phone. It must be Jin Yuwei that bitch again. No, no more war. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will go wrong!

A phone call, will ye ting from the state of madness pulled back a bit of reason, and then and Chu Zheng fight, it is obvious that there are several different ideas.

At the same time, Ye Ting pulls out the dagger in the back of her waist and throws it towards the Ye Fei on the bed!

Chu Zheng's pupil shrinks suddenly, and in spite of Ye Ting's kicking foot again, he turns and pours at Ye Fei on the bed. He is especially worried that the flying dagger will hurt her.

Ye Ting takes advantage of this opportunity to change the situation in an instant, kicking heavily behind Chu Zheng's neck. Chu Zheng stumbles and kneels on the edge of the bed. However, before the dagger falls on Ye Fei, she firmly holds it in her hand.