Chapter 10

Zhao Jianfeng is not a fool. He knows from Wei Kefan's eyes that this guy must be unhappy with him. At the time of eating in Jinling Hotel, his bodyguard Lei Jun kept stabbing him. Later, Wei Kefan came downstairs to whisper to Lei Jun, which must have something to do with the current situation.

"How to play?" Zhao Jianfeng looked at everyone in a daze, because he didn't know anything before. Now suddenly someone came out to compete with him. He turned a little.

Yang Xiaotong called Zhao Jianfeng in front of him, leaned over his ear and whispered a sentence. Zhao Jianfeng seemed to react after several seconds, then dragged a long voice: "so?"

Look at that expression, it seems that he still can't accept it.

Yang Xiaotong makes this little move to Zhao Jianfeng, which makes Wei Kefan jealous. How can we say that Yang Xiaotong is also his fiancee, but now she is so intimate with other men in front of her face? What's the matter?

What's more, he didn't hear what Yang Xiaotong said to Zhao Jianfeng. Look at the look on Yang Xiaotong's face again, it's definitely the winning posture.

Wei Kefan is puzzled in his heart. Isn't Yang Xiaotong a little security guard? What capital do you have to be so confident? Is the bronze medal so worthless in your eyes?

"Since it's a real battle, I don't think it's necessary to prepare any protective gear. Just fight directly. Those who win, those who stay, those who lose, go away!"

Wei Kefan has been unhappy with Zhao Jianfeng for a long time. Otherwise, he would have been rude to Zhao Jianfeng if Yang Xiaotong protected him.

"Brother, are you ready?" Lei Jun asked Zhao Jianfeng.

"What are you going to prepare?" Zhao Jianfeng seems to know nothing.

"Since there is no need to prepare anything, let's start." Lei Jun laughed in his heart. It seems that this boy has never experienced any scenes. Today's battle, he is sure to lose!

Lei Jun winked at Zhang Haowu. Zhang Haowu walked forward slowly. First, he hugged Zhao Jianfeng. It was a salute.

But as soon as he finished the ceremony, he suddenly kicked Zhao Jianfeng's chest.

In the real competition, this kind of sudden attack is extremely lethal. If an ordinary opponent is kicked, he will be kicked out of the circle.

Yang Xiaotong can see clearly that when Zhang Haowu kicked that foot, Zhao Jianfeng didn't seem to have any reaction and stood there like a fool. In fact, he said in his heart, good boy, is this a greeting? It's a little bit more cruel, isn't it?

When Zhang Haowu's foot was about to touch Zhao Jianfeng's chest, Zhao Jianfeng seemed to step backward awkwardly, and then directly reached out and grasped Zhang Haowu's ankle!

Zhang Haowu didn't expect that the other side could hold his heavy foot. He was so angry that he ran forward and rushed over. He wants to kick Zhao Jianfeng with his second foot.

When he didn't wait for his hind foot to kick out, Zhao Jianfeng suddenly lifted up, Zhang Haowu's whole body went up, and then turned back.

Fortunately, Zhang Haowu, after all, is also a bronze medal in Sanda. His flexibility and flexibility are not so good. After Zhao Jianfeng gave up, he could stand on the ground after a somersault.

Yang Xiaotong can't help but sweat for Zhao Jianfeng.

She is not only worried about Zhao Jianfeng being hurt by Zhang Haowu, but also about her face. Today's competition is clearly a contest between her and Wei Kefan.

This first round surprised Zhang Haowu. He never thought that a small security guard could catch him, and he made a surprise attack.

But he did not really sum up the lessons, but attributed the cause of the attack failure to his own carelessness.

He decided where to fall and where to get up. After standing there and adjusting his breath, he took the first two steps and launched a second attack against Zhao Jianfeng.

Almost the same as last time, the foot Zhang Haowu kicked was firmly grasped by Zhao Jianfeng again.

Lei Jun scolded in one side's heart, Zhang Haowu, you fool. You were caught for the first time, and you were still like this for the second time?

Where does he know Zhang Haowu's mind!

Zhang Haowu didn't take off this time. Instead, he rushed directly to Zhao Jianfeng, curled up his front legs and reached out to hug Zhao Jianfeng's head. He wanted to hit Zhao Jianfeng with his knees. This kind of attack is quite fierce. Once he succeeds, I'm afraid Zhao Jianfeng's chin will be knocked off.

It's a pity that before he could get close to him, Zhao Jianfeng had already thrown his hand and pushed his body for half a circle. Then he bullied Zhang Haowu and put his arms around Zhang Haowu's body. His two arms were tightly tied there, and he couldn't move!

Lei Jun was in a hurry and cried out: "good martial arts, use your feet!"

When Zhang Haowu just kicked his foot back, he let Zhao Jianfeng clamp his legs to death. Now, Zhao Jianfeng is completely there.

Everyone can see that if Zhao Jianfeng throws Zhang Haowu hard at this time, he will definitely throw Zhang Haowu a few feet away, or he can fall heavily on the ground.

In short, all the initiative is in the hands of Zhao Jianfeng!

Zhao Jianfeng's clumsy embrace made Yang Xiaotong smile. Just now, she told Zhao Jianfeng in a low voice that he must play better, at least not to let the other side take advantage. But she didn't expect that Zhao Jianfeng used such a stupid move.

And Wei Kefan can't laugh here, his face is very ugly. Although Zhao Jianfeng's action is very unsightly, he has an absolute advantage after all. Now whether Zhang Haowu falls or not depends on Zhao Jianfeng's mood.

"Good, good, the first game is over!"

Lei Jun was afraid of what Zhao Jianfeng would do next, so he quickly called a halt. If you hurt Zhang Haowu, then there will be no drama to watch next, and you will go away in ashes.

"Is this a game?" Zhao Jianfeng asked, holding Zhang Haowu who couldn't move.

"It's a game." Lei Jun said helplessly.

"Which of us won?" Zhao Jianfeng pretended to be confused.

"You won." Lei Jun had to announce the result.

Zhao Jianfeng carefully released Zhang Haowu in his arms.

Although Zhang Haowu was not hurt at all, he was so embarrassed when he was held by Zhao Jianfeng just now. Everyone knows that as long as Zhao Jianfeng has any fight back, he will be miserable this time. It's definitely not as simple as making a fool of himself.

Therefore, Zhang Haowu's hatred of Zhao Jianfeng also soared at this time.

He expected to regain some face in the second inning. Of course, it's better to defeat Zhao Jianfeng and bring back his lost face.

Zhao Jianfeng wanted to ask how many games he played today, but then he thought, why do I ask? If you want to play a few games, I'll just accompany you. The more games you have, the worse you will lose!

Lei Jun pulled Zhang Haowu to one side. He hated the iron but said: "how did you let him hold you? Who's ever done this before? Why are you so stupid? " When watching the two men's competition, Lei Jun always felt that Zhao Jianfeng's cuddling action was clumsy and extremely clumsy, so he was very unconvinced. "I don't think he has any ability. It's just relying on his great efforts. I can't let him hold him next time!"

But Zhang Haowu was completely confused. He didn't understand why the boy surnamed Zhao cracked both attacks today? And for the second time, I was hugged.

Lei Jun thought about it again, then bent over Zhang Haowu's ear and muttered, Zhang Haowu nodded.

But Zhao Jianfeng heard it clearly. Because his listening is not so good.

He thought, good boy, I want to give you a hard move!

Then don't blame me for being rude!