Chapter 627

But looking down, Bai Zifan asked with a wry smile, "are you here to trouble me, or are agricultural products unsalable, to promote sales?"

When people come out, they either put dry ice or sprinkle flowers. When the experts come out, they are still accompanied by the fallen leaves flying in the air. But this is accompanied by the appearance of soybeans. It's the first time that Bai Zifan meets them.

With that, Bai Zifan also stepped on the soybean rolling to the ground with his feet, but as soon as he stepped on it, Bai Zifan's face changed.

It's not funny to use soybeans. It's easy to fall when you step on the round soybeans. It's even more difficult for people to exert their strength from their feet. It's making their own battle home.

Sure enough, even if he stepped on the soybeans, Qian Zhaoyong still walked smoothly. What's more, what makes Bai Zifan want to curse the street is that the goods can still trot, which is too unscientific.

When the reality is that Gao Guofeng is so unscientific toward Bai Zifan, but also the footwall is very stable against Bai Zifan hit a punch.

This kind of speed fist has no threat to Bai Zifan at all, but when he waves his hand to block, he just wants to exert his strength, and his strength is relieved with a stroke.

Easily open baizifan soft palm, Qian Zhaoyong a punch hit baizifan on the chest.

The laborious white son who regresses too fast, feet unstable, directly half kneeling on the ground.

When Qian Zhaoyong rushed over again, Bai Zifan tried to jump on the ground, but his right foot just stepped on the ground, which was a stroke, and he directly fell on the ground.

Fortunately, Bai Zifan's reaction was not slow, and he quickly rolled on the ground. Although he had no image at all, he finally avoided Qian Zhaoyong's trample.

Some stagger to get up from the ground to stand firm, baizifan look to Qian Zhaoyong's eyes also become dignified.

Bai Zifan, who has been a mercenary, is naturally not as conservative as the traditional warrior. As long as he can win, he should do whatever he can. Even if Qian Zhaoyong becomes a yellow bean knight, there is nothing wrong.

The basic skill of practicing martial arts is horse walking. As the saying goes, if you don't practice martial arts, it will be nothing. Bai Zifan's hard work in horse walking in those years is nothing. In front of Huang Douxia, he doesn't have a firm and steady footwork, and his fighting power is not even two Chengdu.

Seeing that Qian Zhaoyong rushes over again, Bai Zifan takes one breath, exerts a great deal of Kung Fu, twists his feet on the ground, and directly crush the round soybean under his feet with strong force. Finally, Bai Zifan has a foothold.

He stretched out his palm to wrap Qian Zhaoyong's fist and pulled back. Qian Zhaoyong was pulled down in front of Bai Zifan and hit by his shoulder.

As soon as Qian Zhaoyong was hit, he stepped back two steps. Bai Zifan jumped up and kicked Qian Zhaoyong with both feet.

Standing still, Qian Zhaoyong's soles slide five or six meters above the soybeans before he stops. He presses his arms down. Calm Qian Zhaoyong looks down at Bai Zifan's twisted feet and immediately guesses why Bai Zifan suddenly stands firm.

With a cold hum, Qian Zhaoyong rushes over again.

Quick shot, after blocking Qian Zhaoyong's fists, Bai Zifan's fists fell directly on Qian Zhaoyong's chest.

However, Qian Zhaoyong's whip leg also kicked over. Bai Zi, who finally stood firm, didn't dare to move, so he could only tighten his muscles and get this hard.

Qian Zhaoyong didn't expect that Bai Zifan would fight so hard. As soon as he reached out to block Bai Zifan's palm, he bent forward and hit his head heavily on Bai Zifan.

This time, Bai Zifan's feet were not stable, and he left the footprints he had not easily guessed.

Bai Zifan is also cruel. He grabs Qian Zhaoyong's clothes and takes advantage of it to stabilize his figure. Then he punches Qian Zhaoyong in the face.

Qian Zhaoyong grabs Bai Zifan's elbow to block the blow, and Bai Zifan's knee hits Qian Zhaoyong's leg.

Although a hand to seize Qian Zhaoyong, but baizifan's two legs are liberated, so count up, baizifan is still earning.

Left leg kicks right leg, right leg puts down, left leg comes again.

Qian Zhaoyong, who can't stand the pain of being kicked, roars and spins in place. Taking advantage of the opportunity that baizifan doesn't have time to attack himself, he grabs baizifan's right hand to hold his clothes, tugs hard, tears a piece of clothes, and finally throws baizifan out.

But what Qian Zhaoyong didn't expect was that as soon as he landed, Bai Zifan rolled on the ground and returned to Qian Zhaoyong's feet again.

Qian Zhaoyong raised his foot and was about to step on it. Bai Zifan grabbed the trousers on his leg and tugged hard. The whole person climbed up to Qian Zhaoyong.

Qian Zhaoyong felt a chill when a man climbed on him, but what made him even more disgusting was still behind him. Bai Zifan's flexibility was far beyond his imagination, and he didn't understand what was going on. Bai Zifan, who climbed along the pole, had already climbed on his back, pushed his feet on Qian Zhaoyong's slightly bent legs, and the whole person ran directly to Qian Zhaoyong's head, His legs clamped Qian Zhaoyong's neck.

The neck is strangled, Qian Zhaoyong's two eyes suddenly stare of slip round, lift all to the white son fan on the neck beat past.

After two fists in succession were caught by Bai Zifan, Qian Zhaoyong, who was about to be strangled, had no choice but to bite Bai Zifan's thigh.

Bai Zifan didn't expect to meet a shameless opponent like himself today. He hooked his left leg and smashed his heel on Qian Zhaoyong's stomach.

While he was angry and screaming, Bai Zifan's two thighs suddenly started to work, and the whole person jumped up directly. Qian Zhaoyong thought he had thrown Bai Zifan off, so Bai Zifan fell down again, his legs bent, and his knees hit Qian Zhaoyong's shoulder heavily.

Qian Zhaoyong, who is in pain, leans forward to throw Bai Zifan out, but Bai Zifan leaves again with a flick of his legs. When he falls, he kneels on Qian Zhaoyong's back this time.

As soon as Qian Zhaoyong's Kung Fu was used, he felt that he had become a tortoise on a camel's stone tablet, and the boy on his back was too heavy.

Qian Zhaoyong, who has been pressed down by Bai Zifan, can't even stand up straight.

Qian Zhaoyong's face turned red when he was pressed on his back, while Bai Zifan, who was pressed on his back, also tried his best. His face was as red as Guan Gong's.

Two people suddenly deadlocked up, Qian Zhaoyong staggered forward, did not go out a step, at the foot of the soybeans are crushed by the weight of him and baizifan.

"Bai Zifan, what are you still doing? Hit him on the back of the head Wang Xuebing, who has been watching the battle nearby, shouts in a hurry.

Hearing Wang's words, Bai Zifan turned a big white eye and simply ignored it.