Chapter 1487

Zheng Wenwu was full of confidence: "don't worry, master. I'm measured."

Then he went to the center of the practice field and waved to Qian Duoduo: "Qian Duoduo, come on."

Qian Duoduo walked to him, squatting on his horse, and his hand holding the mountain knife was trembling. He looked very nervous: "Mr. curator, you, you... You have to show mercy."

Land Rover could not help frowning. He was so timid that he didn't even pose right. How could he be Zheng Wenwu's opponent.

I don't know how he defeated those little thugs of the axe gang.

Those little thugs of the axe gang are too scum.

Zheng Wenwu was impatient: "don't talk nonsense. Come on."

"Well... Here I am."

Qian Duoduo held a mountain knife and surrounded Zheng Wenwu. He slowly turned around in a circle. He looked cautious. Although he was pretending, he was very realistic.

"Fight."

"Come on."

"I'm afraid of this kind of competition. I still want to avenge Ba song. It's a joke, ha ha..."

The onlookers laughed coarsely.

Lu Yingying urged, "brother Qian, what are you afraid of? Go on."

Qian Duoduo walked around Zheng Wenwu two or three times, but he still didn't dare to go up.

Land Rover looked nearby and shook his head. He didn't have any hope for more money.

"Coward, just use this ball." Zheng Wenwu was very impatient by Qian Duoduo. He wanted to end the competition earlier. He scolded, rushed at him and tried to kick him to the ground with one foot.

But when he jumped up, there was no one in front, and Qian Duoduo seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Zheng Wenwu stared at the ground: shit, where's the boy?

WOW——

The vest cooled as if the clothes were torn.

Zheng Wenwu turned around and saw that Qian Duoduo was two meters away, still carrying a mountain knife, bent over and looked at him carefully.

Everyone was shocked and stunned. Because Qian Duoduo moved too fast, he changed a position in the blink of an eye, and cut Zheng Wenwu's clothes on his back with a knife. He handled them accurately.

"OK."

Lu Yingying shouted and jumped up with joy.

"Smelly boy!" Zheng Wenwu also found that his clothes had been split by Qian Duoduo, scolded and rushed at him again.

Suddenly, the figure in front of him disappeared again.

Wow, there's another cold in the vest.

Zheng Wenwu turned quickly and lifted his legs to sweep Qian Duoduo's head.

Wow, cool on your thighs.

"Dog day!" Zheng Wenwu jumped up and swept several times in a row.

Wow, wow

People only heard bursts of broken clothes.

Two minutes later, Zheng Wenwu stopped and panted.

I saw that his chest, back, clothes and trousers were full of seams, dense, and the muscles inside were exposed, like beggars.

And Qian Duoduo, still squatting, stooping, holding a mountain knife, his arms trembling, very nervous.

Pooh——

Lu Yingying couldn't help laughing.

Pooh——

The Land Rover couldn't help laughing.

Two bodyguards and several coaches couldn't help laughing.

Qian Duoduo held the mountain knife in his right hand and raised his big finger in his left hand. He said with admiration: "Mr. curator, you are so powerful. I cut so many knives and didn't cut in a knife. You must have practiced the legendary golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt. Can you teach me?"

Zheng Wenwu blushed with shame and became angry. He took off his clothes two or three times, showing his abnormally developed muscles. His clothes were cut into rags, but there were no scars on his body.

Zheng Wenwu threw his clothes aside, clenched his fist and said, "smelly boy, I'll fight with you!"

After saying that, regardless, he rushed to Qian Duoduo, raised his legs with a high whip, swept his head, and held the wind, which was extremely fierce.

"Wow, that's great." Qian Duoduo seemed to be scared silly. He threw the mountain knife and hugged his head with both hands.

Boom!

Zheng Wenwu's leather shoes swept over his head.

"Brother Qian!" cried Lu Yingying.

Land Rover also trembled in his heart. Zheng Wenwu knew his leg skills very well and was almost the same as him. Although he did not necessarily beat Ba song, he was definitely above Xue Zhijun. With this foot, Qian Duoduo would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

In the boxing ring, barefoot is already very powerful, let alone wearing leather shoes.

This boy, obviously, his body method is so flexible. It's rare in the world. Why don't you hide?

Alas, what a pity

Land Rover sighed in his heart.

However, Zheng Wenwu's right leg swept over Qian Duoduo's head, but Qian Duoduo didn't move.

On the contrary, Zheng Wenwu swept his foot, but his right foot couldn't fall to the ground. He grinned and shouted: "ouch... Ouch..."

Obviously, his right foot has been hurt.

Patter——

This dramatic change made everyone's chin fall to the ground and stunned one by one.

Qian Duoduo was serious, hugged his fist to Zheng Wenwu and said gratefully, "thank you, Mr. curator, for your kindness. Otherwise, my head will be kicked out by you."

"Smelly boy, you've gone too far!" Zheng Wenwu seemed to feel the biggest insult in his life. He was so angry that he clenched his teeth, raised his fist and rushed at Qian Duoduo.

"Stop!" the Land Rover shouted in a deep voice.

Zheng Wenwu had to stop.

Land Rover came up to him with a scolding face: "go back, don't you think you've made a fool of yourself enough!"

Zheng Wenwu glared at Qian Duoduo, took his clothes and limped to the gate.

Several coaches rushed forward to hold him.

"Go away!" Zheng Wenwu roared, threw them away, limped and walked forward alone.

It's the bitter fruit brewed by yourself. Now even if you lose your teeth, you have to swallow it in your stomach. You can't let others look down on it.

Qian Duoduo bent down to pick up the mountain knife on the ground and said to himself, "the curator has practiced the golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt, but this knife is not sharp enough. It looks very good."

Shua——

Qian Duoduo flung his mountain knife, flew out, passed Zheng Wenwu's side, hissed, and deeply stabbed into the wall opposite him, leaving a knife handle outside.

Zheng Wenwu was shocked and turned to look at Qian Duoduo.

To say that there was a lot of resentment about money before, at this moment, he was deeply shocked.

How fast and powerful it takes to shoot the mountain knife into the thick brick wall!

Everyone was stunned.

Qian Duoduo cried happily, "Wow, this knife is so sharp."

Land Rover was stunned for a moment, woke up and slapped: "good Kung Fu, really good Kung Fu."

Pop pop

Lu YingYing and others all slapped.

Several bodyguards and coaches looked at Qian Duoduo in awe, and the previous disdain was swept away.

Lu Yingying ran to Qian Duoduo and took his arm affectionately: "brother Qian, you almost scared me to death just now. Is your head all right?"

Then he reached out and touched his head and face.