Seeing that the fist was getting closer and closer to him, Ye Chun moved under his feet, avoiding the engagement and one blow of the eight people. Before Ye Chun could breathe, the second blow followed.
Ye Chun jumped up and down, avoiding the killing of eight people, but Ye Chun still did not notice the opportunity to counterattack, relying on his own strength to balance the power of the eight people, Ye Chun's head was not broken, naturally he would not choose such a method.
As long as the method of formation, there must be weaknesses. This is what the master said in medicine. The master's words are a period of vertical and horizontal time, Ye Chun or more believe.
After dodging more than ten consecutive attacks from the eight people, Ye Chun's eyes suddenly lit up, and a needle quietly appeared in his hand. When Ye Chun dodged another attack on them, he raised his hand. The needle in his hand flew to the shortest of them all.
Only the sound of "ah" was heard, the shortest person lay on the ground at a time, less than one person, the position split naturally, Ye Chun punched, and the rest lay peacefully on the ground.
The bodyguard almost scattered on the ground, and one person hit eight. Such a ferocious person stopped him at the door. A little old man hanged himself and was suspected of living longer.
The manager saw his eight big players being put on the ground by the young man in front. He also knew that today, he encountered a hard stubble, took off his suit, and was ready to meet Ye Chun.
The singing in the innermost box stopped abruptly, a burst of applause came from the box, and then a young man in white civilian clothes appeared in the crowd.
The manager stepped forward in a hurry, bent down slightly, and said respectfully, "Bai Xiao, this subordinate is incompetent, I'll disturb you to sing."
White waved a few hands, motioned for the manager to step down, and asked Ye Chun to lower his head and say, "This friend, I'm Bai Qiudian, I think my friend has a good hand, acquired a realm of the first level, and is also a master," he said. . As long as you follow this young master, this young master will not investigate the responsibility of the person you just hurt me, but also make you popular and drink spicy, how about it? "
Looking at Baiqiu's prettier face than a woman, Ye Chunzhen wanted to print 42 yards of shoes on her face.
Ye Chun said coldly, "That **** with a broken leg should tell you what do you think we should talk about?"
Hearing Ye Chun's words, Bai Qiu frowned, obviously the son of a **** had already reported to him, but he didn't expect Ye Chun to come so soon.
Bai Qiujian thought for a while, then said, "Which family are you? Aren't you afraid of the palace's revenge?"
Ye Chun smiled twice, pointed at Bai Qiujian and said, "I really don't know how your IQ grew, I sent someone to hurt my father's leg, I was poisoned on my good friend this afternoon, Was asked which family I was from." That was ridiculous. "
Ye Chun's words were like a bright light that passed through his brain. Suddenly, he remembered the person standing in front of him. After a while, the whole Bai Qiuxia's face began to twist.
The temperature around his body began to rise, and Ye Chun became nervous, knowing that he might have to face the terrible blow of the White Autumn practice next.
And looking at the temperature on Baiqiu's body, Ye Chun knew that Baiqiu's ability to practice should have broken through the second level, and coupled with the difficulty of strength, Ye Chun felt that he might not have the guarantee of fighting for himself.