Chapter 387

Ma Xiaoli felt the viscera in her body tremble fiercely, a sweet rush came up, and then she couldn't help gushing out a mouthful of blood.

The middle-aged man said with a sneer, "since you don't want to close, I'll have to beat you to close!"

The middle-aged man kicked Ma Xiaoli's body and kicked the latter like a ball from the challenge arena.

Ma Xiaoli draws a long parabola in the sky. Just as she is about to fall to the ground, a figure suddenly appears. He grabs it with both hands and rolls it with strength, putting Ma Xiaoli firmly on the ground.

There was a flash of horror in Ma Xiaoli's eyes, because this hand is not what ordinary people can do. Now she looked up and saw a handsome young face appear in her field of vision.

Ma Xiaoli said gratefully, "thank you for your help!"

Yu Jingzhe nodded with a smile, and then put his eyes on the middle-aged man on the stage. He could feel that the middle-aged man was not ordinary, and there was a trace of strength on his body. Although it was very weak, it was very difficult to deal with ordinary Taekwondo masters like Ma Xiaoli.

Zhang Hewei ran over and said anxiously, "wife, are you ok?"

Ma Xiaoli shook her head.

Zhang Hewei worried and said, "I'll make an emergency call right away!"

A taekwondo student stood up and said, "I've called before, and I've called more than once, but the ambulance didn't show up."

Hearing these words, Zhang Hewei's face suddenly became ugly. He certainly didn't think it happened by chance. It must be the middle-aged man on the stage who did something in it!

The middle-aged man said with a smile, "there's something to do with the boss of the Taekwondo Hall opposite. It's not something that you common people can fight against. If you know what to do, close the door quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"You are so deceiving. I'll kill you!"

Zhang Hewei roared and rushed to the middle-aged man.

At this time, Zhang Hewei was no longer as elegant as a teacher before, just like a madman. After all, he saw his wife beaten by another man. If he could continue to be elegant, it would be counsellor!

"Hum!"

The middle-aged man gave a cold snort with disdain. The sole of his foot beat heavily in the challenge arena. Suddenly, a wave of anger rolled, and even directly lifted Zhang Hewei out of the challenge arena.

The students around the Taekwondo Hall are afraid to look at the middle-aged man, no one dare to step forward, because the middle-aged man's means completely shocked him, they know that even if they rush up, then there is only one result, that is, they are beaten down.

And at this time, suddenly a faint voice sounded.

"I don't know how to do business, but it's too mean."

Hearing these words, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became ugly. He looked along the direction of the voice, and saw Yu Jingzhe walking this way. Then, with a little bit of tiptoe, he jumped into the challenge arena like a wild goose, and his action was very elegant.

The middle-aged man noticed Yu Jingzhe before. Especially when he saw Yu Jingzhe jumping into the challenge arena, he thought that this guy was not an ordinary person and should have some Kung Fu knowledge. However, the middle-aged man didn't think much of it. After all, he dared to play here. Naturally, he had the ability to win.

At the moment, the middle-aged man said, "don't give me three seconds, or I'll be cold."

Yu Jingzhe said with a smile, "this sentence should be said by me to you. In three seconds, it will disappear in front of my eyes, otherwise I will send you out of here myself!"

The middle-aged man grinned and said, "you are such a naughty boy. I think you are itchy!"

Ma Xiaoli in the ring under the uneasy shouts, "this little brother, this matter has nothing to do with you, you'd better hurry down, that guy is not easy to deal with!"

Yu Jingzhe suddenly looked at Zhang Hewei and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, I'll help you solve the problem in front of you. It's just as if you gave me those little stones in return, OK?"

Zhang Hewei nodded his head in a strange way, but after he reacted, he looked worried, because this boy is a geologist. How can he compare with the middle-aged man in front of him in terms of fighting?

But Ding Mengting is a relaxed face, because she knows that the other party can't be Yu Jingzhe's opponent.

In this way, Yu Jingzhe walked towards the middle-aged man.

"You want to die!"

The middle-aged man's eyes burst out with cold light like substance. He was looked down upon by such a little bastard, which made the middle-aged man very angry. Now he clenched his fingers into a fist. The fist the size of a casserole was smashed hard, and suddenly there was a sharp sound explosion, as if the air was about to explode.

Not only that, in the middle-aged man's arm is also accompanied by surging air!In Jingzhe cold hum a, so insipid stretch out a palm.

The next moment, the middle-aged man's fist is hard hit in the above, suddenly a momentum rolling, endless power pouring, but, Yu Jingzhe is like a mountain in general, standing still.

"How could that be?"

See in front of a scene, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed a touch of shock, is surprised to stare big eyes, showing an incredible look.

You know, his fist can easily pierce a few centimeters thick steel plate, but it can't shake this stinky boy. What's the origin of this stinky boy?

And at this time, Yu Jingzhe's mouth raised a sneer and said coldly, "since you don't want to go, I have to send you out in person!"

As soon as the last word fell, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed. He felt an unimaginable huge force coming into his arm from the palm of his opponent's hand. Suddenly, he heard a click sound. His arm was broken, and even the blood and flesh of his white bones were exposed.

Ah!!

The middle-aged man let out a scream like killing a pig. He jumped back quickly and opened the distance between him and Jingzhe.

However, Yu Jingzhe was like a ghost. His body was like a shadow, and then he was photographed.

This palm fell on the middle-aged man's chest. Suddenly, if the middle-aged man was hit hard, he fell directly from the platform, fell to the ground, and then slid out towards the back. He even kept sliding out of the Taekwondo Hall until he stopped.

The middle-aged man's body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, and then his head tilted, so he passed out.