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Chapter 48 - Zhao Wuquan

"Oh my god …"

Wang Yuxi covered her mouth and looked at Lin Jiaoyang in shock.

Wan Ru's cousin looked weak, yet he could actually fight like that?

"This guy."

Xia Luo's expression became serious as he thought about a certain possibility.

In a few seconds, all of the 20 odd bodyguards in the Yellow Dragon Gymnasium were beaten down by Lin Jiaoyang, and he couldn't even catch his breath.

This was the difference between Pre-Natal Fighters and normal people. Even if 20 more people came, they would still be beaten!

"Don't... "Don't, spare me, I swear it was an accident!"

Ma Qian was so scared that he almost fainted, and said with a sobbing tone, "I … I don't know Miss Lin at all! "

"Are you done?"

Lin Jiaoyang's voice was exceptionally cold, he immediately raised his fist, grabbed Ma Qian's clothes, and threw out a punch.

In just two punches, Ma Qian had become like a pig head. His eye sockets were all ripped, his face was covered in blood and bruises, and he was completely confused by the punches.

The audience was terrified as they screamed and left the venue.

"Enough."

Xia Luo suddenly appeared behind Lin Jiaoyang and grabbed his wrist.

"Xia Luo, let go of me." Lin Jiaoyang gritted his teeth and said: "This person dared to harm Wan Ru, I will definitely beat him to death today!"

"I... I really didn't … "Yes..." Ma Qian replied vaguely.

"He can still speak!?"

Lin Jiaoyang's face was sinister as he swung his fists again. Xia Luo clenched his fist tightly. No matter how hard he tried, his wrist still didn't budge an inch.

He twisted his neck. "Let go."

"You'll kill him." Xia Luo said indifferently.

"I told you to let go!"

Lin Jiaoyang roared loudly, and threw Ma Qian far away. Then, he extended his hand and punched towards Xia Luo's head.

"Crack!"

Before Lin Jiaoyang could react, both his arms were locked by a very peculiar cross in place by Xia Luo, and then he tried to pull them apart.

Accompanied by a scream, Lin Jiaoyang's arms were dislocated and his face was filled with pain as he fell to the ground.

"Hey, you guys …"

Wang Yuxi was speechless. Why did these two start fighting? Truly.

"This guy has mania. He should go see a therapist." Xia Luo leisurely walked back, as if he was playing with Lin Jiaoyang's arms off.

"Xia Luo, just you wait …"

Lin Jiaoyang's handsome face was pressed against the ground. Even though his arms were weak, his eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent.

The police and Qi Zhong arrived quickly and brought Lin Jiaoyang and Ma Qian back to Police station.

"Cousin." Lin Wan Ru looked at Lin Jiaoyang guiltily, "I'm sorry."

Lin Jiaoyang was escorted by two policemen, he shook his head and sighed, "The one who should apologize is me, it's my brother, I wasn't able to protect you."

Lin Wanru's eyes moistened.

Qi Zhong patted her shoulder, "Rest assured young miss, the chairman will release Jiao Yang soon."

"En!"

Lin Wanru nodded.

"It's alright Wan Ru. Don't be afraid, Xia Luo and I will protect you."

Wang Yuxi went forward and hugged Lin Wan Ru, and Lin Wan Ru turned her head, and looked at Xia Luo, her eyes revealing a trace of guilt.

She wanted to say: "Sorry Xia Luo, I should listen to you." He didn't know why, but he couldn't say it out loud.

Afterward, the police found a dead body under the stage, with its neck broken by sharp hands, and it had been dead no more than three hours.

This man was Ma Qian's assistant when he was still alive, he was in charge of raising and lowering the cabinets.

There was no doubt that this was another carefully planned murder!

When Lin Wan Ru found out about this, she was on the verge of collapse. She had been depressed at home for two weeks.

Xia Luo also took this opportunity to cultivate properly for a period of time.

Although he had exhausted all six of the Cultivation Powder, his martial arts cultivation did not weaken at all. Xia Luo did not actually expect the six Cultivation Powder to help him break through from the early stage of the Innate Realm to the middle stage of the Innate Realm.

This kind of low-tier cultivation resource could only strengthen one's foundation. If one wanted to achieve a breakthrough, they had to look for higher-tier medicinal herbs.

One morning two weeks later.

Lin Wan Ru was finally willing to go to school, Xia Luo stuck his hands into his pockets and followed behind the two misses.

"Wanru, you see how nice the weather is today? Shall we go buy ice cream later?" Wang Yuxi laughed happily.

"Alright."

Lin Wanru was still a little down.

That's normal too. Forget about girls, even a grown man would crumble after being assassinated several times in a row.

Seeing that, Wang Yuxi quietly said to Xia Luo: Hey, Xia Luo, tell me a joke, or teach this hooligan a lesson, to make Wan Ru happy.

"Where am I supposed to find a hooligan?"

Xia Luo thought, is this not hard for me? Otherwise, if he went to the slums at night, he would run into a few of them.

Suddenly, whoosh —

A basketball was flying towards them.

Xia Luo reacted quickly and used one hand to grab hold of the basketball. Wang Yuxi, who was beside him, immediately clapped: "Wah, so powerful! Wan Ru, did you see that, Xia Luo caught the ball with one hand! "

Lin Wan'er looked back and thought to herself, "What's so great about that? It's so boring."

At this time, an arrogant voice came from the basketball court on the left: "Hey, brat, throw the ball over!"

Xia Luo turned to look.

He saw five to six students playing football in basketball court, and the one who talked to him was a youth with silver fur. He wore a Jordan ball shirt and stood on an AJ.

"Brat, what are you blanking out for? Brother Yan can't hear what you're talking to, can he!?"

A fat man wearing a baseball cap beside the silver-furred youth shouted.

"Brother Lin?" One of the top four of Songcheng University, Zhao Wuliang? " Wang Yuxi curled her lips, "This guy dyed his hair every day, I almost didn't recognize him."

A few hooligans were still clamoring at Xia Luo.

Wang Yuxi put his hand on her waist and shouted at the top of her lungs: "A bunch of hempen hulks, if you call me big brother throw it away, then my big brother will throw it away, wouldn't he lose a lot of face?"

"On horseback!"

Zhao Wuliang threw the bottle of mineral water onto the ground and shouted angrily, "Songcheng University still has people who aren't afraid of death, daring to challenge me! Let's go, let's fuck him!"

"F * ck him!"

A group of hooligans shouted.

"AHH!" Summer... Xia Luo, I'll leave it to you! "

Wang Yuxi was so scared that she quickly hid behind Xia Luo.

Xia Luo rolled his eyes, thinking, what do you want me to wipe off my butt for?

Pursing his lips, he called out to the few people who were about to rush over, "Hey, you want a ball, right? Catch it."

"Boss, that kid threw the ball. He's terrified, haha!"

"It's still amazing that Brother Qu is so strong. Once he says he's going to do it, he'll instantly submit."

A few of his subordinates flattered him.

"Hmph."

Zhao Wuming put his hands on his hips, and said with an inflated voice, "Did you see that? "To be a big brother, you need to be powerful enough. Only then can you be the boss."

"Then boss, are we still going to beat him up?" the fat man in the baseball cap asked.

"What the f * ck are you talking about!"

Zhao WuQue slapped the brim of his hat:

"Of course, after he throws the ball at us, we can go after him. "Damn it, if I let this brat go today, would I, Zhao WuQue, be able to survive in the future?"

"Bro Liang's words are reasonable."

"Bro Liang, look. He's going to throw it away."

"Oh."

Zhao Wuliang turned around and crooked his finger at Xia Luo, indicating him to throw the ball at him, and throw it away casually.

Xia Luo quietly injected some Innate Qi into the basketball, then casually threw the ball over.