"Ugh!" Zhao Qingqing frowned and let out a painful groan. She had been thrown to the ground quite badly.
"Yeah, that's great!" Wang Xiao Ya clapped her hands, "Zhao Qingqing, you big liar, you've received your retribution. That damn Jin Minhao guy, you're really not bad. Keep it up and beat her up again!"
The group of people were speechless at Wang Xiao Ya's schadenfreude, and Jin Minhao also glared at Wang Xiao Ya.
"Damn Stick, do you have any shame?" You actually used such a despicable move! "Zhao Qingqing had already gotten up from the ground and was cursing angrily.
"President, why is this damn stick so shameless?" Someone couldn't help but ask.
"Damned stick, he actually dared to act like a hooligan and ambushed my chest. This president's 34D football was almost hit, causing me to be in a mess. That's why I was hit by him!" Zhao Qingqing angrily said, "Too shameless, you don't have any professional ethics at all. Don't you know that you can't hit a woman's chest?"
"Because he doesn't treat you as a woman!" Wang Xiao Ya followed up.
"Shut up!" Zhao Qingqing glared at Wang Xiao Ya. This damned little girl only knew how to gloat and add insult to injury!
"The stick is still as shameless as ever. If you can't win, then you'll use dirty tricks!"
"His face is already made, what face do you need!"
"That's right, they don't have any face to begin with!"
"Scram, you damn stick!"
"Scram!"
Dozens of people jeered together. This stick was too shameless. He actually used such a despicable move to win against their president!
However, Jin Minhao's face was cold and indifferent. He didn't seem to be moved by the commotion at all. After a long while, he said in a mocking tone, "You Chinese people are all like this. After losing, you find excuses for yourself. You never admit that your strength is inferior to your opponent. How sad!"
"Who's looking for an excuse? Didn't you sneak attack my chest? "Zhao Qingqing shouted angrily.
"On the battlefield, only life and death are recognized, not the results. Martial arts are the same, the results are the most important, winning is winning, losing is losing, no matter what method is used, it is not important, now I have won, you have lost, this is the result!" Jin Minhao sneered, "The so-called Chinese martial arts is only so-so. I advise you to immediately disband your so-called Chinese Martial Arts Association!"
"Well, even if you are shameless and reasonable!" Zhao Qingqing snorted, "You win against me, if you have the ability to fight with my master!"
"Master?" Jin Minhao sneered again. "This is also the Chinese's favorite trick. If the disciple loses, the master will step in. But it doesn't matter. So what if you are the master? "I can still defeat him!"
"That's good, you can fight with my master now, my master can poke you to death with one finger!" Zhao Qingqing curled her lips, "Look, that's my master!"
As Zhao Qingqing spoke, she pointed at the summer, causing everyone to once again focus their attention on the summer.
"You are Zhao Qingqing's master?" Jin Minhao looked at Xia Keke and asked coldly.
"No." Xia Zhi denied it, "I don't have such a shameful disciple!"
"That's right, big brother Xia is not the master of that big swindler Zhao Qingqing!" Wang Xiao Ya also stared at Jin Minhao with dissatisfaction, "Your eyesight is too poor, could it be that you also got your eyes fixed when you had plastic surgery?"
Hearing this, Jin Minhao's eyes shot out an angry expression, while Zhao Qingqing, who was at the side, couldn't help but mutter, this little girl's mouth was really poisonous, it seemed like it would be difficult to gain the upper hand when quarreling with her in the future.
"What is it? Do you not even have the courage to admit that you are Zhao Qingqing's master? "Jin Minhao stared at Xia Keke with a mocking tone. He had been scolded by Wang Xiao Ya several times, but he felt that it was embarrassing to argue with a little girl, so he decided to vent his anger on Xia Keke because he could tell that Xia Keke and Wang Xiao Ya had a close relationship.
"Idiot!" Xia Zhi glared at Jin Minhao, "Zhao Qingqing is not my disciple to begin with. If she was my disciple, she would have trampled you to death a long time ago."
"Boasting is also the tradition of you Chinese people." Jin Minhao sneered, "Unfortunately, anyone can boast. Whether or not they can do it is another matter."
Xia Chen looked at Jin Minhao with a puzzled expression, "Hey, are you an idiot asking for a beating? If you really need a beating, then just say it. I'll beat you up right away. "
"Big brother Xia, beat him up. This Korean guy really looks like he deserves a beating!" Wang Xiao Ya encouraged Xia Chen from the side.
"That's right, that's right. Master, this damn stick is too shameless!" Zhao Qingqing also ran over. This time, she and Wang Xiao Ya stood on the same side, "Quickly teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful you are!"
"Hey, if you call me master again, I'll really beat you up!" Xia Chen stared at Zhao Qingqing with dissatisfaction, "You can't even beat an idiot like this, yet you still dare to call me master. You're simply embarrassing me!"
After saying this, Xia Xia looked at Jin Minhao: "Hey, you idiot who deserves a beating, let me tell you what a truly powerful martial art is!"
"Is that so? I'd like to see just how powerful you are! "Jin Minhao sneered.
"Hmph, I already said that my master can stab you to death with a single finger!" Zhao Qingqing shouted excitedly, "Master, just use one finger to stab this damn stick to death. Uh, it hurts!"
Xia Chen kicked Zhao Qingqing's butt, sending her flying. At the same time, he said with a bit of dissatisfaction, "I told you not to call me master!"
Zhao Qingqing's luck was pretty good this time. She flew a few meters away and was still standing when she landed. She rubbed her butt with her hands and no longer dared to call him Master Xia.
"Sigh, idiot. Although that useless girl Zhao Qingqing isn't my disciple, she's right. I can poke you to death with one finger." Xia Chen looked at Jin Minhao, "However, I feel that it would be a waste to poke you to death with my finger. I don't need to do anything to get rid of you!"
Xia Chen took a step forward and continued, "Hey, idiot, hurry up and do it. I can kill you just by standing still!"
"You're the same as Zhao Qingqing, your mouth isn't clean!" Jin Minhao was already on the verge of vomiting blood from being called an idiot by Xia Chen. Hearing this, he couldn't take it anymore and suddenly rushed towards Xia Chen, throwing a heavy punch at him.
As expected, Xia Chen stood there without moving. He didn't dodge at all, and just like that, Jin Minhao punched him in the chest.
"Crack!"
"Ugh!"
Along with these two rather loud sounds, Jin Minhao was sent flying and fell heavily to the ground. His face was abnormally pale and twisted from the pain. His forehead was covered in beads of sweat the size of soybeans.
Xia Chen was still standing there as if nothing had happened. "How is it? Now you know that I can kill you without moving, right?
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