When the emperor was angry, corpses would be everywhere.
When a grandmaster was angry, he would howl like a wolf and cry like a ghost.
Bao Shi 'er was really annoyed by Fang Yan's words.
You can say that I have the demeanor of an expert, you can say that I have an extraordinary temperament, you can say that I am heroic, elegant, romantic, and beautiful like a fairy, you can say that I have a more masculine personality, and I can barely accept it … But what do you mean by saying that I am cute?
I am a grandmaster, the King of Xing Yi. Isn't it insulting to say that I am cute?
"Roar …"
With a roar, Bao Shi 'er's head slammed toward Fang Yan.
He clenched his fists and punched at Fang Yan's arm that was pressing his head at the same time.
Whoosh!
Fang Yan stopped and attacked again.
His arm was still pressed on Bao Shi 'er's head, so that Bao Shi' er could not hit him. However, Bao Shi 'er's fists instantly missed.
Again!
Again missed.
Again!
Again missed.
No matter how Bao Shi 'er attacked, Fang Yan was able to dodge in advance, and his big hand pressed on Bao Shi' er's face like a shadow.
It was as if Bao Shi 'er had been sucked in.
If I don't let go of the Tai Chi Sticking Formula, no one can save me.
Bao Shi 'er looked up at Fang Yan, his face purple and his eyes wide open. "What kind of hero is that? Do you dare to exchange three punches with me fair and square? "
What kind of hero is he to be evasive?
Fang Yan thought about it seriously. Heroes have always been evasive when they fought with me.
Slap!
Fang Yan slapped Bao Shi 'er in the face.
Slap!
Fang Yan slapped Bao Shi 'er in the face again.
Slap!
Fang Yan slapped Bao Shi 'er in the face for the third time.
After the three slaps, Fang Yan took two steps back, looked at Bao Shi 'er and said, "I dare to slap you three times."
Tai Chi is about conquering strength with softness. What do you mean by asking me to punch you? You wouldn't have agreed if I had asked you to compete with me in tongue twisters when you were beating people up just now, right?
What Fang Yan hated the most was this kind of self-righteous idiot. Everything had to be done according to his ideas. If anything went wrong, it would prove that he was a shameless scoundrel.
"Damn it." Bao Shi 'er was about to go crazy. All the humiliation he had suffered in the first half of his life couldn't compare to the humiliation he had received today.
His body began to run like a wild horse.
Tiger …
He threw a punch at Fang Yan's chest.
Fang Yan stood still and punched out at the same time.
Pa!
Bao Shi 'er's body flew backward, knocking down countless stone tables and wooden chairs.
The sound of cracking was endless. Wherever Bao Shi 'er went, it was as if he had experienced a violent typhoon.
A smooth path appeared and the tables and chairs were completely cleared by Bao Shi 'er's body.
Bao Shi 'er got up and charged at Fang Yan again, throwing another powerful punch.
Fang Yan took a step forward and punched again.
Their fists collided again.
Pa!
Bao Shi 'er was punched away by Fang Yan again. His body hit the railing of the restaurant and the whole restaurant began to shake.
Exclamations and screams came one after another. The guests of the restaurant who had come to watch the fun couldn't care less about etiquette when their lives were threatened. They covered their heads and ran outside.
Bao Shi 'er got up again!
His clothes were ragged, like a beggar on a bridge.
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he was seriously injured but not dead.
Bao Shi 'er took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth.
Then he rolled up the blood-stained handkerchief and carefully put it in his pocket.
Bao Shi 'er looked at Fang Yan with blood-red eyes and said, "We have fought 116 times, won 110 times, lost three times and drew three times. You are the first person to make me bleed. "
Fang Yan looked at him sarcastically and said, "Even if I am the first man to make you bleed … Do you want me to be responsible for you?"
"You have a sharp tongue."
"Then tell me, do you feel a little uncomfortable after hearing these words?"
"Uncomfortable. It's very uncomfortable. "Bao Shi 'er said very frankly. Fang Yan's words were not malicious, but every word made Bao Shi 'er feel suffocated. The suffocation increased exponentially, and finally the quantitative change produced a qualitative change, making him feel like his body was about to explode.
Bao Shi knew that he had lost.
Originally, he came up to disturb Bao Shi 'er's mind, but he didn't expect that his mind would be disturbed first.
"So, please be sure to take another punch from me."
Fang Yan's eyes were slightly cold as he stood there and waited quietly.
Bao Shi 'er let out a deep breath and slowly raised his hands. He carefully and reluctantly clenched them into fists as if he was holding a handful of glass shards in his palms.
The skin on the back of Bao Shi 'er's hands became fiery red as if they were about to burn.
Because the internal energy was too turbulent and leaked out too fast, it caused the skin to change color.
Bao Shi 'er had been practicing hard for decades, so his internal energy was indeed majestic and vigorous.
"Ha …"
Bao Shi 'er roared and rushed toward Fang Yan again.
Fang Yan moved.
His body was like a divine dragon, and he rushed toward Bao Shi 'er with one hand clenched into a fist.
"Whoosh …"
The fists collided, but there was no sound of explosion.
Bao Shi 'er's punch with all his strength seemed to have hit cotton, which made him feel suffocated.
Right at this moment, an irresistible force surged forth, colliding with his fist before he could use up his old strength and generate a new one.
"Boom …"
Bao Shi 'er's body flew out for the third time.
Fang Yan pointed his toes and quickly chased after him.
"Clang …"
Bao Shi 'er's back hit the decorative rockery in the corner of the restaurant. The rockery trembled, and stones of all sizes fell off.
His body hit the rockery and made a chevron shaped dent, and his body was tightly attached to the dent. From a distance, it looked like a carved "big" character.
"Pa!"
Fang Yan landed on his feet and reached out to grab Bao Shi 'er's throat.
"You win." Bao Shi 'er vomited a mouthful of blood and looked at Fang Yan.
Fang Yan exerted a little force with his right hand, making it more difficult for Bao Shi 'er to speak.
"I'm convinced." Bao Shi 'er said, resigned to his fate. "Let's do it."
Behind Jiang Junling, a man wearing sunglasses and holding a bamboo stick was about to rush to save Bao Shi 'er.
"Let him kill him." Jiang Junling felt the movement behind him and said lightly.
Everyone was shocked.
Liu Qingming tried not to look at Jiang Junling's eyes, and his eyes never moved away from Fang Yan.
Fang Yan's anger rose wildly, and his hand that was grabbing Bao Shi 'er's throat trembled slightly.
He was very angry.
He wanted to kill.
He wanted to erase all these despicable and shameless people from the earth.
Everyone was waiting, waiting for him to forcefully twist Bao Shi 'er's head.
The atmosphere was strange, and the entire restaurant was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Fang Yan could hear his rapid heartbeat, and he could see his blood that was about to boil.
His heart was about to jump out of his chest, and his blood was about to burst out of his blood vessels.
All of a sudden, Fang Yan grinned.
He let go of Bao Shi 'er's throat, patted the dust off Bao Shi' er, and said with a smile, "Teacher Bao, are you okay?"
Plop!
Bao Shi 'er's eyes darkened, and he couldn't hold on any longer. His body softly collapsed to the ground.
Some people were relieved, and some people sighed with regret.
Jiang Junling pulled a chair and sat opposite Qin Yitian. He looked at her with gentle eyes and said, "Three years ago, we found this Ten Feet Abyss together … It was my first time here, and it was your first time here."
Qin Yitian played with the fork in her hand and didn't speak.
"It was your birthday that day, and we opened a bottle of red wine. You were underage, so you drank a glass. I drank the remaining half of the bottle. "
Qin Yitian still didn't speak, like a playful child playing with a toy in his hand.
"The wine tasted good, and we were in a good mood. You said you would bring a special person … I've been waiting. I'm really curious, wondering what kind of person you would bring. "
"Three years have passed, and your birthday has come again. I've also seen the person you brought …"
Jiang Junling waved his hand, and Liu Qingming immediately took a goblet from the next table for him.
Jiang Junling poured himself a glass of red wine from the bottle, and then raised it to Qin Yitian, saying, "Happy birthday."
Pfft!
Qin Yitian chuckled. Her smile was bright, but not brilliant, like the red and white nameless flowers all over the Ten Feet Mountain.
She looked up at Jiang Junling and said, "That idiot who came to ask me to give up my seat is your man?"
"My man isn't that stupid."
"The guy who was sent flying by Fang Yan is your man?"
"It's a bit embarrassing to say. My expectations of him were too high. "
"Jiang Junling, do you think this is meaningful?" Qin Yitian looked at Jiang Junling and asked.
Jiang Junling tapped his fingers on the table and said, "This is the restaurant we came to together …"
"Yes."
"Although I didn't say it frankly, I came to Huacheng to celebrate your birthday … This is what everyone wants to see. The people of Yanjing are all watching, many people are watching. "
"I understand."
"Now you can understand my feelings, right?" Jiang Junling had a matter-of-fact expression, and said in a gentle voice, "Sitting in the restaurant we found together and celebrating your birthday with another man … this kind of feeling is really uncomfortable."
"So, you've ruined all my efforts and emotions today?"
Jiang Junling flicked the glass in his hand with his finger, and said, "I'm raising my glass to wish you a happy birthday."
Qin Yitian said with a smile, and looked at Jiang Junling without saying anything.
"Three …" Jiang Junling said.
"Two …" Jiang Junling said aloud.
"What are you counting?" Qin Yitian asked.
As she spoke, she had already raised her fork and was going to stab Jiang Junling's eyes.
Clang!
Jiang Junling raised his arm, and just happened to use the glass in his hand to block Qin Yitian's stabbing fork.
Jiang Junling looked at Qin Yitian, and said, "I'm counting the time you stab me … sometimes I really hope I'm wrong, then I won't be so sad."
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