After paying Shi Qing 50,000 yuan, Xu Yi received a box of honey pills.
Smelling the aroma coming from the wooden box, she felt it was worth it.
Fallen, fallen...
Now I dare to buy things worth 50,000 yuan at a time!
I don't feel bad at all when I bought it, I think it's worth it!
When I first came here, I only had a few thousand dollars.
As expected, as the money increased, I became a little arrogant!
The robot wants it too, and he dares to buy the honey dew pills!
Patting his hands, Xu Yi felt a little regretful. How many buffet hotpots would he have to eat?
The last time I forcibly punished the two people who hurt Xiaoyu, my body has never fully recovered.
She has been in very poor health recently. After running 1500 meters, she started to pant.
So she wanted to buy some honey dew pills to nourish herself.
"Seniors, boss, it's time for me to go on stage!" Zheng Yibai stood up and prepared to go on stage, and whispered to the two of them.
Xu Yi came back to her senses from her trance, "Come on!"
Zhou Qinghua looked at the bearded foreigner on the stage and said, "Come on, beat him up! That foreign guy has a big body, but it's all fake."
Zheng Yibai smiled, smoothed his bangs, tilted his head, and walked towards the field carrying the black iron sword.
"Just wait and see! Foreigners, it's no big deal..."
Xu Yi looked at the tattooed foreigner not far from them. He was looking at the stage with an expressionless face.
What is his name, Alavah, or Avala? Lava?
No matter what his name is, if he wants to do something, be careful because her A Mao is not a pushover.
Qingfeng frowned as he looked at the blond and blue-eyed foreign man in front of him.
It's not that I'm unsure, it's just that the smell is too strong, and it keeps going straight into my nose.
Fortunately, the weather was not hot, otherwise she would have fainted from the suffocation.
It seems we have to fight quickly and decisively!
Including the foreigners, a total of 10 people came on the stage.
Zheng Yibai, Qingfeng and the other young people raised their eyebrows, then looked at the foreigners standing aside, and they instantly understood what he meant.
Smith stood in the middle of the field and smiled gently at everyone, but no one paid any attention to him.
He frowned slightly.
"These Chinese people just love to unite regardless of the occasion. Watch me defeat you!"
"In a martial arts contest, the only way is to stop when the time is right. The last three people standing in this match will win. The match begins now!" Chen Liuyun shouted, waving a red flag in his hand.
It happened so quickly that as soon as Chen Liuyun finished speaking, Qingfeng took the first step. She really couldn't bear it anymore.
She did a somersault and instantly came in front of Smith. Her long legs were stretched straight, and she kicked directly at the face of the Russian with the wind.
Smith was no pushover either. He dodged the attack nimbly by moving sideways.
The muscular thigh swept across and directly attacked Qingfeng's lower body.
With several consecutive backflips, Qingfeng easily avoided Smith's attack.
"Count me in! Hitting a woman is not a big deal!" Zheng Yibai didn't draw his sword and hit Smith directly on the back.
The daily dodging training showed its effect at this time. Smith dodged and lay down, avoiding Zheng Yibai's sword.
He lay on the ground, his legs as fast as lightning, kicking Zheng Yibai continuously.
“Shit!”
A gust of wind blew from the side, and Smith couldn't dodge it in time, and a footprint appeared on his face.
"I told you to show off! Don't you see where we are?!" A young man appeared in an instant.
Zheng Yibai kicked Smith again, knocking him to the ground.
He turned and gave the young man a thumbs-up, "Brother, what's your name? It's interesting!"
The young man smiled cheerfully, "Nice to meet you, Chuyi."
Qingfeng's Lingyun Thorn was thrown directly towards Smith, instantly passing through his clothes on both sides and pinning him to the ground.
Chuyi and Zheng Yibai shouted to Qingfeng in unison: "The lady is so handsome!"
A young man nearby muttered quietly, "Oh, I was too late. I was just about to go up and kick him twice."
Smith, lying on the ground, was madly spouting the Chinese quintessence, chattering and cursing non-stop.
Avala, who was sitting below, also stood up and shouted angrily at Chen Liuyun: "Mr. Chen, this is your way of treating guests. A few people bullying one person?! China has always been known as a country of etiquette, and this is your etiquette?"
Zhou Qinghua, sitting in a wheelchair, comforted him, "Sir, this is a competition, we just need to watch it carefully.
It's a team fight, so how they fight is up to them. All we have to do is watch them carefully! Don't worry, no one will get killed!"
Avala ignored Zhou Huaqing and continued to shout at Chen Liuyun: "Mr. Chen, we came here to communicate, and this is how you treat us?! I thought we could have a good exchange with everyone, but I didn't expect..."
Chen Liuyun walked towards Awara, smiling carefully.
"Mr. Avara, don't worry, they are just young people, they are just joking. Look, Mr. Smith is fine, right?
The rules of the game are to the point, and they will follow them.”
Avara shouted to Smith on the stage: "Shi, come on! Come on! Stand up!"
Smith's face flushed red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or embarrassed. He jumped up and stood up.
He looked at Zheng Yibai, Chuyi and Qingfeng viciously, said nothing, spat, and went straight towards Qingfeng.
Strong fists, carrying wind, smashed towards Qingfeng one after another. Qingfeng was not in a hurry, and calmly blocked the punches one by one.
She flipped over lightly, like a feather, and soared into the air. Her legs flew, leaving afterimages in the air, and she kicked Smith several times in the face.
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