Flower Master in the City

Chapter 827

"Er!" Zhao Qingqing frowned and groaned with pain. She fell a little bit.

"Yeah, great!" Wang Xiaoya claps her hands. "Zhao Qingqing, you are a big liar. You have been punished. That is Jin minhao’s death club. You are really good. Keep up your efforts and beat her again!"

A group of people were speechless about Wang’s Schadenfreude, and Jin minhao glared at Wang.

"Don’t you want to be shameful, Bonzi? How can you use such a dirty move! " Zhao Qingqing has now climbed up from the ground and scolded angrily.

"President, why don’t you face this dead stick?" Someone couldn’t help asking.

"The damned lollipop actually played hooligan and attacked my chest. The president’s 34d football almost got hit, which made me disorganized all of a sudden, so he hit me!" Zhao Qingqing said angrily, "it’s shameless. Don’t you know that you can’t beat a woman’s chest?"

"Because they don’t treat you as a woman!" Wang Xiaoya answers.

"Shut up!" Zhao Qingqing stares at Wang Xiaoya. This damned little girl knows to gloat at and fall into the trap!

"As expected, Bonzi is still shameless. If he doesn’t win, he will come to hell!"

"People’s faces are all made up, and they need a fart face!"

"Yes, they have no face!"

"Get out of here!"

"Go away!"

......

Dozens of people heckled together. This stick is really shameless. It actually won their president with such a dirty trick!

But Jin minhao was indifferent, and didn’t think he was moved by the momentum at all. After a long time, he said in a sarcastic tone: "you Chinese are really like this. If you lose, you will find an excuse for yourself. You will never admit that your strength is inferior to that of your opponents. It’s sad!"

"Who made an excuse? Did you not sneak on my chest Cried Zhao Qingqing angrily.

"In the battlefield, we only recognize life and death, but not the result. Martial arts are the same. The result is the most important. Win is win, lose is lose. No matter what method is used, it doesn’t matter. Now I win, you lose, and this is the result!" Jin minhao sneered, "the so-called Chinese martial arts, but also so, I advise you, or immediately disband your so-called Chinese martial arts association!"

"Well, even if you are shameless Zhao Qingqing snorted, "what do you think of winning? You have the ability to fight with my master!"

"Master?" Jin minhao sneered again. "This is also your favorite move of Chinese people. If your apprentice loses, your master will show up. But it doesn’t matter. What about your master? I can still beat him! "

"That’s good. Now fight with my master. He can stab you to death with one finger!" Zhao Qingqing said, "look, that’s my master!"

Zhao Qingqing said while pointing to summer, but also let people once again focus on summer.

"You are Zhao Qingqing’s master?" Jin minhao looked at the summer and asked in a cold voice.

"No." Summer denied, "I don’t have such a disgraceful apprentice!"

"That’s right, brother Xia is not the master of Zhao Qingqing’s swindler!" Wang Xiaoya also stares at Jin minhao with a little dissatisfaction. "You have such a bad vision. You can’t have your eyes fixed during the plastic surgery, right?"

Hearing this, Jin minhao looks angry in his eyes, while Zhao Qingqing can’t help muttering. This little girl’s mouth is really poisonous. It seems that it’s hard to get advantage of quarreling with her in the future.

"What? Do you have no courage to admit that it is master Zhao Qingqing? " Jin minhao stared at summer with a sarcasm in his voice. He was scolded several times by Wang Xiaoya, but he felt that he lost his identity by arguing with the little girl, so he decided to take summer as a vent, because he could see that summer was close to Wang Xiaoya.

"Idiot!" Summer glared at Jin minhao, "Zhao Qingqing is not my apprentice. If she were my apprentice, she would have trampled you to death."

"It’s also your Chinese tradition to talk big." Jin minhao sneered, "it’s a pity that everyone can say big words. It’s another matter whether we can do it or not."

In summer, he looked at Jin minhao a little puzzled: "Hey, do you want to be beaten, idiot? If you really don’t want to be beaten, just say it. I’ll beat you right away. "

"Brother in summer, beat him up. This Korean stick looks really bad!" Wang Xiaoya is agitating for summer.

"Yes, yes, master, this dead stick is shameless!" Zhao Qingqing also ran over. This time, she and Wang Xiaoya stood in the same line rarely, "teach him a lesson and let him know your strength!"

"Hello, I’ll beat you if you call me Shifu again!" Summer discontented staring at Zhao Qingqing, "you can’t even beat such an idiot, and even dare to call my master, it’s a shame to me!"

After saying this, he looked at Jin minhao in summer and said, "Hey, you idiot who needs to be beaten, I’ll tell you what is really powerful martial arts!"

"Is it? I’d like to see how good you are! " Jin minhao sneered.

"Hum, I said that my master can stab you with a finger!" Zhao Qingqing shouted excitedly, "master, you can stab the dead stick with one finger, eh, it hurts!"

Summer kicks in Zhao Qingqing’s ass, kicks her to fly, at the same time has a little discontented to say: "all let you not shout my master!"

Zhao Qingqing is lucky this time. She flew a few meters. She was still standing when she landed. She rubbed her ass with her hands and never dared to call master Xia again.

"Ah, idiot, although Zhao Qingqing’s useless girl is not my apprentice, she is right. I can stab you with one finger." Looking at Jin minhao in summer, "but I think it’s a waste to stab you with my fingers. I can kill you without my hands!"

Summer forward a step, and then continue to say: "ah, idiot, quick hands, I stand still, can kill you!"

"Like Zhao Qingqing, you don’t have a clean mouth!" Jin minhao had been spitting blood for a long time by an idiot in summer. Hearing this, he could not bear it any more. Suddenly, he rushed to summer and hit him with a heavy fist.

Summer is really standing still, he did not avoid at all, so let Kim minhao a boxing in his chest.

"Click!"

"Er!"

With these two very loud voices, Jin minhao flew out and fell heavily on the ground. His face was very pale, twisted by pain, and his forehead was full of sweat.

Summer is still standing in place, as if nothing happened: "how about it? Now you know I can kill you without moving