Beauty's Supreme Expert

0Yu Jun and the others completely didn't expect this to happen, and their expressions were extremely unsightly.    0

    

"Useless trash, get the hell back here!"    

    

After getting Muscular Man back, Yu Jun said, "Miss Zhao, I'll advise you one last time. If you continue to stand up for us, don't blame us for actually fighting you."    

    

"If you have the ability, then come. I'm not afraid of you."    

    

Looking at Muscular Man who had left in a sorry state, Zhao Rongrong curled her lips: "If you want to deal with the Dragon Tiger Fist Hall, first go to my trial, then we'll talk."    

    

"Sun Lianghu, do you really want to see us make a move against Miss Zhao?"    

    

Yu Jun didn't waste any more time on Zhao Rongrong. He shouted at Sun Lianghu, "Or do you only have this much backbone? You need to rely on a woman to stand up for you?"    

    

"Miss Zhao, you have done enough for Boxing House."    

    

Sun Lianghu gestured for Zhao Rongrong to retreat and sighed. "If this goes on, you will definitely get hurt. Leave the rest to me. I promise I will beat the crap out of them."    

    

"Director Sun, don't worry."    

    

Knowing that this wouldn't do, Zhao Rongrong retreated two steps back. "I'll call my friend immediately. As long as my friend comes over, they'll be fine."    

    

According to her understanding of Lin Fann, as long as Lin Fann came over, these people would not be a match for him.    

    

"Director Sun, you look like a real man."    

    

Seeing Zhao Rongrong retreating, Yu Jun instructed Bao Zi, "Bao Zi, go up and spar with Director Sun. Remember not to be too ruthless."    

    

After rubbing his fists and walking out, Baozi licked his lips: "Director Sun, I didn't expect us to have a second chance so soon."    

    

"Hmph, despicable scum."    

    

With both hands in an offensive posture, Sun Lianghu said sarcastically, "Today, I will let my Wing Chun Fist greet you and let you know what an expert is."    

    

"Wing Chun Fist, I spit on it."    

    

He spat on the ground, and Baozi threw himself at him with his fists clenched, "Your Wing Chun Fist is nothing more than a flowery display. It's a good fight after all."    

    

Whew ~    

    

The wind howled as the leopard's fist smashed towards Sun Lianghu's head.    

    

In the eyes of a leopard, Sun Lianghu was just a piece of trash from the very beginning.    

    

Bang.    

    

The sound of fists clashing rang. Sun Lianghu didn't cower but chose to engage in close combat.    

    

In his mind, this move was related to the change in his aura.    

    

One had to know that behind him, there were only a lot of students left. Miss Zhao, the investor, was also watching.    

    

"Director Sun, it seems like your feet can still be used."    

    

After being pushed back two steps, a trace of coldness flashed across Bao Zi's eyes. "I just don't know how long you can last."    

    

"It's enough as long as you can hang on until you can't."    

    

Seeing the coldness in Bao Zi's eyes, Sun Lianghu retracted his injured right leg: "Yu Jun, aren't you afraid of losing if you don't go and send a piece of trash on stage?"    

    

"Sun Lianghu, you think too highly of yourself."    

    

Yu Jun looked at him with a cigarette in his mouth, his face filled with mockery and disdain. "I feel like sending leopards to deal with you is a waste of my talent."    

    

"Hehe, Director Sun, don't worry, this is just the beginning."    

    

His attention was still on Sun Lianghu's right leg, the leopard once again swung his fist and pounced over: "The good show has just started, let's slowly play."    

    

"It's no use, your fist can't hurt me …" "Ah …    

    

Sun Lianghu didn't directly clash with the leopard's fist. This time, he pushed forward with both of his hands and then pulled them back to deflect the force from the leopard's fist.    

    

But at this moment, a sharp pain came from his injured right leg.