He threw away the microphone and staggered over here wearing sunglasses.
Even his walking posture was exaggerated.
The cigarette he was chewing on his mouth combined with his Western cowboy-like dress made him look very attractive. accurate. otbnkotgt Stepping onto our side of the stands and walking in front of Lingqian, Fatty and Luo Qiong took a step forward, blocking his way.
"Hey, I'm talking to my sister, what are you outsiders doing in the way?"
He smiled and said, taking a step forward, and then he saw Fatty and Luo Qiong strangely taking two steps back.
It was as if he had been pushed away by an invisible hand.
"How could it be possible?"
Fatty and Luo Qiong looked surprised at the same time, as if they didn't know what was happening.
Lingsa took two steps forward and stood in front of Lingqian, then boldly reached out and pinched Lingqian's chin, spit out the cigarette butt, showed an exaggerated smile, and said, "Long time no see, sister. " "Let go" Lingqian shouted in disgust, but just as she raised her hand to push his hand away, her whole hand was frozen in mid-air, as if frozen.
"Don't be so cold.
When I was a kid, you admired me the most.
You followed me every day like a tail that couldn't be shaken off.
But I haven't seen you for many years.
You have become much more beautiful.
By the way, we were engaged when we were kids. , and the engagement has not been terminated to this day.
From the family's point of view, you should be my wife."
As he spoke, he slowly approached Lingqian, and Lingqian's body stiffened as if frozen.
But the expression on his face showed pain, like a beautiful bird stuck in a quagmire, with its wings bound and unable to escape the danger of death.
"Hey."
At this moment, a hand gently blocked Lingqian's neck from behind and pulled Lingqian back.
Lingqian's face was full of shock.
She stepped back and leaned into my arms.
She raised her head and looked at me in surprise.
With a cold expression on my face, I stared at Lingsa with ice-like eyes and said, "Don't touch her."
Lingsa looked at his hands, then at me, and laughed loudly: "Haha, I didn't expect that after so many years, you already have a lover."
"I'm not her lover, but I am the one who protects her.
Don't touch her."
My words were still full of hostility.
Like an angry lion, the person in front of him has been blacklisted.
"Calm down, China doesn't allow close relatives to marry.
It's not recognized by law.
However," the smile on his face disappeared mid-sentence, and he replaced it with a face filled with murderous intent.
"I hate it when others steal it."
Take my stuff, especially the stuff that interests me.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he put his hand on his lower back.
I immediately raised the Golden Circle, and the real dragon flame was only a few dozen centimeters away from the grandson.
"Don't move."
He shrugged, but what he took out from his lower back was a card.
Upon closer inspection, it was a playing card.
He placed the playing card on the ground, then smiled weirdly, put his hands in his trouser pockets and retreated. go back.
I put away the golden circle and looked down.
The playing cards on the floor had the image of a clown clearly printed on them.
"Why is it a playing card?"
Luo Qiong asked strangely.
I was about to speak, but then I realized that I had been holding Lingqian in my arms and not letting go.
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I immediately retracted my hand in embarrassment and said with a slightly hot face: "I'm sorry.
I forgot."
Lingqian shook his head and said: "Thank you.
Lingsa has had incredible power since he was a child.
It is like a magic power that can make people close to him.
Especially those who are not as powerful as him, stay still or even retreat. .
I remember that when I was young, he often used this trick to deal with the children in the family and some domestic servants, and it seemed that only my brother was not under his control. " "Why did he leave a playing card?"
the fat man also asked strangely.
"I don't know either.
He didn't have this habit in the past."
Lingqian could only shake his head and said.
I looked up and saw Lingsa walking back to his side.
Are we going to meet this guy in the next game?
No matter what old man Lingqun's idea is, I will not lose to Lingsa.
It should be said that I rarely hate someone for no reason, but Lingsa broke this precedent.
Maybe it was because of the disharmony in his temperament.
I don't see how he feels about it.
After Linghu's twists and turns, the competition started again after about an hour.
Lingsa was arranged to sit right across from us in the stands.
This guy was smoking.
When watching the competition on the field, he always showed disdain and laughed.
Even though I don't have a good impression of the other members of the Ling family, this guy sitting in the middle of a group of people from the Ling family opposite seems to stand out, perhaps just like what Lingqian said.
This is a man who is full of aura and seems to become the center of attention wherever he sits.
The three people sitting behind him showed little performance from beginning to end.
The two men and one woman did not even say a word.
They were very quiet, like wooden people.
The current competition has finally ended, and it has been a lose-lose battle.
Like the previous parties, all parties have similar forces at this point.
The result of the fierce battle is that both sides are fighting to the death, but the remaining people have not continued to compete for the head of the family. strength.
In other words, if we can defeat Lingsa easily and retain part of our strength, we will definitely win in the subsequent competition, and Lingqian will be equivalent to having taken the position of the head of the family.
I believe that Lingsa opposite thinks the same.
"Let's proceed to the next competition.
Please come to the edge of the ring from both sides."
Ling Qian led everyone down to the stands.
Ling Sa stood opposite the ring with a cigarette and a faint sneer.
"First line, come on" Si Hui raised the microphone and shouted loudly.
A big man behind Lingsa on the opposite side walked up.
The fat man patted me on the shoulder and said, "It's up to the brothers to take the lead this time."
"Be careful.
Your Vajra's upper body time is relatively short.
If you can't defeat it, retreat."
I instructed.
"Don't worry.
A few minutes are enough.
You won't be able to beat the opponent to death."
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He smiled and walked onto the ring.
The big man opposite took off his coat, revealing his strong and muscular muscles, but the most eye-catching thing was the horrific scars on his body.
At first glance, there were almost no good skin at all.
This is what is left after many terrible battles.
Just these scars can scare many people, the fat man is carrying a demon hunting crossbow.
He looked at the other side and said, "Not bad, did you go to fight in the past?"
The person on the other side didn't speak, and looked at the ground.
"Hey, I'm asking you a question.
Are you deaf?"
The indifferent attitude on the other side made the fat man a little unhappy.
Three gongs sounded, and the battle had just begun.
The man on the opposite side suddenly raised his hand, and a strange purple light flashed in his eyes.
Then he roared and rushed towards the fat man.
The fat man quickly retreated, and first fired two explosive arrows at the man opposite, both of which accurately hit the man's body, but did not cause much damage to the opponent after the explosion.
"Damn it, aren't you afraid of exploding?"
The fat man immediately put on the poison arrow box, and fired poison arrows one after another.
However, the opponent's skin had obviously been trained and specially blessed, and the poison arrows could not penetrate at all.
After being shot, they were immediately shot by the skin. open.
At this moment, the distance between the opponent and the fat man was also very close.
After a punch was thrown, the fat man ducked to the side.
He clearly avoided the opponent's fist, but a piece of skin was still scratched on his face, and there was blood on the spot. flowed down.
"Didn't you miss it?
Why is Brother Cui bleeding?"
Luo Qiong asked in surprise.
"It's fist strength."
Lai Guodong, who was standing behind, said with a serious face, "I heard that the real masters of martial arts in ancient times exercised their bodies and practiced internal skills day after day.
When they fought, the fists they punched were full of fist strength.
This punching force is like a terrible energy that will expand the area of destruction of the fist, so it seems that it clearly missed, but the punching force still hurt Cui Zhen. " The fat man hurriedly took a few steps back and touched the blood on his face.
When he saw that he was injured, the fat man's face changed slightly, and he shouted: "Mom, I'll give you the face, if I don't break your hand, I won't have a last name."
Cui" As he spoke, he took out the incense and the token from his pocket, lit the incense and recited the mantra, sat cross-legged, and was about to invite Vajra to take over.
The man opposite turned around, looked at the fat man, and rushed over without hesitation.
"Brother Cui, be careful!"
Yuan Feng shouted anxiously, seeing that the other party had already rushed in front of the fat man
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