My personal school belle president

Chapter 497 How many should be killed! (Second more)
"call--"

Fist wind is coming!

The power contained in that beautiful fist is beyond the comparison of ordinary wrestlers.

Meng Yutong's beautiful eyes were fixed on Leng Xunan who was sitting on the chair with a relaxed expression, and the bad feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"Oh!"

Just when her figure was less than two meters away from the other party, Wen Chen who had been drinking tea at the table suddenly patted the edge of the table lightly.

this beat...

The entire table flew out horizontally, very smoothly.The wine bottles on the table were covered, and the vases were all stable, and the wine in the glass was only slightly rippled, and it returned to calm.

This scene was beyond Meng Yutong's expectation.

She originally thought that if Leng Xunan was knocked down with one palm, the young master who was with him should not be Lian Jiazi, but she didn't expect that the other party was a master, not inferior to her.

It seems that this guy hides very deeply!
"Um……"

The heavy edge of the table hit Meng Yutong's lower abdomen, making her cry out in pain.

Meng Yutong staggered back a few steps, with her back pressed against the pillar, feeling as if her entire stomach was about to be shattered, fine sweat broke out on her forehead due to the pain, and her smiling face turned pale.

"Yutong!!"

Leng Ruoxi was shocked, and wanted to come over to help, but was entangled by the old man.

"It's not good for girls to fight and kill."

Wen Chen walked over slowly, holding a wine glass in his hand.

His hands were very clean, with slender fingers, even better maintained than a woman's hands. When I saw it, my first reaction was that these hands should be used to play the piano.

It's a pity...Wen Chen used it to bleed.

Meng Yutong clenched her fist, gritted her silver teeth, and rushed towards the opponent again.

wow——

There was a flash of white light, and there was a long sword in her hand.

In the whistling sound, it was extremely sharp, with an astonishing momentum!
"puff--"

The long sword pierced into the opponent's body. Before Meng Yutong could heave a sigh of relief, he took a closer look, only to find that the blade had only penetrated under the opponent's arm, piercing through the tens of thousands of famous brand suits.

"In Kyoto... you dare to kill someone with a sword?"

Wen Chen smiled.

There was a bit of coldness in the brown pupils.

Lifting his right foot, he kicked Meng Yutong's lower abdomen and sent him flying.

Meng Yutong's body slid seven or eight meters on the floor, bumped into the foot of a sofa, and stopped.

She wanted to get up, but her bones felt like they were falling apart, and the pain was unbearable.

"I've always hated women pretending to be cold, and women who like to fight..."

Wen Chen looked down at her, with no sense of joy or sorrow in his tone, and said flatly: "This place in Kyoto is not your Dongcheng City, no matter how beautiful you are, you have to crawl when you should crawl... …Otherwise, you won’t even have bones left!”

Wen Chen was right.

At the foot of the imperial city, if there is no certain background influence, there are not many people who dare to kill people in broad daylight and still have a good time talking and laughing.

"if……"

Meng Yutong opened her mouth with indifference on her beautiful face: "If he is here, you will die a very miserable death. I am not kidding you, you will really die a miserable death!!"

he?
Wen Chen raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Leng Xunan who was walking over, and said with a smile: "You see, I said she has a boyfriend."

"So what, it's a big deal to pry."

Leng Xunan curled his lips disapprovingly, squatted down, and gently picked up the girl's scattered hair, revealing the other's indifferent eyes, and said softly: "Miss Yutong, give me a chance, I'm afraid I really fall in love with you gone."

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of saliva touched Leng Xunan's face.

"You will make me love you more."

Leng Xunan didn't seem to be angry, took out a tissue and wiped the saliva off his face, his tone was still so gentle.

Standing up, he took the wine glass from Wen Chen's hand.

Taking a sip, he lowered his head and said to Meng Yutong: "The man you mentioned just now is your boyfriend, right? I don't know where he is now? The tone of your voice scares me, it seems very powerful."

Facing Leng Xunan's ridicule, Meng Yutong pursed his lips and did not respond.

She sighed slightly in her heart.

perhaps……

Qin Yang is probably still in the ancient martial arts world, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

"I am here."

Suddenly, an extremely cold voice came faintly from the stairs.

Hearing this voice, Meng Yutong's delicate body trembled, and she hurriedly looked sideways...

There, stood a young man, his body was as straight as a long spear releasing a sharp cold air, the cold air was threatening.

His face is very calm, but under the calm, he can feel the killing intent and anger contained in it!

"Qin Yang..."

A bright smile slowly bloomed on the girl's face, and crystal tears dripped from the corners of her eyes, full of joy, excitement, self-blame and guilt.

"What do you mean, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there."

Leng Xunan snorted and smiled, looking at Qin Yang with a cold face, he raised his voice and said, "Brother, are you Miss Meng's boyfriend? You look too frustrating, why don't I make a price and give your woman to me?" !"

Qin Yang didn't speak.

He walked step by step, the sound of his shoes tapping on the smooth floor, this sound seemed to hit people's hearts.

There is no emotion in a pair of cold eyes.

The spectators around also shivered.

"Who is this kid? He dares to challenge the Fourth Young Master of Kyoto."

"He didn't even want his life for a woman. This kid is too stupid. I already have a premonition that their house will be demolished by Young Master Leng tomorrow."

"Anyone who dares to provoke the perverted Fourth Young Master in Kyoto will not end well."

"..."

Those spectators gave Qin Yang sympathetic looks.

Even though Qin Yang's aura was scary, they were not optimistic that Qin Yang would have a better life in the hands of Young Master Leng and Young Master Wen.

"Master!!"

When the old man saw Qin Yang, his pupils shrank, and he stopped fighting with Tong Lele and Leng Ruoxi. He subconsciously protected Leng Xunan, and even took out a pair of gold silk gloves and put them on his hands. It looks like you are facing a big enemy.

Looking closely, cold sweat even rolled down his forehead.

"Step aside!"

Qin Yang walked up to Wen Chen and spit out two words.

Wen Chen clenched his fists and wanted to make a move, but for some reason, he lifted his feet abruptly, giving the opponent a distance.

What a strong blood!
Wen Chen, who is called "bloodthirsty bat" by outsiders, has an extremely sensitive sense of bloody smell.

The blood radiating from Qin Yang's body is not felt by ordinary people, but he can feel it, and it penetrates deep into the bone marrow, which makes people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

How many people did this guy kill!

Wen Chen was secretly shocked.

"You girl, you still make me worry so much."

Looking at the girl's pale face, Qin Yang felt distressed and angry at the same time.

He put his palm on the girl's lower abdomen and began to heal the wound...

"sorry."

Meng Yutong's tone was erratic, and she didn't know what to apologize for.

"I'll talk about the apology at night. Now tell me how many people should be killed."

Qin Yang said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, the hot and dry air around suddenly dropped several degrees, and became cool.

(End of this chapter)