my goddess school flower

flop flop...

Fei Ye was like sharp swords, piercing through Wu Bufeng's skin, tore through his clothes, then soared into the sky, and landed at Wang Ziqiao's feet.

Wang Ziqiao also stepped on the leaves and fell, staring at Wu Bufeng quietly.

In the end, Wang Ziqiao didn't kill him either, because in this era of information explosion, if he kills people in front of so many people, he will definitely cause a lot of trouble. The power of the public cannot be underestimated, especially those media .

Wu Bufeng stared blankly at Wang Ziqiao, then at his tattered clothes, and said, "Why didn't you kill me?"

Of course, Wang Ziqiao would not say that he was afraid of causing trouble, and replied with a sigh: "You are already old, don't think about fighting and killing all day long, okay? What age is it now? Besides, we have no real Resentment, are also descendants of Yan and Huang, it is not easy to reach your level. I also hope that you will cherish this hard-won martial arts from now on. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people practicing martial arts, and many unique skills are Facing the crisis of being lost, your kung fu does not belong to you alone, I hope you will remember what I said today!"

These words can be said to be high-sounding, and Wu Bufeng frowned. He didn't believe what Wang Ziqiao said from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't refute it with his own situation, so he could only ask quietly: "Then why did you kill Jin Yunfei?" ?”

"Jin Yunfei is different from you. He wanted to kill me from the moment we fought, and he also wanted to kill my companions. He kept company with wolves, protected criminals, and was ruthless. It can be said that he is a criminal himself. As an armed policeman, I It is my duty to eliminate harm for the people, I would like to ask you, are you and Jin Yunfei the same kind of people? Are you also a criminal that the country wants to arrest?"

"Enough, don't say any more, I, Wu Bufeng, am not the kind of person who can't afford to lose! From now on, there will be no more Wu Bufeng in the martial arts world!" After Wu Bufeng finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Ziqiao spat out three words.

Wu Bufeng turned around: "What else do you want to say?"

"Your current injury is very serious. If you don't deal with it in time, it may hinder your future practice! If you believe me, you can go to the Prince's Club with me, and I will help you heal your injury!" Wang Ziqiao calmly road.

Wu Bufeng was taken aback for a moment, he never imagined that he would provoke Wang Ziqiao so much, and Wang Ziqiao actually planned to heal himself. Could it be that he was putting on a show in front of everyone?Or sincerely?

But Wang Ziqiao's gaze gave him a very sincere feeling.

Wang Ziqiao said with a smile: "You don't have to look at me like this, I need a consultation fee to treat a disease, 100 million is indispensable!"

Wu Bufeng didn't believe Wang Ziqiao's words at all. It was too easy to get 100 million to reach his level.

"Could it be that he is looking for steps for me?" Wu Bufeng looked at Wang Ziqiao with a much softer gaze.

At this time, Wang Ziqiao no longer had the physical and mental strength to cast magic. He was also seriously injured, and his arms were still unable to use their strength. The fierce fighting and continuous and rapid use of magic made him feel A feeling of excessive consumption, it is impossible to heal Wu Bufeng on the spot.

So, after speaking, he nodded to Wu Bufeng, turned around and left.

He planned to go to the car, light the ambergris, and take a short break.

……

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Although the voice was small, it could still be heard by Wang Ziqiao and Wu Bufeng, who were surprised almost at the same time.

Especially Wang Ziqiao, only felt the sudden chills all over his body, as if his life might end at any time, without looking at it, he desperately moved his figure.

flutter!

A small silver arrow half a foot long passed through Prince Joe's armpit ribs and nailed to the floor tiles in front of him, halfway into the ground.

It can be seen how powerful this small arrow is, even if it is a tree, it will almost pierce through it.

Wang Ziqiao groaned in pain and almost fell to the ground.

Before he could turn his head, a person appeared from the back of the stage. It was only at this moment that this person yelled loudly: "Prince Qiao, don't go, pay back my junior brother's life!"

Before the voice fell, his figure had already arrived behind Wang Ziqiao, a distance of more than ten meters, and he arrived in the blink of an eye. He swung his palm and hit Wang Ziqiao's back directly.

There was only a second difference between this palm and the arrow just now, and the opponent had already jumped into the air at the same time as he shot the small arrow.

"drink!"

Wang Ziqiao snarled, endured the injured ribs, and dodged to the side desperately.

But it was still half a beat too late, the palm failed to hit his back, but it also rubbed against his shoulder.

bang...

Prince Joe was hit and rolled forward.

But the person who came came after him, and as soon as his toes hit the ground, he jumped like a monkey, catching up with him, and slammed Wang Ziqiao on the back of the head with his palm.

"stop!"

Wu Bufeng finally came to his senses. He didn't know where the strength came from. He moved suddenly and came behind Wang Ziqiao. He raised his palm and hit the person who came.

Bang!

There was another explosion, the air roared, and the energy scattered.

Wu Bufeng retreated three steps in a row, each step cracking a floor tile.

The person who came came rolled backwards, his feet landed on the ground, looked at Wu Bufeng in surprise, and shouted angrily: "Wu Bufeng, what are you doing?"

Wu Bufeng frowned and glared at the other party: "Enough, isn't it glorious for you to attack a junior like this?"

The face of the visitor was resentful, and he felt that Wu Bufeng had changed too much before and after. In terms of sneak attack, isn't your Wu Bufeng also the same?

But he didn't speak, but glared at Prince Joe who was getting up.

Only then did Wang Ziqiao turn his head to look at the person, who was about 50 years old, wearing a very ordinary gray casual clothes, wearing black leather boots, with a short cut, a few white hairs on the sideburns, a wheat complexion, slightly longer cheeks, and a pair of sunken eyes It looked extremely gloomy.

"Zi Qiao!"

"Zi Qiao!"

"Master!"

The people who were still in the car could no longer manage so much, they all rushed out of the car and rushed towards Wang Ziqiao.

Huo Zhendong, Huo Xiang, Yu Wei, Meng Liandie, Tsing Yi, and Wang Ziqiao's parents, Wei Ziao and his son, Zhao Zhong and his son, and so on, all gathered around.

"Zi Qiao, are you alright?" Yu Wei grabbed Wang Ziqiao's arm with an extremely worried expression.

Wang Ziqiao's parents have also supported Wang Ziqiao, and their eyes are full of worry.

"Master?" Wei Ziao threw himself in front of Wang Ziqiao. For this person who has only been a master for a day, Wei Ziao has such a natural sense of closeness, because he feels that only Wang Ziqiao is not afraid of him, and he also taught himself how to fight. .

Wang Ziqiao shook his head. Although he didn't speak, his eyes told everyone that he was fine.

Similarly, Su Feifei in the car not far away also screamed, and wanted to get out of the car, but was grabbed by her mother.

"Mom, let me go and see Ziqiao!" Su Feifei said anxiously.

"No need now, you see there are already so many people around him, let's talk about it later!" Long Huaqian understood her daughter's mood and could only comfort her.

……

"Who are you?" Wang Ziqiao gritted his teeth and looked at the person who attacked him.

"You killed my junior brother, who do you say I am?" the other party asked back.