My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 285 One Move, Just One Move!
Luo Chong had severe pain in his chest, felt the humiliation at this moment, felt remorse and unwillingness.

I have been advocating martial arts all my life, how could I lose to an island dog?

He couldn't accept it, but he couldn't do anything about it. He even wanted to jump into the Yellow River.

Guests from all walks of life in the field shook their heads and sighed, not even having the courage to raise their heads.

Shame, great shame!

Everyone hoped that someone would step forward and trample this Benchuan Mingdao, who had suffered a thousand knives, under his feet and ravage him to his heart's content.

But, where is the ability of others, who can beat it?

"I'm so pissed off, whoever can beat those two bastards to the ground, I'm willing to promise with my body!" Han Xiaodie trembled with anger, gearing up, hating why she wasn't a man.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Li Huaifeng walking out of the crowd with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his pockets.

"Brother, isn't it too late? We agreed to only discuss each other, don't make it so formal. There is an old saying in Huaxia, keep a line in life, so we can meet each other in the future!" Li Huaifeng said calmly.

Ben Chuan Mingdao turned his head mechanically and saw that it was Li Huaifeng, the defeated general. He sneered fearlessly at the corner of his lips and said, "Are the old Chinese sayings convincing? What qualifications do you have to teach us Yamato in a vulnerable country?" The strong man of the nation?"

After saying that, he clasped Luo Chong's wrist tightly and asked him to kneel down and offer tea, but he didn't pay attention to Li Huaifeng.

"But I don't think you are so strong, you like to fight so much, why don't we come and play?" Li Huaifeng walked forward unsteadily.

"You are not worthy, you can't even beat this garbage, are you qualified to fight with me?" Mingdao Benchuan snorted coldly.

"There are mistakes in people, and there are mistakes in horses. Maybe Luo Dashao has indulged too much in the past few days, his body has been exhausted, and he has not exerted half of his normal strength, so you were lucky enough to win!"

Li Huaifeng laughed, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he went to the stage, picked up a brush, and wrote four large characters on the rice paper: "Sick Man of East Asia".

"I think everyone is familiar with these four characters. They represent a period of history between our two countries. Let's fight again. If I lose, I will eat these four characters. If you lose, this character How about sending you back to the country?"

Li Huaifeng showed Benchuan Mingdao the big crooked calligraphy characters.

His handwriting was ugly since he was a child, and his calligraphy at this time is like a pile of shit, which makes it impossible to find a reason to compliment him.

"Idiot, it's embarrassing now, don't you think it's not enough?"

"Get off, don't talk nonsense!"

"Yes, you are not qualified to say these words!"

In the arena, no matter the school seniors or the successful people in the society, they all pointed and pointed at Brother Feng, and they seemed to transfer their anger to Li Huai's limelight, drowning him with saliva.

Hearing this, Li Huaifeng frowned, looked around the crowd and sneered, "I'm not qualified, why don't you come?"

"you……"

Everyone was deflated at once, and they couldn't squeeze out a fart after holding it in for a long time. After all, Young Master Luo couldn't beat these two islanders, so wouldn't he be courting death by himself!
"You Huaxia people are really interesting. Since you like to humiliate yourself, of course we will accompany you!" Mingdao Benchuan smiled slightly.

I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise in today's slap in the face.

Once the four words "sick man of East Asia" are buckled, the ending will be more exciting. After returning to China, he may be personally commended by the Prime Minister and reach the sky in one step.

Li Huaifeng came to the venue, took off his suit jacket, folded it neatly aside, and brought Han Xiaodie over, and asked his sister-in-law to take the calligraphy that he thought was good.

"Turtle Island, go and teach this young man!" Ben Chuan Mingdao hooked his fingers, not intending to do anything himself.

"You two go up together, so you don't have to worry about it!" Li Huaifeng laughed casually.

This sentence made the onlookers stomp their feet in anger, secretly scolding Li Huaifeng for pretending to be B, ruining the slim chance of winning!

Lin Ziqing on the side also blushed and her heart beat, Li Huaifeng was her student, and she would be blamed for causing such a catastrophe.

She was very puzzled, what kind of stimulation did this little person from a migrant worker experience to forcefully show off his power here? Could it be that the pressure of fate caused him to have serious mental problems?

"I can beat you to death alone!" Kameshima Taro was enraged by Li Huaifeng's arrogance, and his huge body rushed towards him.

With every step, the ground vibrated quite a bit, and the rumbling sound was shocking, making the momentum even more impressive.

"Take your life!" Kameshima Taro's thick iron arms trembled violently, gradually revealing the large muscles wrapped under the fat layer, and he stepped forward to knock Li Huaifeng down.

Faced with this monstrous momentum, Li Huaifeng remained unmoved. Seeing that the opponent's palm was an inch away from his head, Li Huaifeng suddenly stretched out his iron fist.

With a bang, it collided with Gui Dao's palm. Gui Dao felt the opponent's lean body, and unexpectedly burst out with strength that could resist him, and his brows frowned.

But before he could react, he heard a bang.

Li Huaifeng actually grabbed Gui Dao's arm, lifted him up in the air, and threw him over the shoulder.

Wearing the stars and wearing the moon, the king relies on the mountains.

With a puff, Li Huaifeng smashed Guidao's huge body weighing more than 230 kilograms to the floor, a mouthful of old blood gushed out of his throat, and snowflakes splashed all over the sky, which was really beautiful.

Cracking, crackling, the crackling sound of the floor followed, and the two-meter-square floor below Guidao's body was broken into complex stripes, just like his body under the fat, his ribs were shattered.

One move is useless in seconds, using a simple over-the-shoulder throw that ordinary people can do, but it has a shocking effect that even the special effects of movies can't achieve.

"Good, very strong!"

Lin Ziqing's heart took a 180-degree turn in a second, her jade hand unconsciously scratched her smooth thigh, and the black stockings were torn into fine cracks, causing several old professors beside her to swallow their saliva, feeling impetuous.

"Brother-in-law, you force me to give full marks!"

Han Xiaodie held up the banner of the sick man in East Asia, and was about to burrow his head into the cracks in the ground, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the figure of his brother-in-law Aoli, and the half-dead fat pig below.

The little girl instantly understood that her brother-in-law's loss to Luo Chong was obviously pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and deliberately pretending to be low-key.

"Brother-in-law is really good or bad, but I like it to death!"

"Next!"

Li Huaifeng stepped on Kameshima Taro's face, and walked forward with dragon and tiger strides.

Benchuan Mingdao was about to take a sip of tea, but he didn't expect that the battle was over by the time he toasted.

What's happening here?
This man couldn't even beat Luo Chong before, how could he kill Turtle Island in seconds?Unforgivable!
Benchuan Mingdao got up violently, his iron arm shook, and he roared and rushed towards Li Huaifeng.

"I want you to kowtow and offer tea!"

Ben Chuan Mingdao held his breath, and blasted out his iron fist, as fast as lightning, using ten success powers, to kill Li Huaifeng instantly.

Brother Feng faced the difficulties, neither humble nor overbearing, and his fists suddenly protruded, faster and more stable.

Between the flashes and flints, there was only a bang, as if heavy objects hit each other, and the crackling sound was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

Benchuan Mingdao only felt that his fist had hit a towering mountain, and the heartbreaking pain of bone fractures flowed from the fist to the wrist and flowed through the whole body.

"what!"

A heart-piercing wailing sounded, Ben Chuan Ming Dao was like a bird in the wind and waves, his body flew out straight upside down, half of the shoulder had obvious bone dislocation, which was shocking.

With a thud, he flew upside down five meters and fell to the ground, feeling dizzy and unable to get up again.

one move.

Another trick!
Pulling the arrogant Benchuan Mingdao off the altar, the king turned into a dead man, half dead.

"Li Huaifeng, you..." Luo Chong saw Ben Chuan Mingdao lying at his feet, foaming at the mouth, and his heart was overwhelmed.

He suddenly understood that Brother Feng couldn't beat him before, he obviously possessed the strength of a king, pretended to be a rookie with a bronze rank, and didn't want to be his enemy.

"I do!"

Luo Chong looked at Li Huaifeng with burning eyes, and said these two words from the bottom of his heart.

He is sincerely convinced, in this life he only obeys one kind of person, the strong with real ability, and Li Huaifeng is just the representative here.

Normally, Luo Chong would not easily say soft words with his head bowed, but it is different now.

What Li Huaifeng kills in seconds is the garbage of the island country, to promote the prestige of our country, and to boost the status of Chinese martial arts.

This is a feat that Luo Chong wanted to do but was unable to accomplish.

How could such a person with great forbearance and courage become an enemy?

Must make friends with life.

(End of this chapter)