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Chapter 124 The Fanatic
Looking fixedly at Zhong Biao, Chen Haoran said after a long time, "Ming Jin executives, no wonder no wonder."

If Zhong Biao had a look of disdain when he came in, then after hearing Chen Haoran's words, he was not calm at all.This kid knew Ming Jin and even said his realm in one word, which is enough to explain the problem.

He is also a warrior.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.Zhong Biao stared closely at the young man in front of him, his head was filled with shock.Such a young martial artist, is this true?
"You seem to be very curious about my age? Do you wonder why I am a warrior at this age?" As if he had seen through it, Chen Haoran expressed Zhong Biao's doubts: "There are as many powerful people in China as dogs, so this should be possible. Explain your doubts."

There are as many awesome people in China as dogs?
Hearing Chen Haoran's rough language, Zhong Biao snorted heavily.As the so-called 'hearing is believing, seeing is believing', since you think it is false, then directly verify it.

"For the time being, it doesn't matter whether you are true or not, if you can catch my five moves, then I will let you go."

After the words fell, Zhong Biao stepped on the ground with his toes, and the next moment he jumped onto the table.The movement didn't stop, and the fist was aimed directly at Chen Haoran's head.

The fist wind whistled, and there were rustling sounds in the air scraping the ground.

If this punch hits, Chen Haoran's head will explode like a watermelon.

Looking at the mighty fist, Chen Haoran narrowed his eyes.The toes hooked under the table, and then leaned back against the chair and pressed down to the side.When he finished these movements, Zhong Biao's fist came over.

call.

A voice sounded, and a fist grazed Chen Haoran's face.Seeing that the fist failed to hit Chen Haoran, the corners of Zhong Biao's mouth curled up: "Hey, you were fooled."

The fist that fell in the air stopped for a moment, and the next moment it opened and turned into a palm.Pulling back abruptly, the palm unexpectedly moved towards Chen Haoran's cheek again.

Arbitrarily control the rhythm of power and speed!
Seeing this scene, Chen Haoran's eyes widened incredulously, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.The hurdle that has been hindering him from going to the top of Mingjin seems to have a clear understanding, rhythm, rhythm.

"This kid, unexpectedly realized at this time?"

Seeing the dumbfounded Chen Haoran, Zhong Biao's eyes were full of surprise.I have never heard of someone comprehending it during a battle. You must know that the battle between warriors is terrible.

If you are not careful, someone can kill you with one move.Comprehension, it depends on when.For their warriors, comprehending this thing must be in a quiet place where no one is disturbed.

Fortunately, Chen Haoran realized it during the battle.

"It seems that you can't accept my five moves."

Sniffing coldly, Zhong Biao's eyes were full of sarcasm.The palm of his hand increased again, and he slapped Chen Haoran's cheek.Being slapped by myself, no matter how you say it, you have to spit out blood.

The strength of Mingjin's top management is no joke.It is normal for ordinary people to be slapped to death, and those whose strength is not as good as their own will definitely vomit blood if they are drawn.

Obviously, the fate of this kid is obvious, and Zhong Biao has lost interest in him with a curl of his lips.But the next moment his eyes widened inexplicably, and at the same time a wave of excitement burst out of his heart.

"You seem disappointed?"

Just when Zhong Biao's slap was about to hit his face, Chen Haoran moved.He waved his hand and grabbed Zhong Biao's wrist.It made the latter unable to move, no matter how hard he tried.

What's going on here?

He was about to slap this kid, but he was controlled at the last moment.What's going on, how did he react?

Impossible, it's not at all possible.

Zhong Biao knew his own strength, and even a martial artist of the same level as him could not escape such a short distance.This kid has not yet reached the top level of Mingjin, but blocked his own attack?
"There is nothing impossible in this world, if you think it's impossible, it's just that you haven't encountered it yet."

Holding Zhong Biao's wrist, Chen Haoran smiled, and at the same time pulled hard with his palm.Zhong Biao, who was so powerful, was caught off guard, and flew towards Chen Haoran with his whole body.

"Ming Jin executives, that's how it is."

When Zhong Biao's head was about to fall, Chen Haoran moved sideways and took a step to the left.He stood up from the stool a long time ago, even raised his thigh and kicked up.

boom.

The knee directly hit Zhong Biao's stomach, and the next moment Chen Haoran let go of his right hand.Zhong Biao, who was bombarded in the stomach, flew to the wall before screaming.

boom.

A dull impact sounded, and even the whole room was shaking.Leaning on the table behind him, Chen Haoran looked playfully at Zhong Biao who was lying on the ground: "Three moves, you still have two moves left."

Shock!Jaw-dropping!unbelievable!

These three expressions appeared consecutively on the faces of two people, they were Zhao Ming and Zheng Yuan who watched this scene through the glass.Rubbing their sore eyes, they were horrified to discover that it was all true.

That seemingly powerless boy actually threw a 1.8 meter tall man over his shoulder?Is this world too crazy, or are teenagers developing too fast?

"Director Zheng, is this what you call winning the championship?"

After a long time, Zhao Ming came back to his senses and snorted coldly.

"Mr. Zhao, Zhong Biao was not like this before."

Being scolded by Zhao Ming, Zheng Yuan's face was full of embarrassment.A moment ago, he even boasted about Haikou, which would definitely make Chen Haoran's death miserable.But the actual situation now is that Zhong Biao was beaten badly.

Although the fighting process in the room just now was very fast, they didn't even see the specific situation clearly.But the result has proved everything, Zhong Biao was beaten and fell to the ground.

"Zhong Biao, Zhong Biao, don't be shy at the critical moment."

Thinking that this is related to his official career next year, Zheng Yuan kept screaming in his heart.

"Haha, it's so cool."

In the room, Zhong Biao, who was lying on the ground, got up.He didn't have any anger because of his physical injury, on the contrary he was very excited.Looking at Chen Haoran's eyes flickering, it seemed that he had found something good.

"Your strength is also high-level, haha." Seeing Chen Haoran's calm expression, Zhong Biao exclaimed excitedly: "Your strength is very strong, but it's not enough."

After saying this, Zhong Biao rushed over, waving his fist and falling towards Chen Haoran in the air.He hasn't felt this way for a long time, and he can use his power unscrupulously.

As a martial artist, he is only 25 years old this year.He stepped into the ranks of warriors seven years ago, and with awe-inspiring talent, he has cultivated to the top of Mingjin.As the so-called master is lonely, Zhong Biao is exactly like this.

Surrounded by ordinary people in life, I can't show my strength at all.After being suppressed for a long time, he had to vent on the sandbag, and finally on the criminal.And this is why he is willing to interrogate criminals, because it can let him vent.

It's just that even so, he was still unhappy, the criminal was at most physically stronger.Kneeling down and begging for mercy after a few punches is meaningless.But the encounter with Chen Haoran today made the depression buried in his heart surge up.

"Haha, I don't feel well if I don't have a good time today."

Fists fell on Chen Haoran like raindrops, and Zhong Biao's face was full of enthusiasm.

Constantly resisting that stormy fist, at this moment Chen Haoran's only feeling is speechless.

Well, today I've run into a fanatic.

……

　I just need to write a few more chapters on weekends. I can’t keep up with the rhythm recently.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)