Miss CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Wu Feilong in public to Xu Ye's people under the war, provocatively looking at Yang Pang Zi and other three people.

Yang pangzi, Song Yang and Liu Ziyuan looked at Xu Qing not far away.

Xu Qing warned them that no matter what happened, his identity must not be revealed now.

But at this time, the arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

If they admit it in public, they may be able to avoid a war, but Mr. Xu's face will be wiped out.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Ziyuan took the lead and stood in front of his head and yelled: "Damn it! I will meet you first

Wu Feilong looked at Liu Ziyuan and was happy: "you are a thin salted fish. You three, come on together, let me kill you quickly, so that I can take the beautiful woman back to filial piety

"Bullying too much!"

Liu Ziyuan flew up and kicked Wu Feilong.

But the skills of the two people are so different.

Not waiting for his foot to kick down half, Wu Feilong also kicks the foot to come out.

Originally, the distance between the two people was not too far, and Liu Ziyuan was the first to kick, which was the upper hand.

But I didn't expect that big foot of Wu Feilong fell on him first.

Liu Ziyuan is not a practitioner. He just fights more often in the street. How can he compare with a real warrior?

Therefore, after Wu Feilong kicked in, Liu Ziyuan hardly had any struggle, and the whole person flew backward and obliquely.

Yang pangzi and Song Yang see this, and quickly make eye contact with each other and attack Wu Feilong in the same way.

Song Yang had a guy with him. It was a dagger half a foot long; Yang Pang copied a wine bottle on the way.

The two men, one left and one right, besieged him. Instead of hiding, Wu Feilong stood in his place and laughed at them.

"Damn it! Eat a bottle of Laozi first

Yang Pang was furious. He waved the wine bottle and smashed it to the head of Wu Feilong.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the wine bottle fell steadily on the other side's head and broke on the ground after impact.

Look at Wu Feilong's head, not even a hair!

Yang Pang was stunned and immediately turned to himself. He held the remaining half of the bottle and poked it up again.

Wu Feilong still didn't hide and let the bottle poke into his stomach.

Yang Pang is a fat man. His strength is much greater than ordinary people. Even if he stabs him in the cowhide, he can make a hole in it.

But Wu Feilong's abdomen, like plasticine, poked up the wine bottle, and the whole belly was hollowed in, without a drop of blood.

"Why Yang Pang was so stupid that he quickly pulled out the wine bottle and poked it again.

Can force back one, that wine bottle seems to be welded to die on the other side's abdomen, motionless!

"Grass, are you still a man?"

Yang raised his head in surprise. Wu Feilong sneered and did not answer. He took advantage of Yang's surprise and hit him in the head with a fist.

Hearing only a dull sound of "Dong", Yang Pang Tzu didn't even shout out a painful word. He had already fallen to one side with his fist power.

At this time, Song Yang had already attacked wufei dragon with a dagger. The dagger swung high and slashed at his head.

Unexpectedly, Wu Feilong suddenly drank a "roll"! Next, his belly, which had been sunken inward, was able to bounce.

With the pop-up of the belly, the half of the wine bottle that had been adsorbed on it immediately flew out like a bullet.

Song Yang only wanted to chop off Wu Feilong's head, but he didn't notice the change. When he found out, he had no time to escape.

I saw that half of the wine bottle, just hit his chest, issued a bone fracture crisp sound.

Fortunately, it was just the mouth of the bottle that hit it. If the other end of the bottle, I was afraid that a circle of sharp and uneven glass debris would have penetrated through the chest.

Even so, Song Yang was still hit hard. With the force of the impact, the whole person retreated seven or eight steps backward.

In this way, the dagger that was supposed to chop the head of Wu Feilong also fell into the air and came out.

"You..." Song Yang points to Wu Feilong and wants to speak. But he just opens his mouth, and his blood spurts into a cloud of blood mist. He kneels down slowly, and his face is ferocious and miserable.

"You have a long face for your master." Wu Feilong stepped forward and kicked Song Yang on the shoulder and kicked him to the ground.

All the guests, seeing this scene, were amazed!

Since Wu Feilong can become the number one fighter of Miao Shijing, his skill is really extraordinary!

You should know that Miao Shijing has offended many people in his business dealings over the years, including those who want to kill him.

However, no matter who the other party is and what means he used, Miao Shijing has been safe and sound.

Among them, Wu Feilong's contribution is indispensable.

Today's World War I, Wu Feilong is destined to become famous and gain a reward from his master.At the same time, Xu Ye's rising momentum is also suppressed by Miao Shijing's subordinates.

Mr. Xu is very powerful, but there is no shortage of such a person in the world. He fights alone and is brave and resourceless.

People like Mr. Xu may be able to lay down their own land, but they are destined not to last long.

Let's take the three guys he chose today. They can't fight or fight. What's the use?

Does the master Xu really think that he can fight against a family by himself?

How naive!

The details of an aristocratic family are accumulated by generations, even decades, through various efforts.

Whether it's money, power, or connections, ordinary people can't imagine.

Even if Mr. Xu has a chance to step on the Miao family once, what's the matter?

As a family of thousands of years, the Miao family has experienced countless storms. How many people like Mr. Xu have met?

But only the Miao family is handed down from the world!

Mr. Xu is just an ant doomed to fall at the foot of the aristocratic family!

Some of the guests who had foresight even foresee that Xu, who rose like a comet, would soon fall like a meteor.

This is the gap between the individual and the family.

Looking at the three people who fell on the ground, the guests shook their heads one after another.

Dong Haoran, standing on one side, wants to take the opportunity to please Yang Pang and intends to help him up.

But his son Dong Yang, obviously more thoughtful than he was, hurriedly grabbed him and said in a low voice, "Dad, haven't you seen it? After the defeat of Mr. Xu, he will have nothing to do with him

Dong Haoran looked at his son with consternation, and immediately his face showed a trace of relief: son, finally grew up.

He immediately restrained his mind and stood far away from Song Yang and other three people to show that he drew a clear line.

As for the guests, who dare to help the others to roll up, it is even more difficult for them to roll over.

"Uncle Bu and uncle Yang, let's go and help them over."

"This..." Bu Wanshan and Yang wutao show a trace of doubt at the same time.

But they didn't think about it any more. Seeing that Xu Qing had already got up, they had to quickly follow him. Against the puzzled eyes of the people, they stepped forward and openly lifted Yang Pang Zi and other three people up to their own table.

"Slow! Where did you guys come from? Did I let you help me? "

Wu Feilong was very angry:

"if I want to kill someone, there are still people who dare to save them?"