Goddess of Rescue System

Then Wei Bin raised his right foot...it didn't reach the table, and then he raised it...still didn't reach it.

Finally, Wei Bin yelled "Get up", and his right foot finally reached the table, and then he pushed hard with both hands, and then climbed up.

Seeing this, the guests present could no longer look any further.

It was such a strenuous effort to go up to the stage, so what a fart, just admit defeat.

Ma Yinghui regretted listening to Li Feng so much. If he knew this, he might as well just admit defeat.

But that's fine, at least it's Li Feng who is ashamed, not him...

Acting addiction

Nakata Jiro looked at Wei Bin who climbed up to the high platform with great effort, and mocked: "Uncle, do you want to rest for a while before fighting me?"

Wei Bin took a breath, waved his hands and said, "No... no, the boss told us to make a quick... quick decision. It would be... a waste of time to rest for a while. Let's go... hurry up and fight."

The corners of Li Feng's mouth twitched as he watched.

This damn Wei Bin is addicted to acting, the key is opposite to an A-level player, you half-god peak-level powerhouse, what kind of routines are you playing with an A-level player!

Luo Tianzheng and others watched it with gusto, not to mention anything else, but in terms of acting skills, Wei Bin is worth learning for all of them.

Now all they have to think about is how to perform when it's their turn to take the stage...

"puff"

Nakata Jiro was amused: "I said uncle, why don't you admit defeat, I can't bear to beat you like this."

Wada Tortaro shook his head, and said dumbfoundedly: "Nakata-kun, I leave this to you, don't play too much, your brothers still want to show their skills."

After speaking, he jumped off the high platform, this posture is more than N times stronger than Wei Bin climbing up.

"No...you can't admit defeat. If I admit defeat, this month's prize...the bonus will be gone."

Wei Bin took another breath and said resentfully.

"You're still thinking about the bonus. What you have to think about now is the medical expenses."

Nakata Jiro sneered, and hooked his fingers at Wei Bin: "For the sake of being such a waste, I will let you do three tricks, come on."

Wei Bin's eyes turned cold, and he said pleasantly, "You really want me to do three tricks? Don't go back on your word."

"We Dongying people have always said what we say... damn it!"

Nakata Jiro was talking, when he saw a fist the size of a casserole pot approaching his eyes, he was so frightened that he uttered a swear word, and at the same time, he was about to dodge to the side.

It's just that although his reaction was fast, Wei Bin's fist was even faster.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Nakata Jiro only felt his nose sore, and blood flowed out immediately!

"what!"

There was a burst of exclamation in the field.

All the guests did not expect that Wei Bin, who was so strenuous on stage, would hit Jiro Nakata with a punch and his nose would bleed.

It's so abrupt!

Wada Tortaro, who was walking back, turned his head quickly when he heard the movement, just in time to see Nakata Jiro standing there with his nose covered in bewilderment.

So Wada Tortaro was also confused.

No... what happened, Nakata Jiro was hit in the nose?Just kidding!

"Old Wei's control over strength is already amazing."

"Yeah, he can hit the Dongpu people with nosebleeds without causing him too much damage. This kind of strength control is indeed worthy of the evaluation of being extremely wonderful."

"Hey, Lao Wei can have today, why do I not believe it?"

Luo Tianzheng and the others shook their heads, filled with emotion.

Ma Yinghui's brows twitched when he heard it. Hearing what these people said, Wei Bin still kept beating him just now?Then what level of powerhouse would he be?

"Ah, that's what you mean by giving me three tricks!"

Wei Bin looked at his fist in disbelief and said.

"Baga! Lu!" Nakata Jiro stopped the bleeding, and looked at Wei Bin fiercely, as if he was about to swallow him alive.

"Baga, your sister, you Lu, give me another punch!"

Wei Bin clenched his fist again and punched Nakata Jiro on the bridge of the nose.

Nakata Jiro raised his hand to fight back in embarrassment, but Wei Bin retreated instead of advancing, shouting in his mouth: "You said that you want me to do three tricks, how can you fight back, it doesn't matter if you want to talk?"

Nakata Jiro almost gritted his silver teeth with hatred!

Nima, he said just now that he wanted Wei Bin to make three moves because he felt that Wei Bin could not pose any threat to him, so he was just pretending.

Since he knew that Wei Bin could injure himself, then he would give in three tricks.

It's just that he said everything, and if he took it back, he would slap himself in the face, so he could only slap his swollen face and pretend to be fat: "We Dongying people always talk... what the hell!"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Bin came to him again, and hit him on the bridge of the nose again with his casserole-sized fist.

I peat ah!