Rich Daddy, Don't Be Arrogant

Yejingxuan saw Jiang Xiaolang fall to the ground. His heart fluttered and hurried forward and asked, "Xiaolang, how are you?"

Jiang Xiaolang waved his hand: "I'm fine!"

His eyes stared at Zhang Yun, and his small mouth aroused some evil. This is the first time he fought with people after he had internal power a few months ago.

Fortunately, this opponent is very strong, just let him practice. It's a rare chance that his fathers are not here!

Therefore, with a breath, he jumped up again and rushed to Zhang Yun.

This time, instead of using his head, he kicked Zhang Yun's chest with his feet.

Zhang Yun didn't dare to belittle the bear child, but he was still one hand to block the wolf's feet.

I saw his palm and the feet of Jiang Xiaolang, and the residual shadow was tangled together.

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The speed of hands and feet was so fast that people were dazzled that the men of yejingxuan and Zhang Yun were stunned.

Only then did they know that they had a deep misunderstanding of Jiang Xiaolang!

This boy is not a Wulin expert, is he? Zhang Yun's team members thought.

Yejingxuan is relatively calm. After all, Jiang Xiaolang always surprises him. He is used to it.

Only Qiao Tianyu's small face was tight, paying attention to the actions of the two people and always preparing for rescue.

Just then, Zhang Yun grabbed Jiang Xiaolang's ankle and threw him out.

Jiang Xiaolang shouted in mid air, "little aunt!"

"Yes!" Qiao Tianyu promised, ran two steps, stood in front of Jiang Xiaolang and stretched out a hand.

Jiang Xiaolang supported Qiao Tianyu's hand in mid air. His small body drew a circle around Qiao Tianyu, alleviated the momentum of moving forward, and turned around and rushed to Zhang Yun again.

Zhang Yun was stunned by his actions.

He felt that if he replaced himself, he could not move so smoothly.

Jiang Xiaolang still uses his feet to kick Zhang Yun's chest.

When Zhang Yun reached out to block, Qiao Tianyu suddenly came to his side and shouted, "Zhang Yun! Look at me!"

Zhang Yun was stunned. She didn't know what the beautiful girl was going to do.

He still looked at her with a spare light, but the next second, he felt that his eyes seemed to be stuck by something and couldn't move back.

That is, his stupidity at this moment made Jiang Xiaolang seize the opportunity.

He kicked Zhang Yun's hand open, threw his small body forward, put one hand on Zhang Yun's shoulder, and the other small hand flew up and down. A moment later, he turned over and jumped back, like a leaf pianhong, standing steadily one or two meters in front of Zhang Yun.

He gasped violently, his small chest fluctuated violently, his exquisite little face was pale, and his forehead was full of sweat.

Although he is not afraid of Zhang Yun, it is impossible to really win him. Moreover, he is still a child and lacks strength. Therefore, he can only speculate.

"Boss, what's the matter with you?"

Those players looked at Zhang Yun in surprise and saw him standing on the ground, squinting at Qiao Tianyu. His neck couldn't twist back, and his other hand still kept hitting.

Zhang Yun is also a little confused. He doesn't know why he can't move.

But the mouth can still move.

Jiang Lang was shocked and asked, "what would you do to me again?"

He felt a tingling pain in his neck and head just now, and then he was stiff all over.

If his men could check carefully, they would find that a silver needle was inserted into his head, neck and shoulder, sealing his acupoints, which led to Zhang Yun pestling there like a wooden stake.