Super Great Fortune Teller

Bang!!

Wang Qian directly kicked song Ziqiu two meters away.

Song Ziqiu's head, bang! He hit a pillar in the room.

Fly the concrete directly from the column.

I can't bear to look directly at the scene.

Blood also appeared on song Ziqiu's forehead.

The blood flows down song Ziqiu's eyebrows.

The image of the elegant young master is just like the ghost of Shura in hell.

Song Ziqiu lay on the ground, covering his swollen head.

Wang Qian looked at Shen Yi again and asked curiously, "Mr. Shen. Song Ziqiu is not a loser, is he? He didn't break the furniture. He just broke a pillar in your room. I know, I know

Wang Qian said that, under Shen Yi's frightened eyes, he went to song Shao again.

Song Ziqiu has been tortured by Wang Qian's strange and inexplicable body method and wants to die.

No matter how defensive he is, there is no way to predict what kind of posture Wang Qian's next attack will be.

Wang Qian is like a rubber.

Feeling the pain from his waist and eyes, song Ziqiu got up slowly.

The eyes are congested.

There was a hint of Madness on his face.

"Wang Qian! Wang Qian! You forced me Song Ziqiu's face showed a crazy smile.

Then song Ziqiu stretched out his tongue and licked the blood from his forehead until his teeth were covered with blood. He was more like a ghost from hell.

Looking at Anhua and those security guards have retreated a long way back.

Even Shen Yi felt that his feet were soft.

A faint smell of blood broke out from Song Ziqiu.

With that kind of crazy killing thought.

What song Ziqiu practiced most was killing skills.

Killing is different from fighting.

If a killer who is proficient in killing skills fights a martial arts master, the killer will be beaten by the martial arts master in the end, but the winner, or the living one, must be good at killing skills.

Killing skills don't need any moves at all. What they rely on most is their own unexpected killing methods.

Whether it's locked throat.

Puncture the great arteries, or poison, is not necessary.

And Wang Qian also felt a faint threat from Song Ziqiu.

"It's kind of interesting." Song Ziqiu looks at Wang Ziqian.

The corner of his mouth showed a trace of sarcasm and said, "what? Song Ziqiu, are you the transformation of Balabala

Puchi!

After Wang Qian finished this sentence, Lin Wan, standing on one side, couldn't help laughing for the first time.

When an Hongdou heard Lin Wan's smile, she wanted to keep her face straight.

Lin Wan was so a hook, an Hongdou also chuckled.

And song Ziqiu accumulated a long time of murderous, almost destroyed by Wang Qian's words.

Wang Qian is too cheap.

Even Shen Yi felt uncomfortable.

There is a kind of person like this. You can't beat him or scold him. It's very painful to be an opponent with this kind of person.

However, song Ziqiu didn't feel that he couldn't beat Wang Qian.

Even if Wang Qian has a thousand means, as long as he uses his own killing skills, he will be able to kill Wang Qian in a very short time. Originally, he wanted to keep Wang Qian alive.

But Wang Qian's taunts over and over again made song Ziqiu unable to calm down.

"Master Wang, I hope your hand skill will be as sharp as your mouth skill later!"

"Thank you very much!" Wang Qian said to song Ziqiu.

Song Ziqiu only felt a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood did not come out.

He knew that if he talked with Wang Qian like this, he would be killed by Wang Qian.

Slowly put away all the mind, song Ziqiu that pair of eyes staring at Wang Qian.

Want to find a flaw in Wang Qian.

Then the whole person gradually approached Wang Qian.

At this time, he has forgotten everything and has only one goal in his heart, that is to kill Wang Qian and then quickly.

Wang Qian felt the killing intention of song Ziqiu.

But he didn't care.

Even the evil spirit of Feng Shui could not help Wang Qian, let alone the murderous spirit of song Ziqiu.

Song Ziqiu is getting closer to Wang Qian.

Three meters.

Two meters.

Finally, one meter in front of Wang Qian, song Ziqiu threw the two butterfly knives aside.

Butterfly knife is used to a pillar in this hall.

Then song Ziqiu put out a fist and hit Wang Qian in the face.Wang Qian felt the simplicity of song Ziqiu's fist, but his eyes were dignified.

He dodged his body, and Wang Qian held out his hand to counteract the strength of song Ziqiu's fist.

However, when he reached half way, Wang Qian noticed something was wrong.

No!!

Wang Qian dodged his palm for the first time.

Then the side head.

Only a sharp metal piercing the air appeared in Wang Qian's ear.

Song Ziqiu's fist didn't know when to open, and several dark blue nails appeared from his fist.

If Wang Qian takes song Ziqiu's fist with his palm, the nail coated with poison in Song Ziqiu's hand is likely to pierce Wang Qian's palm.

"Sure enough, you don't have to use it for anything."

Wang Qian dodged. After song Ziqiu's move, he said sarcastically.

"Thanks to master Wang I saw song Ziqiu's two fists. There were dark blue nails in the fingers of each fist. His fists were like the claws of wild animals. He grabbed Wang Qian's body with a sharp roaring sound.

If it's a common beast's claw, people may just get hurt.

However.

Song Ziqiu's claw, if Wang Qian gets involved, will certainly be poisoned and lose combat effectiveness on the spot.

"Mean!" Lin Wan, who was standing by, cried out.

But there is no way.

With his ordinary mortal hand, there is no way to insert into the two men's battle.

An Hongdou wants to help Wang Qian, but she will die with her strength.

At this time, other bodyguards came to Lin Wan and an Hongdou one after another, in case of their change.

Wang Qian hides the nail in Song Ziqiu's hand.

From time to time a punch or a foot.

Every time he punches and kicks, he can kick song Ziqiu aside when there is a gap in his defense.

"Go to hell!" At this time, song Ziqiu roared wildly, and the six nails in his hand were thrown out, locking all the space around Wang Qian.

Wang Qian on a chair a little bit gently, like a dragonfly skimming water in general, the whole person jumped to the long table and stood on the top of Jinyang Danye.

The bottle of Jinyang liquid didn't shake.

It seems that Wang Qian has no weight.