The Cold President's Best Master

Zheng Shixun gnashed his teeth and was shocked and angry: "you fucking Chinese poor ghost, dare to beat me!"

At this time, he did not connect Dalu with the plane explosion a few days ago, because their Xingdao people were brainwashed by the official public opinion controlled by the Li family. The official announced that no one survived, that is, no one survived. Moreover, according to the idea of ordinary people, how could anyone survive the plane explosion at high altitude, unless they were from Marvel world.

Therefore, Zheng Shixun subconsciously felt that Dalu was a poor Chinese smuggled over!

Zheng Shixun, like most Xingdao people, extremely despises Chinese people. Therefore, he feels very ashamed to be beaten by Dalu. He was beaten by an idiot mainland poor man with a blank mind. If it is spread, how will he mix in this area in the future!

At this time, Zheng Shixun was completely controlled by anger. He flew up and kicked Da Lu in the head: "die!"

He also saw obvious scars on the back of Dalu's head. He expected that Dalu's head was the most vulnerable, just like kicking Dalu to death!

In his opinion, it's nothing to kick and kill a smuggled Chinese poor ghost. You don't even have to bear the most abnormal whip on Xingdao. Just throw the dead poor ghost into the sea to feed sharks!

His foot was wrapped in the wind and looked menacing. Obviously, Zheng Shixun had practiced fighting before. Although his level was not very powerful, he was sure to deal with ordinary people, especially a person who was injured.

Dai Yue was shocked when she saw Zheng Shixun kicking Da Lu's head. She hurriedly wanted to stop him: "no!"

Her grandfather Dai Jinguo saw the scene in front of him and smiled. He had seen Zheng Shixun fight with his men before. He knew that Zheng Shixun had great leg skills and once kicked a young man's arm off. He believed that Zheng Shixun's kick would certainly kick the poor Chinese boy into a real idiot, and then throw him into the sea to feed sharks, It will never hinder Dai Yue's marriage with Zheng Shixun, nor his eyes.

Zheng Shixun also has a proud face. In the slum ten miles around them, he has really learned Taekwondo. His leg skills are very good and he is the best. So he followed a group of younger brothers. Not long ago, he kicked a boy who didn't pay protection fees seriously.

With this kick, Zheng Shixun exhausted his strength. He just wanted to kick Dalu into a severe concussion or even an idiot. Even if he kicked him to death, it's nothing!

This foot, wrapped in the wind, sounded very fierce and sharp. Zheng Shixun seemed to have kicked Dalu's head, as if he had seen Dalu fall to the ground with his head in his arms, and a ferocious and proud smile appeared on his face.

However, just as Zheng Shixun's foot was about to kick Dalu's head, a big hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Zheng Shixun's ankle!

Zheng Shixun's seemingly fierce offensive was immediately disintegrated!

Zheng Shixun, Dai Jinguo and Dai Yue were all stunned!

Dalu seemed effortless. He just put out his hand carelessly and grabbed his ferocious foot. It was like grasping a pig's hoof.

Zheng Shixun couldn't believe his eyes at all. He couldn't believe the feeling from his ankle. His foot broke someone else's arm. Dalu easily cut off the attack with one hand!

And it seems that Da Lu doesn't feel any pain!

On the contrary, Zheng Shixun suddenly shook his ankle and felt like kicking on an iron plate.

He looked at Dalu with a look of horror.

Dalu shook his head, looked puzzled and asked, "Why are you so weak? Didn't you eat?"

Zheng Shixun trembled with anger at Dalu's words. He tried to get rid of Dalu's hand, but found that no matter how hard he tried, his ankle was always firmly grasped by Dalu, like a pig's hoof!

"Even if a pig earns hard, it has long broken away. You are not even as good as a pig. It seems that you really haven't eaten!" a simple, honest and enthusiastic smile appeared on Da Lu Junxiu's face: "or please eat a Durian! As the saying goes, one durian and three chickens have high nutritional value. You're welcome to eat well!"

After Da Lu finished, he grabbed Zheng Shixun's ankle and threw it suddenly. He waved Zheng Shixun, who was more than one meter, eight or two hundred kilograms, like a monkey in the jungle of Southeast Asia, and smashed Zheng Shixun's face on the durian brought by Zheng Shixun.

Zheng Shixun kissed the sharp thorn on the durian with his face full of flesh!

This durian is not yet fully mature. It takes a few days to ripen. But if it is not fully mature, its thorn is very hard, just like a legendary weapon, mace!

The whole durian was smashed open by Zheng Shixun's cheeky skin, emitting a strong flavor.

Zheng Shixun uttered a shrill scream like a slaughtered fat pig. He saw that his face was full of horizontal meat, and all the thorns were made of durian. Those thorns were blood color. His whole face was blurred and looked very miserable!

At this time, Zheng Shixun lay on the ground, constantly pulling the thorn on his face, and constantly gave out bursts of more miserable howls than the slaughtered fat pig: "Ow! Ow! Ow!"

Seeing this scene, Dai Yue and Dai Jinguo were stunned!

They wiped their eyes, but they still couldn't believe what was happening in front of them!

Dalu has so much power to swing Zheng Shixun, who looks like a chimpanzee for more than 200 kilograms, just like a pig leg. It's a little too strong!

When Dai Jinguo saw Dalu's handsome and smiling face, he was scared to a cold war. Fortunately, he just drove Dalu away with words and didn't do it. Otherwise, who knows if this guy who looks harmless to humans and animals but erupts with great terror will make him as miserable as Zheng Shixun!

Dai Yue was even more surprised. She knew that Da Lu's body was different from ordinary people, but she didn't expect to have such great power!

She began to feel a little happy. Such a big Lu was a bit like the hero of the world she had always dreamed of!

Dalu walked up to Zheng Shixun, grabbed Zheng Shixun's hair, broke Zheng Shixun's bloody face, and smiled: "you can ruthlessly deceive yourself that you are handsome just now. Can you still ruthlessly deceive yourself that you are handsome now?"

At this time, Zheng Shixun's face was covered with blood stabs and flesh blur. It was terrible. Even if his self-confidence was stronger than Sister Feng, he had no face to say that he was very handsome!