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Chapter 559 Then I¡¯ll come over

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    Bao Wenwen's face froze, and she looked at Chen Qinglong awkwardly. She wanted to move but didn't dare to move.  Chen Qinglong is the boss of Dihao and has hundreds of subordinates, while Ye Qiu is just a vendor. She only calls him Young Master Ye because of his good relationship with Cheng Daqiang and his ability.

    Ye Qiu was immediately disappointed and said, "You're not coming?"

    Bao Wenwen¡¯s pretty face stiffened and she apologized: ¡°Master Ye, I¡¯m sorry, it¡¯s not very convenient.¡±

    Chen Qinglong glanced at Bao Wenwen coldly, feeling quite satisfied that the woman did not make any move to resist him. Then in the next second, his face froze.

    "If you don't come over, then I'll go over."

    Ye Qiu chuckled, stood up, took a quick step, and sat between Meng Zhao and Bao Wenwen. He squeezed Meng Zhao away, then put his arms around Bao Wenwen's waist. When he lowered his head, he saw that a nosebleed was almost coming out.

    My God, the slit of this cheongsam is too high, and the already slender legs have been visually lengthened by more than 20 centimeters. It is so sexy that it seems to be naked underneath.

    Meng Zhao looked confused. Ye Qiu was very fast and was in front of him in an instant. He pushed him away with a push of his butt and almost fell to the ground.

    Then he came back to his senses, said with an angry look, and cursed in Thai: "%£¤#%"

    Ye Qiu ignored him at all and chatted with Bao Wenwen: "Sister Bao, how is your illness now?"

    "Well, it's okay." Bao Wenwen's face turned red.

    When Meng Zhao saw Ye Qiu ignoring him, he thought Ye Qiu might not understand Thai, so he cursed again in Chinese.

    Ye Qiu glanced at him: "I won't fight with a reckless man like you."

    Meng Zhao¡¯s Chinese was not very good, so he was startled and asked: ¡°What does reckless mean?¡±

    Ye Qiu said: "This is to praise you, it means strong! It means very good and powerful!"

    Meng Zhao nodded, with a smile on his face: "You are right."

    Li Sanquan¡¯s face was full of black lines. His senior brother¡¯s brain was really funny. He hurriedly explained: ¡°Senior brother, he is scolding you. He is saying that you are simple-minded and have strong limbs!¡±

    Meng Zhao frowned: "My limbs are well developed. My hands and feet are indeed very well developed."

    Li Sanquan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and then said something in Thai. Meng Zhao suddenly became furious, stared at Ye Qiu with a pair of angry eyes, and punched the coffee table in front of him.

    There was a dull thunk sound, and the coffee table made of marble suddenly cracked, and it was smashed with just one punch!

    Bao Wenwen's heart skipped a beat. This big man was actually so powerful. She looked at Ye Qiu with a little worry. This boy was her number one choice, so she didn't want to be beaten to death.

    Chen Qinglong¡¯s eyes twitched, and he was secretly frightened.

    Ye Qiu sighed and said, "So you are a fool, do you know how much this coffee table costs? It's several thousand yuan."

    Meng Zhao was furious, pointed at Ye Qiu and said: "Shameless Chinese man, I want to duel with you."

    Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a cold light: "Are you sure?"

    Meng Zhao sneered: "What, don't you dare?"

    Ye Qiu smiled and said, "I don't dare, I'm afraid of getting hurt."

    Meng Zhao laughed and said with great ridicule: "Are all Chinese men cowards like you?"

    Ye Qiu held Bao Wenwen's waist, leaned on the sofa, and said slowly: "I'm afraid you will get hurt."

    Meng Zhao suddenly seemed to have heard a big joke. He admitted that Ye Qiu had some strength, but that strength was nothing compared to him. You must know that he had experienced countless fights, and even went to the underground black boxing to experience a life-and-death duel.  , the kind of honed skills cannot be compared to those useless insiders who only know how to practice.

    ???For a long time, these Muay Thai masters have been quite indifferent to the so-called internal masters of China, and feel that only Muay Thai is the strongest.

    Meng Zhao smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "Everyone can talk big words. There is a saying in your Chinese language that you should know the truth. Otherwise, I will only think that you are a weakling who can only talk big words. A weakling like you  Dan, how can you have such a beautiful woman? All of your beautiful Chinese women should be our strong men in Siam."

    Although Chen Qinglong was a little unhappy with Meng Zhao, he smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Meng Zhao, Miss Wenwen is the number one beauty in our club. If you want to win her heart, I'm afraid you have to let her see your strength."

    Meng Zhao laughed, looking at Bao Wenwen with infinite desire flashing in his eyes, "I am strong in kung fu, and the otherOn the outside, he is also very strong, haha.  "

    Chen Qinglong smiled, then looked at Ye Qiu and said: "Let me tell you directly, since you are here today, I will definitely not let you leave easily. If you fight Mr. Meng Zhao, if you win, our  The matter was wiped clean.¡±

    "What if I lose?" Ye Qiu asked curiously.

    Chen Qinglong sneered: "Do you think you can walk out from here?"

    Bao Wenwen's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect that the hatred between Ye Qiu and Chen Qinglong was so great, and she was vaguely worried for Ye Qiu.

    Ye Qiu said: "What if I don't want to?"

    Chen Qinglong said: "Then leave one hand!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of thugs rushed down from the upstairs of the nightclub and surrounded Ye Qiu. Everyone's eyes were as cold as knives. They looked at Ye Qiu as if they were looking at a dead person, holding sticks in their hands.  Weapons even have regulated knives.

    Bao Wenwen was very nervous. She glanced at Ye Qiu, but she didn't expect that this guy's expression was as normal. She admired his character, but the dishonest hand on his body made her quite angry. He was already in danger, and yet he was so cowardly.  God, but inside she actually felt a little stimulated, a little excited, even a little eager This kind of excitement like an affair.

    Ye Qiu looked around and said with a smile, "It seems I can't survive without fighting?"

    Chen Qinglong mocked: "Do you think it's possible?"

    "Okay." Ye Qiu let go of Bao Wenwen and stared at Meng Zhao. When he stood up, he realized that the other party was half a head taller than him, almost 2 meters tall. He squinted his eyes: "Big guy, I'm going to  You hit."

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    There is a fitness room on the sixth floor of the nightclub, which is used for training Chen Qinglong's men. It happens to have a small arena.

    Li Sanquan stood next to Chen Qinglong and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my senior brother is able to kill the internal masters who come into the house. He is much better than me. This kid is dead."

    Chen Qinglong thought of the scene of Meng Zhao fighting against his elite men, smiled slightly and said: "I believe Mr. Meng Zhao has this strength."

    Bao Wenwen was worried as she listened to the conversation between the two. She still had a good impression of Ye Qiu and didn't want anything to happen to him.

    Ye Qiu and Meng Zhao stood on the ring, neither of them wearing any armor.

    Meng Zhao twisted his neck, grinned and mocked: "You don't dare to move, are you scared? It's still too late to regret now, just throw away one hand." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.  com
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