My 24-year-old Beautiful Boss

"Who are you?" Zhong Hu looked at Xu Qingmo and said, "Your masters have been beaten by me. How dare you come up and die?"

Xu Qingmo shook her head: "I don't have any big brother, I'm not from the Divine Power Museum, so you can go down."

"Well?" Zhong Hu gave a meal.

Xu Qingmo continued: "Go on, I don't want to bully you and let your master come up."

In the eyes of Xu Qingmo, Zhong Hu could pinch a finger. Although his master was similar, he was better than him after all.

"How dare you!" Zhong Hu was furious. "Dare to insult my master to see how I kill you!"

Zhong Hu was provoked, and he jumped up regardless.

Xu Qingmo shook her head: "Why bother, forget it, hitting you is just like hitting your master with one finger and two fingers."

Zhong Hu was already rushing. The big fist of the casserole was like the fangs of a tiger. There was a hidden killer, but Xu Qingmo did not see it. He turned around leisurely and said to Song Zixuan, "Open your eyes and look good."

Below, even more uproar.

The Tiger Tiger Museum didn't know Xu Qingmo here, and howled.

"Who is this? People who are not Shenweiwu also dare to take the stage?"

"Dare to challenge our owner, it's just beyond our control!"

"Rest assured, the big brother will beat him to death."

"I just seemed to see him serving tea and water over there. It should be a servant brought by any disciple."

"What, a servant, dare to come to power? What do you think of us?"

"The Shenwei Martial Arts Museum is completely abolished, and it won't dare to be beaten on the stage. Only one servant can come up to fight!"

On this stage, Xu Qingmo suppressed almost all his strengths on the platform, gently flank one side, then stretched out a palm, patted it on Zhong Hu's fist, distorted his body, and stretched his feet while tripping. Zhong Hu stumbled on a dog eating shit, lying on the ground, but fortunately there was no fall, and a stunner was afraid, but before the grandeur and grandeur, he was completely gone.

On the side of the tiger tiger martial arts hall, everyone seemed to be choked by the invisible big hand, and nothing could be heard.

At the Shenwei Martial Art Museum, Luo Changfeng was looking for the one in the mouth of the seductive woman. As soon as he turned around, he saw Xu Qingmo on the stage.

It's him!

Luo Changfeng trembled in spirit, but he couldn't help taking a step back, staring at Xu Qingmo silently, his heart was really angry.

"What is he! Why is he here!"

"Later Qiang didn't embarrass him? He retired?"

"How terrible is that, strength or power?"

"Anyway, he's my messy existence!"

Seeing Xu Qingmo going to challenge Zhong Hu, they immediately laughed.

"What the **** do you dare to stand on our behalf?"

"That's where the jumping beam clown came from."

"Brother, let me go and drag him down, and the province will shame us."

Several people talked one after another, and then looked at Luo Changfeng, but suddenly found that Luo Changfeng was also standing there stunned, motionless, just like the state of the charming woman before.

"Brother ... what's wrong?" Everyone was surprised.

"Bang!" Zhong Hu heard the sound of Zhong Hu fluttering to the ground, getting into everyone's ear.

Just a few people watched this scene, and their pupils narrowed.

"This ... so amazing?"

A few people remembered how they ridiculed others just now, and threatened to take him off the road in order to prevent humiliation to the Shenwei Martial Arts Museum. Now it looks so ridiculous!

On the ring platform, Xu Qingmo once again pushed against Zhong Hu's shoulder with a palm, pushing him with a puppet.

In order to give Song Zixuan a good demonstration, Xu Qingmo has deformed his strength to suppress it, but he still can't make a look that is inseparable from Zhong Hu. Anyone with eyes can see it. At this time, Xu Qingmo is pressing With Zhong Hu hit.

However, it can't be said that Zhong Hu has no hope at all. If there is a sudden burst of powerful moves, it is not necessary to defeat and win, and the Tiger Boxing of the Tiger Tiger Museum is known for its instant explosion.

Everyone looked up carefully, watching Xu Qingmo pressing Zhong Hu against him, but he did not reach the settled situation, waiting for Zhong Hu to bottom out.

Song Zixuan carefully looked at Xu Qingmo's tricks and completely forgot the rest of the people around him, feeling that only Xu Qingmo was in his eyes, and even Zhong Hu was only a target.

Song Zilian was right in front of the stage, watching Xu Qingmo on the stage expressing her mighty power. The overwhelming Zhonghu was out of breath, tired of parrying, immediately clenching her hands, and piercing her nails into the palm.

He really does martial arts!

And not low energy, even better than Zhong Hu.

Because I laughed at him so much before, saying that he didn't understand anything, just an ordinary person.

But ... if he has such strength, he cannot be the opponent of strong brother. On that day, if I didn't ask the big man to plead, I guess he would not end well.

He was saved by me, but he didn't dare admit it, coward, coward!

Thinking of this, Song Zilian turned her head and looked at Luo Changfeng's back.

Brother Changfeng is much better than him.

That day at the teahouse, although Brother Changfeng was like that, but after all it was the opposite brother, who could not panic.

More importantly, this morning, Brother Changfeng voluntarily confessed to me and invited me to sit beside him ...

Song Zilian turned her head to look at Xu Qingmo on the stage again, and thought to herself, this guy obviously likes me, but dare not admit it, she was rescued by me, but she looked out of her own strength.

Still a man?

Song Zilian asked himself, but always remembered in the hall of Tianzi No.1, Luo Changfeng relentlessly pushed away his hand, and Xu Qingmo resolutely stepped forward.

Which of them should I choose? Song Zilian was a little confused.

In the end, everything flashed in her mind.

When Xu Qingmo was ashore for the first time, she looked so embarrassed, she looked sore when she reached for her money, and she looked like she was wearing clothes all the time ...

When Luo Changfeng met for the first time, he was gentle and elegant when he invited himself on the rickshaw. In the hall No. 1 of the Chinese character in the teahouse, he talked about the broad, commanded everyone's appearance, and showed his wealth in colorful clothes. ...

Song Zilian gradually had a decision in her heart, and stood up to Luo Changfeng behind.

"Roar!"

On the ring, Zhong Hu was finally forced to a dead end, and he suddenly shouted. The whole person was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, jumping straight up and jumping into the air, like a tiger, Zhang Ya danced his claws and rushed to Xu Qingmo.

Xu Qingmo stood on the stage and looked at Zhong Hu, who was struck by the air. His body did not move, as if she was frightened and lost her ability to respond.

"It's over!" Someone said.

"Zhong Hu is indeed Zhong Hu, worthy of being the master of the Tiger Tiger Martial Art Museum. He had been so patient for so long, just for this attack."

"The tiger goes down the mountain. The true biography of Ye Changquan, the master of the tiger tiger martial arts museum, is like a real tiger! No one can stop it!"

"That silly boy is so scared that he won't hide."

"He was so prestigious for a long time. In the end, it was an empty battle, and he was in competition. Only the last winner can be king."

"It's a shame, go up and lose the face of our mighty martial arts hall, and I'll find him afterwards!"

"I thought I could do a few tricks on three-legged cats, so I went up and couldn't do it, now I'm scared!"

Everyone saw this scene and opened their mouths, and they would mock Xu Qingmo, even if the Tiger Tiger Armory was there, but the people on the side of the Shenwei Armory actually supported the Zhonghu Tiger Tiger Armory.

Some people also went to see Luo Changfeng and the fabulous woman. A glimmer of excitement bloomed in the fascinating woman's eyes. She looked forward to the stage with great anticipation and looked forward to Xu Qingmo's defeat.

But Luo Changfeng shook his head helplessly.

"You can't win!" Luo Changfeng often fights with Zhong Hu, knowing that Zhong Hu's strength is one line higher than himself, but also limited.

And that person is invincible!

Finally, Xu Qingmo on the stage moved.

He turned easily and turned his back to Zhong Hu in the air. He looked at Song Zixuan from the stage as if he were in his own garden, and then he gently lifted his legs without any force, but just stretched backwards, as if stretched out. Like a lazy waist.

Zhong Hu's original fierce posture when the tiger went down the mountain, in front of Xu Qingmo's foot, was like drying clothes on a bamboo pole, hitting Xu Qingmo's feet straight, and hit him with his chest.

Then ... fly backwards!

"Oh!"

Zhong Hu fell on the ground outside the platform and made a loud noise.

It sounded like a thunder, and it blew in everyone's heart.

"Sure enough." Luo Changfeng closed his eyes in pain, the light in the glamorous woman's eyes dimmed, replaced by deeper fear.

This ... won?

Everyone froze, and the noisy argument ceased instantly.

Vigorous tiger tiger Zhonghu hit the guy's foot and flew out?

What's so ridiculous about it?

However, Zhong Hu is moaning on the ground. This ridiculous scene is the truth!

Zhong Hu, the chief disciple of the Tiger Tiger Martial Arts, was killed by the savage tiger after he went down the mountain!

Those who had spoken before would no longer dare to speak, lowering their heads one by one, invincible.

Xu Qingmo stood with his arms folded and looked at Zhong Hu on the ground. "I said, you are not my opponent. Where is your master, let him go."

Zhong Hu wasn't enough. Xu Qingmo wanted to show Song Zixuan a little deeper and had to find someone to practice. Here, only the owner of the Tiger Tiger Museum barely met the requirements.

"Well, if you had the God Power Museum, you wouldn't have been like this now." A middle-aged man stood out, and it was Ye Changquan, the owner of the Tiger Power Museum.

"I'm here to fight against the mighty hall. You're not from the mighty hall. I won't shoot." Ye Changquan said, and then waved, "Let's go!"

The disciples of the Tiger Tiger Museum suddenly stunned, their own elder brother was beaten like this, and the museum owner who had always been irritable and short-guarded did not take any action.

After leaving the Shenweiwu Pavilion, several close disciples approached Ye Changquan and wanted to ask.

But I saw Ye Changquan's clenched fists finally released, and his palm was full of sweat.

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