Chapter 296 Help Me Hold It

Two representatives of the younger generation in high-level circles, Gao Lingze and Don Naxiu, are now present at the scene, and Gao Lingze is the party involved in this incident.

Although the other three people were few, they didn't intend to make any accommodation at all.

Instead, they did not agree with each other directly.

Here's what to do! ?

Beishan Xinyue's chest heaved and fell, and they acted recklessly at the Star Screen Auction House. Don't they really have any scruples?

The current situation has exceeded her estimation.

A group of bodyguards were knocked into the air, and those two young youths had inhuman fighting power!

Even that white hair has such fighting power.

Hearing the words of the fighting master next to him, Gao Lingze saw a figure flashing by beside him, and rushed up directly.

Hard stubble?

Hmph, Yu Haitian is the third runner-up in consecutive Landu Star Fighting Competitions.

The physical standard of level 20 is nothing, his three A-level fighting skills are the root of his real fame.

Boy, you dare to fight with me here, so you don't have to think about leaving completely today.

The vicious Gao Lingze's mentality is now distorted with resentment.

The moment Yu Haitian ran out, he caught Mu Fan's attention. The violent momentum, the extreme change from static to dynamic, all showed the strength of this majestic man who had been silent before.

Mu Fan turned his head slightly, and said decisively, "Back to the corridor."

Then the hands slowly turned and held inwardly, and squeezed suddenly.

creak!

Mu Fan made a real move.

His eyes locked tightly on Yu Haitian's movements.

His hands are changing rapidly!

Palm, fist, and finger are constantly changing among these three types of attack methods, and at the same time, the moves and strength of each change are different.

coming!

Mu Fan took a deep breath, crossed his arms, and prepared to resist this time, because behind him was Bai Guyue, the medicine planter who took on the important task of refining the lock heart grass!

Yu Haitian is thirty-seven years old this year, and he has 25 years of fighting experience! He was sent to the martial arts gym by his father since he was 12 years old, and he was a training partner for two years. Then, during a martial arts sparring match, he was used as cannon fodder by the curator to find out the bottom line, but he did not expect him to knock down three opponents in a row!

So his fighting journey officially started. More than 20 years of fighting experience made him extremely sophisticated. Seeing Mu Fan's fast and steady move, Yu Haitian, who was on the way to sprint, swept his eyes away and saw a person who had just kicked flying over there. Bai Mao has already made a quick decision in his heart.

Mu Fan stepped forward to meet Yu Haitian's fists with crossed arms.

Humph, it's too tender!

Yu Haitian swiped his left hand at an angle and slammed towards Mu Fan fiercely.

Mu Fan stretched his hands.

But with a slight difference, Yu Haitian's left hand brushed across Mu Fan's arm obliquely, and then pressed heavily on the ground.

The whole person turned sideways in an instant with his strength, and his legs were drawn together like a waterspout towards the white hair over there.

Bai Mao, who just retracted his legs and came back and then kicked again, was feeling the pleasure of abusing others, but heard a sharp sound of wind flashing past his ears.

"Grass! Bitch!"

At this time, his legs had been kicked out and could not be retracted, but the sharp sound of the wind was aimed directly at the back of his right ear.

The timing of this move was just right, and it was almost inevitable for him to avoid it.

His eyes stared blankly at the top of his head, then his eyes were closed tightly, Bai Mao gritted his teeth and pressed down directly.

Vertical split!

Boom!

A perfect split horse with white hair sitting on the ground.

A figure passed through the top of the head.

Frustrated!

Beishan Xinyue covered her red lips in surprise. The white hair actually had such a responsiveness, which really didn't match the casual look at the auction.

Mu Fan looked at Yin Shuai over there, fortunately, nothing...

Bowing his head coldly, domineeringly poised.

Now Bai Mao's momentum is stronger than Mu Fan's.

Yu Haitian, who landed on the ground and stood up in an offensive posture, frowned and looked at Yin Shuai. Why are they both so strong?

At this time, a moan of ecstasy sounded.

"Ah~~~"

Then the faces were squeezed together as if a five-flavored bottle had been overturned, and finally opened the eyes forcefully, both of the tearful white-haired voices trembled: "Hiss~~ It hurts! My legs, my crotch... oh , Oh... so cruel to a handsome guy, what about your humanity?"

It turned out to be a coincidence, his legs hadn't been fully stretched at all, this kind of hard vertical fork was cut directly, and his tendons were probably almost broken.

Yu Haitian pulled back with his left fist, this time he was going to completely knock the white hair out, and then deal with that kid.

It was obviously a very serious scene, why did she want to laugh, Beishan Xinyue looked at the funny white hair on the ground, and now she really didn't want to sympathize with this seemingly weak one.

"Hmph, what about your arrogance before? Get up from the ground."

Gao Lingze's face was full of smiles, seeing the white hair moaning in pain, he felt indescribably happy.

"Get up as soon as you tell Ben Shuai to get up? Tell you I can't get up without two thousand this time."

Beishan Xinyue looked at the white hair over there suspiciously, thinking about what this meant.

Then she saw a black-clothed bodyguard who was blocking her suddenly let out a puff and swallowed it forcefully, her face twitching and trying not to laugh.

"What's the meaning?"

Beishan Xinyue asked in a low voice.

"Touching porcelain."

Another poker-faced bodyguard added that he wanted to laugh too, but just managed to suppress it.

At this moment, this sexy and enchanting beauty really admires the white hair who is still sitting vertically on the ground. How big is his heart? I really don't know who he provoked?

"Stubborn, Uncle Yu, I'll leave it to you."

The majestic man next to him nodded, said nothing, stepped on the ground with his left foot, and rushed out violently again, kicking the white hair on the ground with one foot, without showing any mercy.

"I can't mess with this, Mu Fan, I'll leave it to you."

Baimao, who was still humming, rolled around on the spot several times, and retreated behind Mu Fan before sitting up.

"Scared Ben Shuai to death."

That tumbling speed was unexpectedly missed by Yu Haitian's swift kick.

Now both Yin Shuai and Bai Guyue retreated into the corridor.

The place where the outermost part of the corridor connects to the hall... there is only one person left.

Mu Fan!

"Now there is only one left. I don't know where you came from, but today you are probably worse than the two of them."

Gently swinging his hands forward, two teams of black-clothed bodyguards surrounded him behind him.

Only the strongest of the three of them was left. Yu Haitian raised his right elbow, his muscles began to bulge visibly, and his legs began to gradually bend down to accumulate strength.

Heavy hammer down!

One of the Federation's A-level martial arts.

This move can be said to be an extremely violent move, and there are only two results under one blow.

die, or be seriously injured!

Everyone looked at the handsome young man in high-end clothes with mocking eyes. The young man rubbed his wrists, with the same indifferent expression.

It is estimated that the face will be covered with blood in the next second, and I have to admire that I can still pretend at this time.

Don Naxiu said softly to the side: "It's about to end, I don't know where it came from, but it directly provoked Gao Lingze, I really don't know what to think."

The people next to him laughed, they had encountered this kind of thing before, today the three of them are going to die, the little beauty inside is really drooling, it seems that they can only take advantage of Gao Lingze.

Beishan Xinyue has quietly sent a message to her uncle in Zhongjing City. In any case, nothing will happen to the Star Screen Auction House today.

Pray that these people can delay for a while.

At this time, the young man with an indifferent demeanor slowly loosened his shirt.

What is this for?

"Fuck, come up and take off your clothes?" Bai Mao who was sitting on the ground behind was stunned, what rhythm is this?

"Help me get it."

The black high-grade fabric suit was thrown back slightly, and Bai Mao subconsciously caught it.