Chapter 588 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

Chapter 590

Qin Qiao said this with a sarcastic smile.

Then, everyone in Zhan Qing laughed, even Fang Jin, who hadn't laughed in these days, laughed a little.

Qin Qiao's voice was very clear in this huge Zhan Soul.

"Qin Qiao, you fucking get out..."

Song Kuang shouted in the direction of the loudspeaker.

"Qin Qiao asked us to retreat!" Qiao Meng believed that Qin Qiao must have had his own intention to ask them to retreat.

Sure enough, when Song Kuang was about to move, a marble was shot from a distance, just about seven or eight centimeters in front of the tip of his shoe.

After this, Qin Qiao said lazily, "You should fucking get out of Zhan Soul!"

Qin Qiao took action, so unexpectedly and domineeringly.

All the people in Zhan Soul secretly cheered for Qin Qiao.

This is why when Zhan Qing chose to be with Qin Qiao, no one was disgusted, and they all felt that they were a good match.

Because Qin Qiao was really worthy of the boss, and this kind of match had nothing to do with gender.

Just the way of doing things, that kind of strong aura.

And that kind of natural domineering, are all unmatched by others.

Song Kuang was so scared that he didn't dare to move, because the marble came too suddenly.

"Song Kuang, who the hell do you think you are?"

Qin Qiao said and shot another marble, still hitting the same position as before.

Qin Qiao's slingshot crossbow was shot by her personally, very useful, and absolutely deterrent.

But this time Song Kuang was scared and took a few steps back.

"Does this sound familiar?" Then Qin Qiao shot another slingshot crossbow.

Song Kuang asked her uncle Jiu about this when they were in the Presidential Palace.

If the time and place had not allowed it, she would have taught him a lesson long ago.

Today he came to her door, and she let him taste the taste of being beaten.

Sometimes it is not hitting the body that makes people panic and afraid.

And it is this state of whether to hit or not that makes people collapse.

Qin Qiao's slingshot crossbow forced Song Kuang to take several steps back.

His old face was red, and he couldn't say a word.

"Where do you think this is?" Qin Qiao said this, and fired two crossbows in a row.

These two shots scared Song Kuang so much that he jumped up and down, and he retreated with his head in his arms.

Because these two shots, one hit in front of his feet, and one hit on his hat, which directly knocked the hat off...

"I tell you, this is Zhanhun, this is Zhanhun, and the surname here is Zhan!"

Three consecutive shots, forced Song Kuang to jump up and down.

The people of Zhanhun almost applauded, yes, this is Zhanhun, the surname here is Zhan.

If she wasn't afraid of causing trouble for Uncle Jiu, Qin Qiao would definitely say, "This is Zhanhun, this is Zhanhun, the surname here is Zhan, and it's my man's territory."

Although she didn't say it out loud, she had said it hundreds of times in her heart.

At this time, Song Kuang could be described as extremely embarrassed.

"How dare you come here to be presumptuous?" Once.

"How dare you come here to act wild?" Another time.

"Do you really think you are a mad dog that can bite everywhere?" Two more times.

Qin Qiao's slingshot can hit wherever it wants without any deviation.

"Song Kuang, I don't want to dirty the land of the fighting spirit, otherwise I will make a few holes in your body today, let you bleed, and wash your dirty soul."

A marble actually hit Song Kuang between his legs...