Chapter 521 The Blood Color 3 about to begin

"What slogan?" The two policemen were already attracted by Xiang Yufeng's story. They did not see Liu Xiong sitting aside, his face almost darkened.

"Long live the freedom of Liu Xiong, defeat Liu Xiong, long live the freedom of Liu Xiong." Xiang Yufeng looked at Liu Xiong's cold eyes, pointed to the two police officers and said, "You can't blame me. It was you who asked me to cooperate with the questions of these two police officers. When they asked, I could only tell the truth, and then I will go down."

Liu Xiong snorted coldly and didn't say anything. The two policemen smiled awkwardly and said, "Do you have any witnesses to prove what you are saying?"

"Of course there is." Xiang Yufeng said, "Class Zhang Ning of the advertising class can prove what I said."

"Where is she?" Liu Xiong looked at Xiang Yufeng coldly and said.

"Father-in-law, why do you look at me like this? It makes her feel like she is there because of my relationship? I admit that we knew each other before, but is there something wrong with knowing each other?" Xiang Yufeng looked at this guy who was disrespectful and dirty in his mind and said, "What's more, Wan'er doesn't know that Zhang Ning and I are friends."

"Wan'er knows that you are friends, but Wan'er doesn't know that you have been together on the rooftop." Liu Xiong said coldly, "Boy, you'd better give me some peace. Don't be able to control yourself when you see a beautiful woman."

Xiang Yufeng rolled his eyes and looked at Liu Xiong and said, "What does it mean to be unable to control himself? I am also a man. Why can't I look at a beautiful woman a few more times? Your old man's secretary, if you look like grandma doesn't love her and uncle doesn't love her, will you use it?"

"You" Liu Xiong slapped the table and pointed at Xiang Yufeng angrily. He was about to be tough when the door of the president's office was kicked open again. Liu Xiong was furious with a gloomy face and roared, "Fuck your grandma, I really regard my place as a vegetable market."

The one who came in was a strong man, about forty years old, with a flat head. Although he was wearing loose white clothes, he could still feel the bulging muscles under the clothes. The strong man seemed to have not heard Liu Xiong's words. As soon as he came in, he glanced around with his eyes. When he saw Xiang Yufeng sitting there, he suddenly shouted angrily, waved his fist and smashed it towards Yufeng.

When Xiang Yufeng saw this strong man, he didn't let go of his fart when he met him, and he didn't even let go of his farts. He was stunned and then instinctively raised his fist to meet him.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided hard in the air. Xiang Yufeng's fist had become much thicker after a year of baptism. If it weren't for the fate of the Tiandao Sect's heart, his hands would have been covered with old skin. But that's the case. His fists and the fists of the strong man were still seeing the big ones, and they didn't look like birds.

Xiang Yufeng was stunned for a moment. He looked at the strong man in front of him. He could not feel any internal strength from the other person's body, and the other person could not even be considered the most basic warrior. The other person's punch just now could be said to be completely pure physical strength, which made Xiang Yufeng become a little interested in this strong man.

Xiang Yufeng was interested, but the strong man was surprised. Although someone had already had a strong man with him in the new minister of the logistics department, he had never really fought and would never comment on people. However, the punch just now made Xiang Yufeng immediately become the strong man who could be called the opponent.

"Hey, Zhou Zhen is indeed not wrong, try my punch again." The strong man said in a loud voice, smiled, waved his fist, and smashed towards Yufeng again.

"I'm afraid of you!" Xiang Yufeng's mouth slightly raised and turned his hands into claws. He wanted to use the next move to prevent the other party from punching again.

"Hey, Zhou Zhen is indeed not wrong, try my punch again." The strong man said in a loud voice, smiled, waved his fist, and smashed towards Yufeng again.

"I'm afraid of you!" Xiang Yufeng's mouth slightly raised and turned his hands into claws. He wanted to use the next move to prevent the other party from punching again.

"Bastard, what do you think of me here?" Liu Xiong looked at the two of them who took action without caring about the court, and said with a dark face.

Xiang Yufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the strong man's eyes and said to Liu Xiong: "Father-in-law, do you think he will settle down if there is no result?"

Liu Xiong was stunned, and then he looked at the strong man's eyes full of fighting spirit. Liu Xiong couldn't help but take a step back and gave up the clearing, because he knew his security minister so well. Drink and fists were his lifeblood. Anyone who wanted to take away these two things from him would fight to the death, even Liu Xiong would not be able to do so.

The thick man ignored anyone. He slowly closed his fist on his waist, squatted slightly, his feet were open in horoscopes, and his tiger eyes were filled with a cold light. Looking at Xiang Yufeng, the punch just now made the strong man understand that the fist in front of him, who was usually scolded by him as a novice, was obviously not inferior to him.

"Ah!" The thick man roared, and his fist finally blasted out again. At the same time, the pupils of Yufeng suddenly contracted. His toes moved lightly and his legs ejected.

The thick man's fist was as fast as a tiger going down the mountain. When he was one foot away from the Yufeng Peak, the speed suddenly increased. The sound of the bones "giggled" by the strong man was clenched and snapped.

Xiang Yufeng smiled with a pursed lips, trembled with a long vibration, turning his fist into a clawed hand, and collided with the other party's fist.

"Bang!"

The two of them had intertwined their bodies, facing each other with their backs to each other. Although the contact time just now was only in minutes, their second collision had ended.

A long mark broke on the cloak of the thick man's chest, but Xiang Yufeng frowned slightly. Although he obviously won the attack this time, the moment when his hand held the opponent's fist, the strength from the opponent's fist was shocked to let go.

"Okay!" The thick man shouted loudly, and his body suddenly rotated with his left foot as the axis. His fist drew a line around him. From a distance, he looked like a tiger wandering beside him.

Xiang Yufeng's arm shook slightly, and his palm turned around and attacked again.

"Bang!" With the sound of air and flesh colliding with each other, the arms of the two men touched each other again, and their strength shocked their bodies slightly.
Chapter completed!