After being looked at by Feng Xiaochun's seemingly realistic gaze, the people around Ye Qiu immediately felt their whole body cold from head to toe.

I just want to travel as far as I can, and leave Ye Qiu, the plague god, and immediately separate my relationship.

In an instant, with Ye Qiu as the center, a circle of people around him immediately scattered.

Among them, Dong Ge, who is the provincial team, runs the fastest, and he is probably used for weight-bearing sprint training on weekdays.

This "black belt master" who was so arrogant at the beginning was scared to death when the African soldiers took action.

Feng Xiaochun's appearance shattered all his fantasies.

At this time, his embarrassed appearance of running away in panic, and he was not as good as a provincial team champion? It was even worse than a dog!

Ye Qiu stood in the middle, lonely, bearing everyone's eyes.

Only Han Yueyi was still with her pale face.

Zhu Liying looked back at the two of them, and a trace of loss flashed in her eyes, but she never had the courage to stand back.

Her only daughter is her in her family. She cannot give up something like an ordinary girl for her pursuit.

So she could only watch Han Yueyi standing beside Ye Qiu with envy, accompanying him at the most critical moment.

The fat man Zhang Yong on the other side was dragged away by Zhu Tu and Liu Meili.

"Are you afraid of life? That kid is looking for death, do you want to die too?"

Zhu Tu kicked the fat man's butt while regretting that he couldn't do anything:

"What kind of friendship do you have with that kid deserve your hard work?"

In order to maintain his figure, Zhu Tu often exercises. Where can the fat man, a dead otaku, resist?

The fat man was dragged away like a pig, but this love had fallen into Ye Qiu's eyes.

"This kid is not bad-hearted, but as a friend, it's really good."

Ye Qiu's heart was like a mirror, and the corner of her clothes was tightly grabbed by a jade hand. Han Yueyi almost cried, and she begged in a crying voice:

"Xiaoqiu, sit down quickly and don't show off! There will be people who will die on that ring!"

Everyone present could see clearly the process of Feng Xiaochun's sudden murder.

Ye Qiu stood up at this time. What is the difference between seeking death?

"Sister Yue, don't worry. Even if you come with ten of them like him, you will not be my opponent."

Ye Qiu turned around and smiled at her, comforting:

"Wait for me to come back here, and when I get rid of the Nanyang devil, I will go back to visit your grandma together."

After saying that, he gently pushed away the hand that grabbed the corner of his clothes. Because of his excessive force, the skull joints of his fingers were already turned white.

Then Zheng Shaoge put his hands in his pockets and walked step by step towards the ring with a calm expression.

Only Han Yueyi was left stunned, her mind was filled with the tenderness that Ye Qiu left behind.

Her eyes turned red, she felt her nose sore, and a sense of regret surged in her heart.

These days, following Brother Dong and Zhu Tu, he was just concerned about betting on boxing games, but he was neglected because of this.

Thinking about it now, Brother Dong and the others were just greedy for her appearance, only Ye Qiu was really treating himself as a friend and treating him as his sister.

Ye Qiu walked towards the ring all the way. Wherever he went, people everywhere were scattered like a tide, fearing that they would get into trouble.

No one wants to touch this bad head, and it has nothing to do with this plague god.

Everyone looked at him with sympathy with his eyes as if he was looking at him.

There were also many kind-hearted people standing in the crowd and whispered:

"Young man, Master Feng is calling it Master Ye, not you, don't go up and seek death!"

"Yes, I'm young, why can't I think it out..."

In people's impression, since it is called "Master", it should be at least in his forties or fifties.

Just like Mr. Yang and Master Li around the big owls such as Su Qingyu, Qin Tianjiao and others.

And the young man in front of him looks only in his twenties, how could he be Master Ye?

After hearing the advice of those kind-hearted people, Ye Qiu did not speak, nor did he stop.

He just smiled and walked over leisurely.

He walked under the ring and looked up at the ring that was taller than a man.

Originally, those masters who appeared on the stage all jumped up in order to show their martial arts.

Exaggerated, like Feng Xiaochun, who came on the waves and flew onto the stage; the last time he was to hold his hands up and jump onto the ring.

But Ye Qiu did not do these fancy things, but just walked up step by step along the steps.

When Su Qingyu saw Ye Qiu getting up, he felt a little familiar.

When he got closer and stood on the ring, he found that it was Ye Qiu, and he was shocked immediately!

In any case, this young man is also a friend of his father Su Zhentian.

Although Su Yuxuan didn't say that, he, as a father, could tell that her heart was also in Ye Qiu.

Although he doesn't like the young man's arrogant personality, he must not look at him for death!

Feng Xiaochun's name is the reputation that came out of the sea of ​​blood.

As long as Ye Qiu dares to appear on stage, even if he is not the "Master Ye", Feng Xiaochun will never be ruthless.

"What are you doing, you guys, going up here? You can't stand it out, just step back!"

Su Qingyu couldn't care about his identity anymore, so he stood up from the chair and scolded Ye Qiu who was on stage.

Ye Qiu looked indifferent, shrugged casually, and said lightly: "He called me, I will naturally come to destroy him."

Su Qingyu really wanted to slap this kid into a sieve. He gritted his teeth and felt sorry for his iron:

"The person called Master Ye, but he didn't call you. Why are you rushing up to join in the fun?"

You just have the surname Ye, can you tell me that all the surname Ye are masters?

I really don’t know how to live or die!

Just like everyone present, in Su Qingyu's opinion, the Master Ye who was rumored to be crazy, even if he is young, he must be at least forty years old, right?

Where can a young boy in his twenties come out to be a master?

Ye Qiu smiled and nodded, "Uncle Yu is really amazing. You can guess this. That's right, I'm Master Ye. If you don't believe me, please ask Long Tengfei."

When Su Qingyu heard this, he almost vomited blood. He felt that all his efforts were used on the dog.

At this time, although the defeated Mr. Yang was a little embarrassed and bleeding from the corners of his mouth, he was not dead after all.

When he saw Ye Qiu coming onto the ring, his eyes instantly widened, as if he had seen a ghost, and he angrily shouted:

"With your little skill, even I am no match for me, and I dare to come out to show off as a hero?"

"There is still a chance to get out now. Master Feng is too lazy to bother with you!"

He said, constantly winking at Ye Qiu.

Although he was unpleasant, he wanted to protect Ye Qiu.

Feng Xiaochun stood on the ring, with her hands behind her back, looking at the young man in front of her, frowned slightly.

With his eyes, we can naturally see how much this young man is.

He just glanced at it and made a judgment. The young man in front of him was unable to even stance.

Not to mention killing Zou Pingchuan, even a single child can torture him hundreds of times.

Moreover, what kind of cultivation is Zou Pingchuan?

That is a master of Mingjin. The character who can kill him is at least Mingjin's success!

Feng Xiaochun practiced for 40 years before he reached this level.

Even when his master He Zhendong was extremely talented and broke through to the realm of Mingjin Dacheng, he was already twenty-seven or eight years old.

To take a step back, even if there is rumors that Master Ye is relatively young, he will not be in his early twenties, right?

Feng Xiaochun has always been young, and he is only relative to Yang Xiao and Yang Lao, who are around 40 years old.

However, since this kid dares to come to power, he must have the awareness of death.

Then let’s take this guy to sacrifice the flag first and let these guys from Jiangnan see my Feng Xiaochun’s methods!

When I find the real "Master Ye", I will take his head to pay tribute to my junior brother's spirit in heaven!

Thinking of this, a light burst out from Feng Xiaochun's eyes.

The big bosses from other forces in the stands were both admiring and shook their heads and sighing when they looked at Ye Qiu on the ring.

Everyone admired him for his young age and dared to face Feng Xiaochun's sharpness.

This kind of sharpness and pride may not be able to achieve the achievements of all the big guys here in time.

He shook his head and sighed. He was still too young after all. A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, and he doesn't know how to write the word "death".

There are so many Jiangnan bosses here who bow their heads, and you are so proud that you can stand up and show off?

Xiao Yan also frowned slightly, looked at Ye Qiu on the ring, and a look of appreciation appeared in her eyes. She asked in a low voice:

"Uncle, can you save that young man?"

The middle-aged uncle shook his head, sighed helplessly, and said solemnly:

"Oh... it's too late, Feng Xiaochun's eyes already showed murderous intent!

He would definitely use this kid to sacrifice the flag and use bloody means to suppress the bosses of all forces in Jiangnan.

Whoever dares to come to power at this moment will have a dead end, including me!"
Chapter completed!