Chapter 214 (1/2)

Second Now Qin belongs to quasi level 3, which is only less than 100 experience points from the upgrade. It's easy to rush up, and the fighting skills are quite fierce. It's really not difficult to deal with such a level 2 garbage. *

just because of this, Qin Fang didn't want to have the same opinion with Dewey, but some people are so short-sighted that they really regard themselves as ”Lao Tzu's number one” and take the initiative to find out.

”You I'll kill you

Dewey is always used to being rude. He has never been a reasonable master. He was very upset with Qin Fang. Just now, he was slapped by Qin Fang in front of so many people. He felt the burning pain on his cheek. Dewey was even more angry.

Looking at Qin Fang and feeling his disdain, Dewey couldn't suppress his anger immediately. With a fury, he rushed to Qin Fang. His eyes turned red. It was obvious that his anger was fierce.

”Stop, Dewey...”

In fact, Wen Yan was still surprised at how the weak Qin Fang could slap the burly Dewey. She heard Dewey's roar. At the same time, she saw that Dewey killed Qin Fang again. She immediately cried anxiously, even on her face, crying in her eyes.

”Step aside...”

Looking at this rude Dewey's fierce rush, Qin Fang's pupils contracted a little, and immediately said to Tang Feifei and Xiao muxue beside him. At the same time, he motioned to them to pull Wen Yan away.

”Be careful...”

The two women didn't hesitate. They looked at the fierce Dewey and Qin Fang. Then they whispered a word of warning. They both backed away from Qin Fang and pulled Wen Yan away.

After the three women left, Qin Fang's side seemed empty, but it also made Qin Fang more free. At this time, Dewey's fist had come straight to Qin Fang's face.

Bang ~ ~ seeing that Dewey's blow was only so short from Qin Fang's face, everyone could not help but take a breath. Such a fierce blow hit the face again, for fear that the whole bridge of nose could be broken.

A dull noise, all people can't help but close their eyes, seems very afraid to see such a bloody scene, individual timid girls can't help screaming.

”That's the strength?”

At this time, they heard Qin Fang's insipid voice.

Everyone looked over and found that Dewey's fist was blocked by Qin Fang's palm less than five centimeters away from Qin Fang's nose. Dewey's face was full of amazement, but his fist was hard to enter even one centimeter away.

However, Dewey is not the kind of person who retreats when faced with difficulties. He sees that one of his fists is blocked, and he and Qin Fang stand almost face to face, almost subconsciously, with a knee bump. As for the target, it is the most vulnerable key part of a man.

”See how you die...”

Dewey's face was ferocious. He stood in front of Qin Fang and said in a very gloomy and terrible tone.

But before Dewey finished, he suddenly felt that his knee and even his whole thigh were knocked by something heavy. His face twitched. He could no longer stand in front of Qin Fang. He jumped away and looked at Qin Fang in surprise.

There was nothing on Qin Fang's hand. It seemed that it was Qin Fang's other hand that blocked Dewey's knee just now.

But ”How come you seem to have been hit by a stick or something?”

Dewey's heart was filled with such a doubt. Just now, he was hit by something like a stick, which made his whole thigh paralyzed.

But Qin Fang's hands were empty without any sticks, which made him a little confused.

”You are not my opponent Don't waste your time! ”

Qin just quietly looked at Dewey, did not take advantage of each other's breathing opportunity to fight back, but a kind persuasion, although this sounds a little forced.

”Think beautiful...”

However, Dewey was a little paralyzed. He would never give up until he reached his goal. The pain in his thigh soon subsided. He immediately made a stroke and rushed to Qin Fang with his fist.

Qin Fang couldn't help shaking his head. Dewey was too arrogant and didn't know himself well. He wanted to slap him down, but he looked at Wen Yan and seemed worried. After hesitating for a moment, he didn't give too heavy a hand.

Dewey was not as polite as Qin Fang. He hammered his fist fiercely, hit his knees, elbows, claws and so on. As long as he could think of a way to use it almost one by one, Qin Fang could not laugh or cry.