Chapter 7 (1/2)

”Hiss!”

Tian Zhuo Yan and the bodyguard were pumping air at the same time.

”How could...”

”How can this be possible, Yang Ling, you, you...”

Tian Zhuo Yan was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly, and the bodyguard was indeed trained. After a moment, he rushed up again, and a whip leg chopped at Yang Ling's head!

”Ding, Taijiquan is proficient in launching.”

Yang Ling, like a tumbler, dodged back and let it pass. Then she turned around beautifully and kicked the bodyguard's center of gravity.

But I didn't expect that the bodyguard was extremely stable in the end. This foot just made him stand unsteady and didn't kick him to the ground directly.

Obviously, Yang Ling's strength is not enough.

However, Dacheng's Taijiquan made him adapt to his heart's will. Therefore, Yang Ling's right hand grabbed the bodyguard's foot and pulled it hard!

”Bang!”

The bodyguard can no longer stand the body, the whole person firmly fell to the ground.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Yang Ling followed up with a foot, severely kicked in the head of the bodyguard, and kicked it faintly on the spot!

Three rounds to deal with bodyguards!

If there were some elements of luck before the sudden attack by stones, it is now the actual strength!

Tian Zhuo Yan was scared to be pale, no longer had the arrogant attitude just now, the whole person paralyzed on the ground, looking at Yang Ling in fear.

And Fang Yuwei is also slightly shaking, did not think of her ex boyfriend, this impression of the little man so fierce!

At the moment, the movement here has attracted some melon eating masses, their eyes widened one by one.

”This young man is so good!”

”Martial arts master

”Ah, it must be very safe to have such a boyfriend!”

For a moment, all kinds of exclamations came and went.

Yang Ling turned a deaf ear and walked towards Tian Zhuo Yan step by step. It seemed that she was really going to break this man's leg.

Tian Zhuo Yan's whole body trembled, and tears even flowed from his eyes. He watched Yang Ling shaking his head and muttered: ”no, you don't want to come over...”

At this stage, Yang Ling's anger had already overwhelmed his sense. When he came near, he looked down at Tian Zhuo Yan and slowly raised his feet.