Chapter 39 (1/2)

Even if it is to be injured, it should be me, a man, who is injured.

With this idea, I clenched my teeth, ignored the pain in my body for the time being, and rushed to Qian beixiong who also rushed over again.

I knew it was hard for me to hit Qian beixiong, but I still made a decisive move. That's what a man should do.

For my own life safety and to protect my good sister Zhou Xiaoying, I must fight once.

When my palms collided, I just felt stuffy in my chest, and the whole person almost suffocated.

A violent force came into my body along my arm. I felt that my body was about to be completely torn apart.

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and I flew out like a kite with a broken line, and then fell heavily to the ground.

This time Qian beixiong wanted to hit me hard. Instead of dodging again, he made a hard fight with me.

I am not Qian beixiong's opponent. He is a real general, but I can't deal with him who has just broken through the martial arts realm.

I just feel that the bones of my body are scattered. The pain of tearing my heart and lungs makes me have some difficulty breathing.

”Brother...” Zhou Xiaoying was surprised and rushed to help me.

I stood up hard, then looked at Zhou Xiaoying with a worried face and said with a smile: ”it's all right. Isn't it just a little hurt? It's like being bitten by a dog. It's okay... ”

My words are actually very loud, so Qian beixiong must have heard them.

Not only did he hear it, but even those who were watching the play heard it.

”You want to die!” Qian beixiong was so angry that his face immediately turned red. He shouted angrily. The whole man jumped up and jumped at Zhou Xiaoying and me across a distance of ten meters.

Seeing this, I pushed away Zhou Xiaoying, who was holding me, and forced the Qi that had been blocked. I squatted slightly on my legs and forced my waist to punch Qian beixiong.

At this moment, I came to fight Qian beixiong with the determination to die, so my eyes were resolute. When I shot, I also tried my best not to leave any retreat for myself.

Zhou Xiaoying's exclamation just sounded, and my fist had collided with Qian beixiong.

This time I didn't step back, but my legs softened and I knelt down.

My hard support made me hurt again. A mouthful of blood gushed out of my mouth again, and the whole person was instantly depressed.

On the contrary, Qian beixiong did nothing. He was smiling at me and said, ”don't be polite. I'm afraid I can't afford the gift of a dead man.”

I did kneel down. To outsiders, I really felt like saluting him.

But I said coldly, ”salute you? Dream! ”

While talking, I suddenly looked up and stared at Qian beixiong.

If the eyes could kill, I should have killed him by now.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard I stared at him, he still had nothing to do and looked at me happily, just like watching a monkey being teased.