Chapter 827 (1/2)
”Er!” Zhao Qingqing frowned and groaned with pain. She fell a little bit.
”Yeah, great!” Wang Xiaoya claps her hands. ”Zhao Qingqing, you are a big liar. You have been punished. That is Jin minhao's death club. You are really good. Keep up your efforts and beat her again!”
A group of people were speechless about Wang's Schadenfreude, and Jin minhao glared at Wang.
”Don't you want to be shameful, Bonzi? How can you use such a dirty move! ” Zhao Qingqing has now climbed up from the ground and scolded angrily.
”President, why don't you face this dead stick?” Someone couldn't help asking.
”The damned lollipop actually played hooligan and attacked my chest. The president's 34d football almost got hit, which made me disorganized all of a sudden, so he hit me!” Zhao Qingqing said angrily, ”it's shameless. Don't you know that you can't beat a woman's chest?”
”Because they don't treat you as a woman!” Wang Xiaoya answers.
”Shut up!” Zhao Qingqing stares at Wang Xiaoya. This damned little girl knows to gloat at and fall into the trap!
”As expected, Bonzi is still shameless. If he doesn't win, he will come to hell!”
”People's faces are all made up, and they need a fart face!”
”Yes, they have no face!”
”Get out of here!”
”Go away!”
……
Dozens of people heckled together. This stick is really shameless. It actually won their president with such a dirty trick!
But Jin minhao was indifferent, and didn't think he was moved by the momentum at all. After a long time, he said in a sarcastic tone: ”you Chinese are really like this. If you lose, you will find an excuse for yourself. You will never admit that your strength is inferior to that of your opponents. It's sad!”
”Who made an excuse? Did you not sneak on my chest Cried Zhao Qingqing angrily.
”In the battlefield, we only recognize life and death, but not the result. Martial arts are the same. The result is the most important. Win is win, lose is lose. No matter what method is used, it doesn't matter. Now I win, you lose, and this is the result!” Jin minhao sneered, ”the so-called Chinese martial arts, but also so, I advise you, or immediately disband your so-called Chinese martial arts association!”
”Well, even if you are shameless Zhao Qingqing snorted, ”what do you think of winning? You have the ability to fight with my master!”
”Master?” Jin minhao sneered again. ”This is also your favorite move of Chinese people. If your apprentice loses, your master will show up. But it doesn't matter. What about your master? I can still beat him! ”
”That's good. Now fight with my master. He can stab you to death with one finger!” Zhao Qingqing said, ”look, that's my master!”
Zhao Qingqing said while pointing to summer, but also let people once again focus on summer.
”You are Zhao Qingqing's master?” Jin minhao looked at the summer and asked in a cold voice.