The two men fought harder and harder, their fists and kicks became harder and harder. Their clothes were torn, their hair was spread out, and bruises appeared on their faces, but there was no winner.
Several people on the second floor were shouting at the top of their lungs, eager to go down and help.
The peepers in the distance were dumbfounded. How could His Highness fight with others like this? Isn't this something only a gangster would do? But they didn't dare to say a word.
Half an hour later, the two people downstairs finally kicked each other, separated two meters away, and lay on their backs to catch their breath.
"Hahaha." Brahma Tianluo couldn't help laughing when she saw that their handsome faces were colorful and their clothes were worse than beggars.
Both men stared at her, a little woman with bad ideas, with displeasure, and had the urge to strangle her to death.
"It's actually a tie!" the Ninth Prince screamed, it seemed that he had no hope of winning.
Kong Xiaoqian covered her mouth and was also smiling. Zhanfu shouted: "Your Highness, do you think this is a tie? Do you want to continue?" After saying this, he also laughed.
"Brother, he is dying, please give him a few more punches!" The Ninth Prince was still unwilling to give in.
Huang Yurui and Mo Xingchen were breathing heavily. Their limbs were now weak and they had no desire to fight again.
"I'll give you a few more punches when you return to the palace!" Huang Yurui glared at the gesticulating Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince screamed and immediately retracted his head, which made the Ninth Princess smile sweetly. Suddenly she felt that because of the existence of Brahma Tianluo, everyone seemed to be much happier than usual, and the grievances and grudges were also weakened a lot.
"It seems that I can't send you any kisses from this girl, hey." Brahma Tianluo still shook her head in disappointment, with a look that made Kong Xiaoqian laugh to the ground.
Huang Yurui turned to look at Mo Xingchen, and Mo Xingchen also turned to look at him.
"Brat, are you sure you like this kind of woman?" Huang Yurui asked a little depressed.
Mo Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said, "There's still a long way to go before we reach the senior level. I'll think about it again." After saying that, he himself grinned.
"That's right, I have to work hard! I won't be left behind by you two." Huang Yurui was shocked, but he also admired Mo Xingchen. It turned out that this man also had the same dream as Brahma Tianluo.
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"Then it depends on your ability. Xiao Luo doesn't like weak people." Mo Xingchen was very proud, as if he could see himself standing with Brahma Tianluo in the future, looking at the world coldly.
"I won't give up! You should be careful!" Huang Yurui laughed heartily, filled with all kinds of pride.
Mo Xingchen was infected by him, and a feeling of boldness rose in his chest. However, seeing Huang Yurui relax his vigilance, he immediately turned over and suddenly punched his nose with his fist, his movements as fast as lightning.
"Ah! You bastard! Sneak attack!" Huang Yurui screamed, blood spurting out of his nose, making him unable to get up.
"Haha, I won! This is called a war that never tires of deceit!" After saying that, he looked up at Brahma Tianluo's surprised little face, revealing an extremely evil smile, which scared Brahma Tianluo and trembled suddenly.
Why do I feel like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth?
"Wow, it's so despicable! It's so shameless! Brother Huang, this can't be counted!" The Ninth Prince suddenly screamed, "They are both equally despicable and shameless! I won't bet, I won't admit defeat!" The Ninth Prince suddenly said:
He jumped off the second floor, ignored the prince who fell to the ground, and actually ran away. Everyone was speechless. This guy really embarrassed the royal family.