Bao Wenwen's face froze and she looked at Chen Qinglong in embarrassment. She wanted to move but didn't dare to move. Chen Qinglong was the boss of Dihao and had hundreds of subordinates, while Ye Qiu was just a merchant. It was because of his relationship with Cheng Daqiang.
For the sake of being good and having some ability, she called him Mr. Ye.
Ye Qiu was immediately disappointed and said, "You're not coming?"
Bao Wenwen's pretty face was stiff and she apologized: "Master Ye, I'm sorry, it's not very convenient."
Chen Qinglong glanced at Bao Wenwen coldly, feeling quite satisfied that this woman did not make any move to resist him. Then in the next second, his face froze.
"If you don't come over, then I'll go over."
Ye Qiu chuckled, stood up, took a quick step, and sat between Meng Zhao and Bao Wenwen. He squeezed Meng Zhao away, then put his arms around Bao Wenwen's waist, and when he lowered his head, he saw that a nosebleed was almost coming out.
My God, the slit of this cheongsam is too high, and the already slender legs have been visually lengthened by more than 20 centimeters. It is so sexy that it is beyond the sky, and it looks like there is nothing underneath.
Meng Zhao was confused. Ye Qiu was very fast just now and was in front of him in an instant. He pushed him away with his butt and almost fell to the ground.
Then he came back to his senses, said angrily, and cursed in Thai: "%￥#%"
Ye Qiu ignored him at all and chatted with Bao Wenwen: "Sister Bao, how is your illness now?"
"Well, it's okay." Bao Wenwen's face turned red.
When Meng Zhao saw Ye Qiu ignoring him, he thought Ye Qiu might not understand Thai, so he cursed again in Chinese.
Ye Qiu glanced at him: "I won't fight with a reckless man like you."
Meng Zhao's Chinese was not very good, so he was stunned and asked: "What does reckless mean?"
Ye Qiu said: "This is to praise you, it means strong! It means very good and powerful!"
Meng Zhao nodded, with a smile on his face: "You are right."
Li Sanquan's face was full of black lines. His senior brother's brain was really funny. He hurriedly explained: "Senior brother, he is scolding you. He is saying that you... are simple-minded and have strong limbs!"
Meng Zhao frowned: "My limbs are well developed. My hands and feet are indeed very well developed."
Li Sanquan almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and then said something in Thai. Meng Zhao suddenly became furious, stared at Ye Qiu with a pair of angry eyes, and punched the coffee table in front of him.
There was a dull thunk sound, and the coffee table made of marble suddenly cracked and was smashed with just one punch!
Bao Wenwen's heart skipped a beat. This big man was actually so powerful. She looked at Ye Qiu a little worriedly. This guy was her number one choice, so she didn't want to be beaten to death.
The corners of Chen Qinglong's eyes twitched, and he was secretly frightened.
Ye Qiu clicked his tongue and said, "So, you fool, do you know how much this coffee table costs? It's several thousand yuan."
Meng Zhao was furious, pointed at Ye Qiu and said: "Shameless Chinese man, I want to duel with you."
Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a bit of coldness: "Are you sure?"
Meng Zhao sneered: "Why, don't you dare?"
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "I don't dare, I'm afraid of getting hurt."
Meng Zhao laughed and said with great ridicule: "Are all Chinese men cowards like you?"
Ye Qiu held Bao Wenwen's waist, leaned on the sofa, and said slowly: "I'm afraid you will get hurt."
Meng Zhao suddenly seemed to have heard a big joke. He admitted that Ye Qiu had some strength, but that strength was nothing compared to him. You must know that he had experienced countless fights, and even went to the underground black boxing to experience a life-and-death duel.
, that kind of honed skill cannot be compared to those useless insiders who only know how to practice.
For a long time, these Muay Thai masters have been quite indifferent to the so-called internal masters in China, and feel that only Muay Thai is the strongest.
Meng Zhao smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "Everyone can talk big words. You have a saying in Chinese that is good, you should know the truth. Otherwise I will just think you are a weakling who can only talk big words. A weakling like you
Dan, how can you have such a beautiful woman? All of your beautiful Chinese women should be our strong men in Siam."
Although Chen Qinglong was a little unhappy with Meng Zhao, he smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Meng Zhao, Miss Wenwen is the number one beauty in our club. If you want to win her heart, I'm afraid you have to let her see your strength."
Meng Zhao laughed, looking at Bao Wenwen's eyes flashing with infinite desire, "I am strong in kung fu, and on the other hand, I am also very strong, haha."
Chen Qinglong smiled, then looked at Ye Qiu and said: "Let me tell you directly, since you are here today, I will definitely not let you leave easily and fight Mr. Meng Zhao. If you win, our
The matter is wiped out."
"What if I lose?" Ye Qiu asked curiously.
Chen Qinglong sneered: "Do you think you can walk out from here?"
Bao Wenwen's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect that the hatred between Ye Qiu and Chen Qinglong was so great, and she was vaguely worried for Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu said: "What if I don't want to?"
Chen Qinglong said: "Then leave one hand!"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of thugs rushed down from the upstairs of the nightclub and surrounded Ye Qiu. Everyone's eyes were as cold as knives. They looked at Ye Qiu as if they were looking at a dead person, holding sticks in their hands.
Weapons even have regulated knives.
Bao Wenwen was very nervous. She glanced at Ye Qiu, but she didn't expect that this guy's expression was as normal. She admired his character, but the dishonest hand on his body made her very angry. He was already in danger, and yet he was so cowardly.
God, but she actually felt a little stimulated, a little excited, and even a little eager in her heart... This kind of excitement was like having an affair.
Ye Qiu looked around and said with a smile: "It seems I can't survive without fighting?"
Chen Qinglong mocked: "Do you think it's possible?"
"Okay." Ye Qiu let go of Bao Wenwen and stared at Meng Zhao. When he stood up, he realized that he was half a head taller than him, almost 2 meters tall. He squinted his eyes: "Big guy, I'm going to
You hit."
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There is a fitness room on the sixth floor of the nightclub, which is used for training Chen Qinglong's men. It happens to have a small arena.
Li Sanquan stood next to Chen Qinglong and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my senior brother is able to kill the internal masters who come into the house. He is much better than me. This kid is dead."
Chen Qinglong thought of the scene of Meng Zhao fighting against his elite men, smiled slightly and said: "I believe Mr. Meng Zhao has this strength."
Bao Wenwen listened to the conversation between the two and felt worried in her heart. She still had a good impression of Ye Qiu and didn't want anything to happen to him.
Ye Qiu and Meng Zhao stood on the ring, neither of them wearing any armor.
Meng Zhao twisted his neck, grinned and mocked: "You don't dare to move, are you afraid? It's still too late to regret now, just throw away one hand."