The inch fist is said to have the power to create mountains within a square inch. Once it is hit hard, it will have devastating consequences.
With one punch, he made a deep hole in Ne Win's body, and the bone-breaking sound made a heart-wrenching sound, but it was covered up by the sound of squirting water.
Zhao Yun saw that both of them had changed their tactics, and stood on the opposite side and smashed them hard. But Ye Qing's mouth kept showing black blood, and he no longer dared to sit idly by. He jumped up and clamped Ne Win's neck with his two long legs at lightning speed, and his graceful body spun in the air.
With a "click" sound, Nevin's neck bone was broken by her two long legs.
Zhao Yun's body rolled to the ground, and then she let out a soft cry.
The anti-smuggling team members who were in charge of supporting had already rushed forward. They were all horrified when they looked at the corridor that was in a mess that had been destroyed by the fighting.
Ye Qing was also frightened. He sat on the ground against the wall and looked at Ne Win's body: "This is the first master I met after leaving Kyoto."
"Master, Sister Xiaoyun, are you two okay?"
"It's okay!" The two people said almost in unison.
Zhao Yun looked at him worriedly: "How can you be fine? The corners of your mouth have been bleeding."
"Although Ne Win's palm knife hit the bulletproof vest, it shocked the inner abdomen. This is congestion, just spit it out." Ye Qing said with a smile: "What did you call just now? Your voice sounded pretty good."
Zhao Yun rolled her eyes at him fiercely and said angrily: "How do you know, my scream is very nice!"
"Pfft!" The two anti-smuggling team members responsible for the aftermath couldn't help laughing.
Zhao Yun also realized that she had said the wrong thing, and walked up to Ye Qing with a bound, ready to fight: "Don't think that because you are the young master of the Ye family, you can not speak human words."
Ye Qing looked up at her. His beautiful eyes were trying to open wide, and they looked cold and shimmering. His pretty face was like a frozen snow mountain. Unfortunately, this face looked so loli.
Even though a little loli pretends to be angry, in the eyes of others, she is just cute.
Ye Qing didn't bother to look at her pretending to be angry. He looked down at her bent left leg and her calf wrapped in jeans. He couldn't see anything abnormal. However, the exposed ankle was obviously swollen: "It hurts." ?"
"It hurts!" Zhao Yun curled her lips and almost shed tears.
"It hurts and goes to the doctor!"
"You..." Zhao Yun was about to get mad at him, but he was right, if it hurts, you should see a doctor.
"Master, Sister Xiaoyun, do you want to call an ambulance?" An anti-smuggling team member came over and asked with concern.
"I don't have to!" The two of them said in unison.
"You go to the twelfth floor first!" Zhao Yun quickly arranged the task: "Be careful that there are still remaining enemies."
"There's really no need to call an ambulance!"
"My injury is an internal injury. The doctor can't treat it well. I can only adjust my breath on my own." Ye Qing explained and turned to look at Zhao Yun: "You have to be careful. If you injure a bone, be careful. Cripple!"
"Bah! A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory." Zhao Yun rolled her eyes at him and said with lingering fear: "Who knows, I hit my calf when I landed, but I guess it's not a big problem."
The two anti-smuggling team members were relieved and glanced at the elevator door that had been broken by the two men: "The elevator is not working, so we can't send you two down as soon as possible. Let's take a rest here. Let's go to the twelfth floor first." Search it."
"Be careful!" Zhao Yun warned.
After a while, the fire sprinklers stopped spraying water, but the headsets and other electronic products on the two men were all watered down and could no longer be used.
Zhao Yun carefully rolled up the legs of her trousers. On her snow-white skin, there was a shocking black and purple color. She pressed it lightly with her hand, and she suddenly took a breath of cold air, and crystal tears rolled in her eyes.
Ye Qing gave her a funny look: "Cry, cry, it's not a sin."
"I'm just crying, it still hurts!" Zhao Yun was very sensible. She gritted her teeth to prevent tears from flowing down and complained: "Who on earth is this guy? He's so powerful!"
"He is so powerful, it only highlights your weakness!" Ye Qing looked at her graceful profile: "Don't be convinced, if you fight him and can't even use three moves, you will be beaten by him die."
"I'm not that weak!" When she said this, Zhao Yun felt even more aggrieved. She had read Ye Qing's information and knew that he practiced inch boxing, and she had also seen the video of him and Liu Le fighting in Tengchong.
I knew he was a master, but I never expected that he was so skilled.
Ye Qing chuckled: "For a bodyguard, the greatest tragedy is that the person being protected has a higher level of cultivation than himself."
Zhao Yun lowered her head sadly, but then she came to her senses and said scornfully: "Who will protect you!"
"It's better not to have this idea!" Ye Qing opened his mouth and said, "Anyway, I don't need a bodyguard with a cultivation level inferior to mine. This is not about you protecting me, but me protecting you." , putting the cart before the horse, a wise man would not do it.”
Even the Clay Bodhisattva has an earthy nature. Zhao Yun's eyebrows suddenly stood up, her beautiful eyes were like daggers, and she said with a cry: "Am I really that bad?"
Ye Qing thought she was going to fall out with him, but it turned out to be a shocking turn. He almost jumped his waist. Seeing tears falling down her pretty face, he shook his head and smiled, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face. : "Little Yun, don't cry..."
Zhao Yun slapped his hand away and said disgustedly: "Go away, you weirdo, don't touch my face."
"I'm a weirdo!" Ye Qing looked at her in disbelief: "Isn't it just a kindness to help you wipe your tears?"
"I think you want to take advantage of me!" Zhao Yun snorted coldly: "Answer my question."
"what is the problem!"
"I..." Zhao Yun stared at him, gritting her teeth, but still mustered up the courage to ask: "Am I really that bad?"
"No matter how diligent you are in training, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, if you haven't been baptized by the flames of war, you will always be a rookie!" Ye Qing said solemnly: "Just like when the two of us were fighting just now, you shouldn't have stepped forward. Just shoot him directly."
"Aren't I worried that the bullet would penetrate his body and hurt you?"
"I'm wearing a bulletproof vest. Even if the bullet penetrates his body and hits me, it won't be a problem." Ye Qing rolled his eyes at her:
"A true veteran, after I asked him, knew that he was no longer worth living. Therefore, for the safety of his teammates, the first choice was to kill him.
But you didn't. Instead, you asked me to fight with him. Did you know that this guy has practiced yoga? His muscles are like snakes. He can remove more than 80% of his strength. His powerful fists will do very little damage to him. . "
Zhao Yun looked at him cautiously: "I thought you were going to have a master showdown. Besides, isn't it despicable to use a black gun?"
Ye Qing looked at her with disdain and asked coldly: "Then you just watch me being beaten to death by him!"
