Chapter 272

Yang Yuner blushed. He had never seen such a shameless existence on the Dragon cutting platform. At that moment, he took back his long leg, threw it away and slammed it again on Zheng Shao's neck.

Zheng Shao still has a strong neck and Ying Dang's smile on his face, "Yang Yuner, you said just now that if you lose, you can let me go to MGM to open a room tonight."

"Bah! When did I say that?" Yang Yuner said angrily.

"You just said you agreed to make an appointment?"

"If you win, go through your heart legs!!" Yang Yuner suddenly jumped up, his other foot soared into the air and trampled on Zheng Shao's heart.

Bang.

Zheng Shao fell back. With the help of inertia, Yang Yuner's body also retreated successively, landing on the ground with both hands and a back somersault.

Zheng Shao covered his chest, made a painful expression and said, "Oh, it's so uncomfortable, Yang Yuner. I'm going to be trampled to death by you. I'm coming."

"Dead pervert!" Yang Yuner scolded, jumped up and flew a foot at Zheng Shao's chest again.

When she kicked, Zheng Shao stared at Yang Yuner's legs, "Wow, look, it's pink, I like it."

There were many onlookers around. They laughed when they saw Zheng Shao molesting Yang Yuner.

"Shameless dead pervert, serial leg!!" Yang Yuner was furious. One foot supported the ground and the other foot opened like lightning. He swept and kicked Zheng Shao's face.

After the serial leg, Yang Yuner retreated.

Zheng Shao's mouth and nose bleed. His face is swollen like a pig's head, but his eyes are still staring at Yang Yuner's two legs, "good legs, good strength, are you enjoying yourself? Are you cool?"

"Bah..."

"OK, you're cool. It's my turn." Zheng Shao rushed like a cheetah.

"Ah!" Yang Yuner was surprised.

Zheng Shao's speed is amazing. Yang Yuner quickly retreated. However, the speed is not as fast as Zheng Shao at the moment.

Zheng Shaofei rushed and hit Yang Yuner in the chest.

Yang Yuner vomited a mouthful of sour water, pursed his skin and retreated back.

Zheng Shao rushed to keep up, his waist was upright, and his abdomen hit Yang Yuner's chest hard.

Bang.

Yang Yuner flew out, snorted and fell heavily to the ground.

Zheng Shao made a forward somersault and landed on Yang Yuner. "Dragon claw hand." the huge claw grabbed Yang Yuner's neck, pulled her up from the ground and threw her into the air, "Dragon Rising fist!!"

Zheng Shao jumped in place and smashed up with a coquettish Dragon Rising fist.

Bang.

Yang Yuner's body began to rotate and screamed. He fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up seriously.

Zheng Shao fell down slowly, knelt on one knee, then stood up, turned back slightly, revealed half of his face, blood on his nostrils and corners of his mouth, with a touch of melancholy on his face.

"You think I really like you, but it's just a joke." Zheng Shao raised his mouth and showed a cheap smile.

The people watching the battle beat their chests and feet one by one. Damn Zheng Wenxi! It's despicable for a beauty like Yang Yuner to dare to do it.

"This grandson pretends to be forced. Look at that coquettish face. Wipe it. You can't make him cheap. Challenge him!"

"You go."

"Eh? Forget it, Yang Yuner is not his opponent. I'm afraid he is invincible below the martial arts division."

Everyone was shocked. Zheng Shao had only been here for a long time. At first, like a clown, he made a lot of foreign appearances on the stage, how ugly and how ugly.

Now, he really counter attacked. Even Da Yuanman, a martial artist like Yang Yuner, is not his opponent.

"Hmm? What's in his hand..." someone shouted.

The crowd turned to look.

But on the Dragon chopping platform, Zheng Shao took out a jade bottle from his arms, raised his head, and the emerald green liquid in the jade bottle poured into his mouth.

"Yes... Yes!" someone finally recognized it.

"This guy drank steam for eighteen."

The eyes of all the martial artists are full of envy.

"Steaming eighteen, strong enough! I'm Wenxi, and I speak for myself." Zheng Shao smiled faintly, showing coquettishness. Then he turned and walked towards the challenge arena.

On the Dragon cutting stage, Yang Yuner covered his chest and looked at Zheng Shao's back. His eyes were full of looking up.

The news spread that Zheng Wenxi was so awesome because he drank steamed 18. Lingbao hall sold steamed 18 for only 500000.

The price of 500000 is not high. On the Dragon chopping platform, the appearance fee of Yang Yuner is more than 100000, and the martial artists who are lower than her are not short of this money.

A large number of people rushed to Lingbao hall to make an appointment.

As a result, I found that the steaming 18 in the next week had been reserved, and there was a long line in front of the door.

After Yang Yuner recovered some, she also came here to line up. Looking at the people in front of her, she was a little lost. Good things were robbed naturally.

Scar Zi came out from the inside and shouted, "the steamed 18 in the next two weeks has been sold out. You don't have to queue up. Come back in two weeks!! or wait for notice."

"What? We've sold out in the next two weeks?"

"No, I've been waiting in line here for an hour. How much do you register for me?"

"Yes, I can register two weeks later!"

"I'll give a million, a million!"

"Grass Mud Horse, go away. One million is gross. I'll pay two million."

Looking at the crazy crowd, Yang Yuner shook his head and was ready to turn around and leave. As soon as he turned around, he was suddenly startled by Zheng Shao behind him.

Zheng Shao changed into the black clothes of Lingbao hall, with band aids on his face. His face was black and blue, but his eyes were very bright and had a trace of wolf aggression.

Yang Yuner felt like a lamb. Zheng Shao stripped him in an instant. "What are you doing?"

She took a subconscious step back.

Zheng Shao took out a bottle of steamed 18.

Steam 18 is also divided into different grades. Fifty thousand bottles are ordinary. Better ones need one million. That's the gilded bottle held by Zheng Shao.

"Take it." major Zheng stuffed the bottle into Yang Yuner's arms. "Don't be embarrassed. I'm used to being a loser. I won the game. I'm not happy. Get strong and win me again."

Yang Yuner's heart beat wildly. She never felt that a man was so charming. When he was excited, his nose was sour and his eyes were wet. "I laughed at him so much, he wasn't angry, and... He steamed 18 for me."

Zheng Shao blinked and walked away.

Yang Yuner held the gilded bottle in his hand and his eyes were dull.

"Ah? Top grade steamed 18? Yang Yuner, do you want it? If you don't want it, sell it to me and I'll pay three million!"

"Go away, I'll pay five million. Sell it to me!"

Yang Yuner firmly grasped the bottle and continued to look for Zheng Shao through the crowd, but he couldn't see it.