Chapter 451

They didn't expect this to happen at all. Yu Jun's faces were hard to see.

"Useless trash, get back here."

After drinking the muscle man back, Yu Jun said, "Miss Zhao, I advise you for the last time. If you continue to be tough, don't blame us for really starting."

"Come when you can. I'm not afraid of you."

Looking at the muscle man who left in confusion, Zhao Rongrong curled his lips: "if you want to deal with the dragon and tiger boxing hall, go to my level first and then."

"Sun Lianghu, do you really want to see us do something to Miss Zhao?"

Instead of wasting time on Zhao Rongrong, Yu Jun said to sun Lianghu, "or do you have to rely on women for your backbone?"

"Miss Zhao, you have done enough for the boxing club."

After indicating Zhao Rongrong to return, sun Lianghu sighed: "if you go on like this, you will certainly get hurt. Leave the rest to me. I promise I will beat the hell out of them."

"Curator sun, don't worry."

Also know this certainly can't, Zhao Rongrong back two steps: "I immediately call my friends, as long as my friends come, they are nothing."

According to her understanding of Lin fan, as long as Lin fan comes, these people are not rivals.

"Curator sun, you are just like a man."

Seeing Zhao Rongrong retreating, Yu Jun said to the leopard, "leopard, you go up and have a contest with director Sun. Remember not to be too cruel."

He rubbed his fist and went out. The leopard licked his lips: "curator sun, I didn't expect that we would have a second chance to fight so soon."

"Well, you mean man."

With both hands in an offensive posture, sun Lianghu sneered: "let my Yongchun boxing greet you today, so that you know what an expert is."

"Wing Chun Quan, I'm Pooh."

He spat on the ground, and the leopard directly grasped his fist and threw it in the past: "you Yongchun boxing is also fancy. In terms of actual combat, you still have to fight reliably."

Hoo ~

the fist of the leopard hit sun Lianghu's head directly.

In the eyes of the leopard, sun Lianghu is a slag.

Bang.

A fist sounds at the sound of his fist. Sun Lianghu does not advise but chooses physical close combat.

In his mind, this move is related to the change of momentum.

You know, behind his back, there are only a lot of students watching, but also the investor Miss Zhao.

"Curator sun, it seems that your feet still work."

A face-to-face was kicked back two steps, leopard eyes flash a trace of cold: "I don't know how long you can persist."

"You can hold on until you get down."

Looking at the chill in the leopard's eyes, sun Lianghu took back his injured right leg: "Yu Jun, if you don't end up sending a garbage on the stage, aren't you afraid of losing?"

"Sun Lianghu, you think highly of yourself."

With his cigarette in his mouth, Yu Jun's face was full of ridicule and disdain: "I think it's useless to send a leopard to deal with you."

"Hey, curator sun, don't worry. This is just the beginning."

His attention still fell on sun Lianghu's right leg. The leopard once again waved his fist and rushed to him: "the good play is just beginning. Let's play slowly."

"It's no use. Your fist can't hurt me Ah... "

Instead of directly bombarding, sun Lianghu pushed his hands forward, and then pulled back to remove the strength from the leopard's fist.

But at this time, it was a sharp pain from the injured right leg.