The contract son-in-law of the female president

Wang Yi took three steps and made two steps to catch up with Wu Qingsong.

He reached out and patted Wu Qingsong's shoulder, and said with a chuckle, "Are you also here to pursue An Yuer?"

Wu Qingsong was holding flowers in a happy mood. When he thought of seeing An Yuer again, he was so frightened by the sudden slap that he almost jumped up.

Looking back, it was a man in tattered clothes, and he was suddenly angry.

"Who are you, what am I going to do, it's none of your business, get out quickly."

When Wang Yi saw it, he thought to himself: "I'm not too short-tempered."

Then he said coldly: "This road was not built by your family, why should I go out?"

Pointing to the building again: "Besides, the building belongs to An Yu'er. If I want to go in, why should I report to you?"

Speaking regardless of Wu Qingsong's expression, he entered the lobby on the first floor.

"Hehe, here comes a bewilderment, let's see how Wu Shao treats him."

When the people in the hall saw this scene, they were all attracted.

Everyone knows that Wu Qingsong comes every day.

Many people in the Forbidden City knew about this, so the other suitors only dared to show their faces and express their love to An Yuer after Wu Qingsong left.

"How else can I clean it up? Just like last time, I was beaten up and then disappeared inexplicably."

They are no strangers to this kind of thing.

After all, the world is so big that Wang Yi is not the only one who is more impulsive.

"However, if he can come in as a beggar, there must be something wrong with the security guards. I will report to the president later." Seeing Wang Yi's image, one of the male employees immediately thought of it.

"Unexpectedly, you usually seem to be silent, and there are quite a lot of flirtatious things at this time. You want to take this opportunity to get close to the president." The man next to him said teasingly.

"Are you saying you don't want to?"

One sentence choked the man.

"You stop for me!"

When a group of people were discussing, they suddenly heard Wu Qingsong's angry voice.

The whole hall heard it.

Wu Qingsong held the flowers with one hand, rounded his fist with the other hand, and walked towards the back of Wang Yi's head.

The girls were so frightened that they quickly closed their eyes, while the boys stared at Wu Qingsong and Wang Yi with great interest.

"That's great, it's time to fight."

Snapped!
As soon as the words fell, a crisp sound came out.

But they were dumbfounded.

When the girls opened their eyes, their faces brightened.

The situation is wrong, it shouldn't be Wu Qingsong who knocked down the beggar with his fist, and then walked away.

As for the corpses of beggars, someone will clean them up automatically.

Either appear in the lake, or in the moat.

"What's going on?" the girl asked the boy.

"It's just what you saw." The boy spread his hands, but he didn't understand it himself.

"Tch—" the girl gave the boy a contemptuous look, and snorted coldly.

"Let go of me, let go quickly." Wu Qingsong's hand was firmly held by Wang Yi.

The white palms, the pinched joints turned white, without a trace of blood.

Wang Yi turned around and sneered at him, "You sneaked up on me and still want me to let go, are you out of your mind?"

Wu Qingsong struggled desperately, trying to break free.

Seeing that he was struggling so much, Wang Yi prepared to help him.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Wu Qingsong retreated back again and again like an arrow leaving the string.

In the end, he took a wrong step, stumbled with his left foot and fell to the ground directly on his back.

The flowers in his hand flew a few meters away.

When he woke up, he found that the flowers had already been broken.

At this time, Wu Qingsong was even more angry.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"Smelly beggar, dare to play me?"

"You don't know my true strength, young master?"

Wu Qingsong rolled up his sleeves and took off a golden bracelet.

Suddenly, his whole demeanor changed.

Incomparably fierce.

And it looks magical.

It's like practicing some crooked kung fu.

Wang Yi frowned, and suddenly understood.

No wonder the dignified young master of the Wu family has no cultivation. It turns out that he has cultivated heresy ways and it is not easy to show it.

Sensing Wu Qingsong's aura again, he was almost at the peak of the Martial Dao Emperor.

They are actually on the same level as Gu Wuya.

Talent is good.

Suddenly, the first floor of the company seemed to have entered the martial arts battlefield on TV, full of black atmosphere.

Suddenly, Wang Yi frowned, thinking of this aura, it was very similar to the black mist against yesterday.

Is there any connection between Wu Qingsong and Wang Hegao?
But Wu Qingsong didn't give him time to think too much, a pair of hands full of nails had already reached in front of Wang Yi.

The power is very fierce.

Compared with Wang Hegao, he is stronger.

Wang Yi narrowly avoided the first claw, and the second claw followed closely.

Like a spring reciprocating back and forth, swift and precise.

Relying on his body skills, Wang Yi came to the stairs.

At this time, the hall was already in chaos.

"This... what the hell is this?" The girls huddled together and hid under the table, not daring to look outside.

Among the boys, some of them have cultivation bases, which is not surprising, but they are very interested in the cultivation bases of Wang Yi and Wu Qingsong.

"What realm is this? Martial Dao Grandmaster, or Martial Dao Supreme?"

They are nothing more than inner strength.

"Don't panic, they are all real masters, and they won't attack us ordinary people." The words of the boys didn't stop the girls from screaming and trembling.

A few seconds later, the figures of Wang Yi and Wu Qingsong had disappeared into the hall.

The black mist dissipated, and the hall was in a mess.

All kinds of tables, chairs and benches were smashed all over the floor, and some were reduced to powder, and nothing could be seen.

The walls are riddled with holes, which is shocking.

If the foundation of the building is not touched, I am afraid that the building will collapse soon.

At the same time, the guards outside sensed the powerful wave of true qi, and quickly approached Wang Yin.

"Boss, what should we do?"

Wang Yin snorted coldly: "Looking at this posture, at least it is a battle between martial arts kings. If we go, won't we become cannon fodder?"

"Just wait for me and observe for a minute. If you are still fighting, call Fifth Lord and let them deal with it."

Everyone nodded.

Martial arts king, what a powerful person that is.

Even in the Forbidden City, there are very few martial arts kings.

But they didn't expect that the two people who were fighting in the building had already surpassed the martial arts king.

Even from the perspective of fighting quality, even the emperor of martial arts is not enough to describe.

The more he fights against Wu Qingsong, the more Wang Yi feels the strength of his opponent.

The black energy in Wu Qingsong's body seems to be inexhaustible.

It is far from what Wang Hegao of yesterday could compare with.

Perhaps, what Wu Qingsong practiced was the real kung fu.

And Wang Hegao's is a pirated version.

"Who dares to act wildly in my territory?"

The two fought to the top floor, when suddenly there was a scolding sound.