The strongest security guard for a female president

Chapter 628
Qian Zhaoyong's footwork is solid, and if he wants to hold him down, Bai Zifan must exert all his strength. In this position, he dare not even move. , that breath will be unloaded.

After all, it came from the ancient martial arts family. Even if Wang Bingxue doesn't know much about kung fu, she can still see the way. When she found that the two people who were competing were unable to move while sleeping, she was not polite, took out a large wrench in the car, and He walked over with a smirk on his face.

Looking at the smug Wang Bingxue, Bai Zifan winked fiercely, but Wang Bingxue couldn't see it at all.

At Qian Zhaoyong's age, it is obvious that he has put all his energy and time on it in the past to be able to practice such a skill.

Such a result certainly made his boxing skills ordinary, but his kicking skills were so powerful that Bai Zifan's scalp went numb.

Bai Zifan had tried his best to be able to suppress him with a heavy pendant until now, and seeing that Qian Zhaoyong was about to fight back, Wang Bingxue took the initiative to come over to give him his head.

"Go, it's dangerous!"

After sounding the warning, Bai Zifan let out a deep breath and couldn't hold Qian Zhaoyong back any longer. Fortunately, Bai Zifan didn't just slip away because he didn't move at all.

When Qian Zhaoyong stood up again, Bai Zifan flew up again with a flick of his legs, and when he fell, his right foot stepped hard on Qian Zhaoyong's headache.

Grinning in pain, Qian Zhaoyong immediately stretched out his hand to grab Bai Zifan's foot. Before he could stretch out his hand, Bai Zifan jumped up again.

Qian Zhaoyong, who was concentrating on the top of his head, did not expect Bai Zifan to fall behind him this time.

Putting his hands on Qian Zhaoyong's shoulders so that he didn't slip directly, Bai Zifan jumped down with the help of his hands, and put his big feet firmly on Qian Zhaoyong's back waist.

Qian Zhaoyong, whose two kidneys were almost kicked out, screamed, staggered a few steps, and was grabbed by the ankle by Bai Zifan who rolled behind him.

Pulling his hamstrings hard, Qian Zhaoyong's feet would not be in control, and he fell directly on the ground. Seizing the opportunity, Bai Zifan climbed directly onto Qian Zhaoyong's back and punched Qian Zhaoyong. Yong's cervical spine.

When his eyes went dark, Qian Zhaoyong also became ruthless and rolled on the ground. Seeing the two big men hugging each other and rolling further and further away, the large wrench in Wang Bingxue's hand fell to the ground in a complete bewilderment.

Originally, Qian Zhaoyong rolled over just because he didn't want to be paralyzed by Bai Zifan's fist, but once he turned over, he was entangled by Bai Zifan and couldn't stop.

When the two finally stopped, Bai Zifan jumped up from Qian Zhaoyong's body.

Just as Qian Zhaoyong used a carp to stand up straight, Bai Zifan's fist was already greeting him on the bridge of the nose.

After blocking it with a wave of his hand, Bai Zifan kicked him with a whip kick, and just as Qian Zhaoyong was about to fight back, his fist fist hit him.

Qian Zhaoyong was able to beat him hard before, relying on Huangdou, as long as he took Qian Zhaoyong out of Huangdou's range, Huangdouxia would be able to reveal his true colors in an instant.

Bai Zifan's limbs worked together, and after the full firepower, Qian Zhaoyong, let alone counterattack, waved his arms and used a set of unconventional Wang Baquan that could kill the master. After successfully forcing Bai Zifan back, Qian Zhaoyong swept his legs high. Just kicked it out.

With his legs bent and his stature short, Bai Zifan stood up quickly as soon as Qian Zhaoyong's right leg swept over his head, his shoulders directly supporting Qian Zhaoyong's right leg.

After kicking Qian Zhaoyong's ankle so that he couldn't stick to the ground, Bai Zifan pushed hard and threw the thing flying.

After landing, Qian Zhaoyong bounced up again as if a spring had been installed on his whole body, and collided with Bai Zifan again. His palm slapped Bai Zifan's wrist, and the unconvinced Qian Zhaoyong hit his knee directly.

Withdrawing his hands and pressing down, although Qian Zhaoyong blocked Qian Zhaoyong's blow, Bai Zifan's hands were also numb with pain.

With a swing of his body, he bumped his head towards Qian Zhaoyong, and Qian Zhaoyong, who was nimble under his feet, dodged sideways in time.

As soon as he dodged the hammer, Bai Zifan kicked back with his right leg, swung the carp's tail, and kicked Qian Zhaoyong's nose hard with his leather shoe.

Qian Zhaoyong, who was spraying blood from his nostrils, hadn't regained consciousness when Bai Zifan, who was bending over, put his arms around his waist.

After clinging to Qian Zhaoyong tightly, Bai Zifan started to spin him around. After seven or eight laps, Qian Zhaoyong became even more confused. Throw Qian Zhaoyong out again.

However, Qian Zhaoyong was still a little conscious in the haze, grabbed Bai Zifan's belt tightly, and flew out with him.

The two rolled around for a long time, and this time they flew out, and they all landed on the road.

Before the entangled two could stand up, a truck rushed over not far away. The driver of the truck was obviously not frightened by the two guys who appeared suddenly, and honked desperately.

At this point in the fight, Bai Zifan and Qian Zhaoyong both wanted to kill each other, but they absolutely didn't want to die together with each other. Seeing the truck driving up, the two people who had just hugged each other "lingeringly" seemed like words As if holding an AIDS patient in his arms, he hurriedly kicked him away.

Bai Zifan threw his body backwards, and Bai Zifan, who rolled three times, managed to escape in front of the truck. Qian Zhaoyong also wanted to escape, but as soon as he exerted his strength, Bai Zifan's ankle, which had been kicked several times by Bai Zifan, couldn't bear it, and he half-knelt down On the ground, amidst the roar of truck horns and brakes, he was knocked far away.

The truck stopped, and the driver looked at Qian Zhaoyong, who was lying in a pool of blood, and then at Bai Zifan who ran over to check, swallowed and said, "I said, brother, don't think I drive a truck, it seems quite It's like money, but my family has a heavy burden, in fact I don't have much money, it's really not worth it for you to spend your life on porcelain like this..."

"We are not touching porcelain."

"Ha ha……"

"You shit, what I said is true, you are unlucky, this time you bumped into someone, but that guy deserved it, if you didn't give me a godly assist, I would spend a lot of time to clean him up, Thank you in advance."

After being stunned for a few seconds, the truck driver asked with a cute face, "So, do I not have to lose money?"

"It's okay, this grandson has insurance, but you should send him to the hospital, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first!"

Looking at the back of Bai Zifan who ran away cheerfully after a casual confession, the driver murmured, "Actually, I have something to do, and I need to go first."

The protagonist's halo has its own passive skills, and the villain is attracted to it. Suddenly, a dragon villain jumps down. Although he is very skilled, Bai Zifan doesn't take it seriously.

The only thing that annoyed Bai Zifan was that after Qian Zhaoyong came out, he directly crashed the eighth-hand car that Bai Zifan bought.

(End of this chapter)