The iceberg female CEO’s personal doctor

Lin Chen shook his head and said, "Uncle Kun, you are too conceited."

"In my opinion, the old master of the Kuangdao Martial Arts School does not need to be dispatched. The internal boxing master next to Ren Shaocong alone is enough to make you drink a pot."

Duan Kun sneered: "What kind of strength are you, and what kind of strength am I? You can see it, but I can't?"

"Young man, don't mistake ignorance for courage, because that's really stupid!"

Duan Lei, who had just been named by him, laughed and said, "Lin Chen, why are you so stubborn when you are following our lady? Uncle Kun is so powerful that he can kill you with just one finger."

"Brother Lei is right. This person really means nothing and loves to talk too much."

"Aren't there going to be three games in a while? Let's win two games first to establish the victory. In the last game, let this kid go up and get beaten up by the people from the Crazy Blade Martial Arts Hall. Let's see if he still dares to talk nonsense!"

All the bodyguards brought by Duan Kun were looking at Lin Chen with evil looks and scolding him!

Lin Chen shook his head. The people Duan Kun trained had the same temperament as himself.

Excessive arrogance is digging your own grave!

At this moment, the arena of the Crazy Blade Martial Arts Hall has been set up.

Ren Shaocong sat on the leather sofa and said with a smile: "Sister Xuefei, if you lose in a while, you can't regret it."

"I have been coveting these black stockings on your legs for a long time. Once I get them, I will play with them every day, during the day and at night!"

Song Xuefei's face was expressionless, but in her heart, she was extremely disgusted with Ren Shaocong's perversion and vulgarity.

Silk stockings are a woman's personal belongings, but in this world, some people just call them that.

Some like underwear, some like pants, and even more like socks with a little smell.

Of course, she does not allow others to get involved in her own intimate clothing, unless that person is her beloved Dr. Lin.

Lin Chen also admired Ren Shaocong's hobbies very much.

What's even more bizarre about this young master of the Crazy Blade Martial Arts School is that he doesn't even have to mention his hobbies, but he still wants to talk about it in person.

It can be seen that this person definitely has something wrong inside.

With a wave of Ren Shaocong's hand, a student from the Crazy Blade Martial Arts Hall jumped onto the ring.

Duan Kun laughed angrily and said: "Junior, you are so crazy that you let a student come to the ring."

"Okay, since you are so trusting, Uncle Kun, I will teach you Zhang Chang a lesson."

After saying that, Duan Lei also jumped onto the ring.

The student from the Crazy Blade Martial Arts School wore a black strip of cloth on his forehead and had sharp eyes. Without any nonsense, he raised his leg and stepped towards Duan Lei.

Duan Lei snorted coldly, dodged on one side, and smashed the opponent's door with his elbow.

Lin Chen brushed off the fight between the two and shook his head.

Song Xuefei asked strangely: "What's wrong, Dr. Lin?"

Lin Chen said: "The winner has been decided!"

Song Xuefei said in astonishment: "Already divided? Didn't the fight just begin?"

Lin Chen said: "This student from the Crazy Blade Martial Arts School is just showing weakness. In a few more rounds, when Duan Lei's physical strength declines, he will be defeated."

Song Xuefei was thoughtful, and Lin Chen's words aroused her vigilance.

Duan Kun said gloomily: "Lin, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

"In a few more rounds, Duan Lei will be defeated? Don't you think this is ridiculous?"

"Martial arts attacks are constantly changing. Duan Lei is the disciple I trained. No matter in terms of foundation or fundamentals, nothing can be compared to this student from the Crazy Blade Martial Arts School."

Lin Chen chuckled and said, "Uncle Kun, just be happy!"

Behind Duan Kun, several upright bodyguards of the Song family showed silent sneers.

This Lin Chen is a clown, Mao doesn't even understand, yet he dares to judge here.

If it weren't for the young lady protecting him, Uncle Kun would have been able to deal with him and lose his temper at this moment.

Suddenly, Duan Lei, who was attacking fiercely in the ring, gasped for breath and chose to retreat tactically.

The martial arts student had a joking sneer on his face: "What? You can't fight now?"

I saw the pace of his feet changing, approaching Duan Lei rhythmically, and then attacking fiercely with both hands, fast and vicious, heading straight for Duan Lei's door.

Duan Lei was startled and responded with all his strength, but he could no longer care about the stability of his steps, and his feet became chaotic.

The martial arts student seized the opportunity and whipped out a whip kick, hitting Duan Lei's thigh.

Duan Lei groaned in pain, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell towards the ring.

The martial arts student didn't want to let him go. He kicked up again and quickly shot Duan Lei in the crotch.

There was a click, and even Lin Chen couldn't help but frown.

Then there was Duan Lei, with all the blood on his face, rolling crazily on the ring and howling miserably.

"This......"

The bodyguards of the Song family were all caught off guard and had no idea what to say.

Duan Lei was defeated!

Moreover, he was defeated so miserably that his lower body may have been kicked to pieces.

Duan Kun's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Ren Shaocong, these students in your family are quite ruthless."

Then he ordered two people to go up and help Duan Lei down.

Duan Lei, whose face had turned blue, fainted from the severe pain.

A pool of blood spread out from his lower body, making Duan Kun's expression even darker.

Lin Chen said: "Send him to the hospital quickly. If it's too late, he will never be able to be a man again in his life."

Duan Kun shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

Song Xuefei frowned and said, "Uncle Kun, Lin Chen is right. Send Duan Lei to the hospital quickly."

Duan Kun arranged for two bodyguards to send Duan Lei to the hospital, his fists clenching.

"Ren Shaocong, we lost the first round. Now, let's move on to the second round."

Ren Shaocong sat with his golden sword on his back and said, neither salty nor cool: "Duan Kun, you have already lost one game, are you sure you want to fight again?"

Duan Kun said disdainfully: "It's just a win or loss, junior, you are too proud too soon."

"Uncle Kun, I have been traveling around the world for many years, and I have never seen anything like this. Next, I will let you know what it means to treat others in their own way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up like an eagle, crossed the three-meter-high ring guardrail, and landed on the ring.

"well!"

Such a stunning move immediately attracted several bodyguards to applaud.

Even Song Xuefei nodded slightly. Although Duan Kun had a arrogant temper, his strength was not bad at all.

"Lin Chen, have you seen our Uncle Kun's skills? What do you think you are in front of his old man?"

"Now that our Uncle Kun is on stage, you'd better watch and study hard. Opportunities like this don't come around all the time."

"I heard that you can also do martial arts. Haha, you must also have some three-legged cat kung fu. Now you are honored and can broaden your horizons!"

Several bodyguards came to ridicule Lin Chen. They couldn't stand it that Song Xuefei relied on this boy so much.

The noble daughter of the Song family usually didn't even look at them.

For such a pretty boy, he was always caring. As people from the Song family, they felt very unbalanced.

Duan Kun put one hand behind his back and said with a strong momentum: "Shaocong, let me teach you the clever tricks of your Crazy Sword Martial Arts School!"

"Who dares to come up and fight me, Duan Kun!"

Ren Shaocong looked a little ugly, and he was still afraid of Duan Kun.

After all, this man is a first-rate master of the Song family, not an ordinary person.

"Meng Zhongliu, you come first!"

he ordered.