This time, Hans was obviously taken aback.

"You brat, you're so lucky!"

Hans cursed Ye Liang, stepped up his offensive, and punched Ye Liang in the face.

Whoosh whoosh!!

The wind roared like a tiger, and every punch was so fast and fierce that it was estimated that even a dent could be made on the steel plate.

But unfortunately, this fist and Ye Liang's face are like two magnets that repel each other, unable to get close to each other no matter what.

Ye Liang threw several punches in a row, but he was shaken left and right. Each time, he barely missed the target, and he was almost there, but he seemed to be far away.

A while??????????????????time.

Song Shuxiang and Shen Guoqiang's hearts were pricked again.

"Guo Guoqiang, there won't be any problems, right?" Song Shuxiang asked worriedly.

After all, it is half of the family property.

They definitely don't want to hand it over.

Besides, Song Shuxiang is still waiting to see Lu Jie and Song Bing's family go bankrupt.

Shen Guoqiang smiled and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, Hans is a boxing champion, and he is also Elvis' apprentice. This Ye Liang is at most a war minister, and there is no way he can win."

"It's just good luck to dodge these punches..."

When it came to the last few words, Shen Guoqiang's confidence was obviously even less confident.

Because while he was talking, Ye Liang barely dodged a few punches from Hans.

Hans was so angry.

What the hell.

He punched more than ten times in a row, all of them hitting the air.

It would be fine if Ye Liang used his strength to avoid it.

But this Ye Liang didn't look like a martial artist at all. There was no trace of any martial arts training, he didn't know any moves, he didn't know any martial arts routines, and he didn't even have basic dodge movements.

Just a few shakes of his head and he dodged all my fists?!

What outrageous luck is this!!

Hans was panting and sweating profusely from the beating. He finally stopped, stared at Ye Liang fiercely, and said angrily: "This is the Kung Fu of your Dragon Kingdom?!"

"Could it be that the Kung Fu of your Dragon Kingdom is just the Turtle Kung Fu, and you are just like a turtle with your head shrinking here?"

Ye Liang smiled and said, "Don't you think this is interesting?"

Hans almost vomited blood.

Interesting about your size!!!

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Ye Liang waved his hands with a smile and said, "How about this, let's play a game."

????????????????

"Who is playing games with you?" Hans gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to break your teeth!"

"Okay, okay." Ye Liang said helplessly: "Then I'll let you blow out my teeth. I'll give you a chance of three hundred moves and see if you can hit me once. How about that?"

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"What did you say?" Hans thought he heard wrongly.

"I said, I'll give you a chance of three hundred strikes." Ye Liang pointed to his teeth: "See if you can get this one."

"How dare you humiliate me?!" Hans flushed with anger and said angrily: "I will definitely make you pay the price for your arrogance!!"

A roar.

Hans rushed forward again.

However, this time, the situation did not change much.

Hans continued to punch like a storm, and Ye Liang continued to shake his head like a drunken man.

No one can touch anyone.

In just a few seconds, as many as ten punches had passed.

Twenty punches.

Thirty punches.

…

After fifty or sixty punches, he still couldn't get a single hit from Ye Liang.

Shen Guoqiang and others who were watching from the side couldn't help but put down their knives and forks and concentrated on watching the duel between the two. "What is that guy Hans doing?" Song Shuxiang frowned and said, "Quickly solve this. Boy, end it quickly!"

This time, Shen Guoqiang did not comfort her again.

Because he has also realized that something is wrong.

As for the dozens of punches just now, it can be explained by luck because of this irregular shaking.

But this is already fifty or sixty punches...

How could that Ye Liang be so relaxed?

Could it be that Hans is up to something?

But there's no reason. The white guy's face has turned red, and he doesn't look like he's letting off steam!

What the hell is going on?!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A hundred punches have passed.

The fighting style around Hans was almost turning into a tornado.

But he still couldn't touch Ye Liang.

The two had no choice but to pull apart again.

"Can you do it?" Ye Liang put on a look of contempt and said every word: "Slim dog!"

Hans's face turned red, and he looked as scary as a monster crawling out of hell.

At this moment, no matter how arrogant he was, he already felt something was wrong.

Hundreds of punches, none of them hit.

To say this is luck is simply impossible.

This Ye Liang is definitely a master who specializes in evasion.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Ye Liang smiled and said: "I thought you were going to eat people if you didn't tell me. By the way, you can't hit me, so why don't you bite me? Maybe you bite me and I won't be able to run away."

"Hmph." Hans snorted coldly, and his gloomy voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "You'd better not be too arrogant and shy, don't let me hit you, otherwise you will be dead!!"
Chapter completed!