The special master of the beautiful president

Chapter 79 Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt
"I'm your husband."

Qin Tian smiled and turned his head to look at Murong Fei, and Murong Fei looked at him with a strange look, which was different from any of Murong Fei's eyes before.

"Don't laugh at me, who are you?"

Murong Fei asked again.

Today, Qin Tian shocked her too much.

Originally thought that Qin Tian was a country bumpkin who knew nothing, but he didn't expect that Qin Tian's skills were so good.

Although the process of dealing with the bodyguards and Cui Xing just now was simple, Murong Fei could tell that Qin Tian's strength was definitely hidden.

Murong Bei is a generation of martial arts masters, and Murong Fei has been fighting for self-defense since elementary school, and has a good understanding of martial arts, and has met many martial arts masters.

She was a little shocked by the skill Qin Tian showed today. I am afraid that Qin Tian's strength is at least comparable to hers.

Moreover, when Qin Tian threatened Cui Xing just now, the chilling aura emanating from Qin Tian's body was too terrifying, something Murong Fei had never felt before.

How could a bumpkin have such a frightening air?
"Grandpa wants me to marry him, is it because of his extraordinary skills?"

Murong Fei frowned, looked at the man in front of her eyes, and suddenly felt that Qin Tian in front of her seemed to be smiling, but she couldn't see through it no matter how she looked.

"Who the hell are you?" she asked again.

"man."

Qin Tian curled his lips and answered very simply.

"Aren't you willing to tell me your past?" She frowned, and the two continued to walk outside.

"In the future, there will be opportunities in the future." Qin Tian became serious and said, "You have lived a life of luxury since childhood, but my life before may be surprising to you."

Qin Tian smiled faintly, and said: "Boss Fei, don't run away yourself when it comes to collecting bills in the future, it's useless. You see, in the end, you still have to rely on your strength to speak. Fists are simple and rough, but they are very effective. "

Qin Tian shook his fist in front of Murong Fei.

"You are such a strange person." Murong Fei pursed her lips. She already had an idea in her mind. After a while, when Murong Bei came back, she had to inquire carefully about the origin of this Qin Tian.

"Hey, beauty, we meet again."

Just when the two of them talked and walked out of Tianshangrenjian, a familiar person blocked their way in the aisle of the elevator on the first floor.

Liu Jiacheng with a beer belly and a cigar in his mouth, when he smiled, his fat shivered, he looked like a big fat pig.

Not only Liu Jiacheng, but behind Liu Jiacheng, there are four macho men in black T-shirts, each of them is extremely mighty, and they look like thugs specially raised by Tian Shangren.

Seeing Liu Jiacheng, Murong Fei frowned, but said nothing, ready to leave with Qin Tian.

How could Liu Jiacheng let them leave? He deliberately moved a step, stood in front of Murong Fei, closed his eyes lightly, and said, "Oh, it smells so good, beauty, are you using imported perfume? It's really good."

His lewd eyes sized Murong Fei up and down, Murong Fei felt sick for a while, and her skin got goosebumps.

At this moment, Qin Tian came over and stood in front of Murong Fei.

"Keep your distance." Qin Tian, ​​who was standing between Liu Jiacheng and Murong Fei, smiled slightly at Liu Jiacheng.

Liu Jiacheng frowned: "Oh, it's you again? Boy, it seems that you are really her follower."

"Not a follower, I'm her boyfriend."

Qin Tianyi spoke uprightly.

Hearing this, Liu Jiacheng was taken aback for a moment, and Murong Fei's cheeks moved slightly behind Qin Tian, ​​wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.Looking at the familiar figure in front of her, she felt warm in her heart.

"We met on the plane. Kid, do you think I'll believe you? If she were your girlfriend, would you give me your seat? Hmph, you think I'm a pig?" Liu Jiacheng laughed.

"You really know yourself." Qin Tian also smiled.

As soon as these words came out, two of the four black-clothed hunks behind Liu Jiacheng couldn't help laughing. Liu Jiacheng's body shape was really like a pig.

Hearing this, Liu Jiacheng's cheeks twitched, and he sneered: "You bumpkin, do you deserve to have this kind of beauty as your girlfriend? I don't care if you are really her boyfriend or not. Now, if you are sensible, go away, a little later, You will regret it forever!"

"I'd like to see who can make me regret it for the rest of my life."

Qin Tian remained motionless, and his aura grew even stronger.

"Damn, you asked for it!"

Liu Jiacheng threw the cigar to the ground angrily, and said to the four men in black, "Throw him out!"

The four macho men in black rushed forward without saying a word.

boom!
Qin Tian casually punched a 1.9-meter-tall hunk in the abdomen, but the hunk didn't react at all.

"Hey, can you impress me? Try? I'll give you another chance."

The tough man patted his chest, with a pretentious expression on his face, and said: "Come here, come here, hit here."

He has practiced the golden bell shield iron shirt, although it is just a beginner, it is enough to run rampant in the city.

Therefore, when Qin Tian's punch felt like scratching, this hunk had a thought, and wanted to pretend to be aggressive in front of his boss, Liu Jiacheng.

This hunk was obviously the boss of the four men in black. As soon as he spoke, the other three also stopped moving, only surrounding Qin Tian and the two of them.

On the side, Liu Jiacheng took out a cigar again, lit it, and watched it like watching a play.

This black-clothed hunk is called Wu Di, and he is famous for his golden bell-covered iron shirt. Seeing that Wu Di wants to show off, Liu Jiacheng is also willing to show off his strength in front of Murong Fei.

"Come, come, I'll let you punch three times. Haha, I'll open your eyes today and let you know what an iron wall is."

Wu Di patted his chest again, and there was a thumping sound. It sounded like the big piece from his chest to his abdominal muscles should indeed be strong enough to withstand it.

"Really?" Qin Tian asked back, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Nima, pretending to be in front of Lao Tzu?

Qin Tian could tell at a glance that this guy had forged an iron cloth shirt with a golden bell cover, and it was only an entry-level one, yet he dared to come out and pretend to be a force.

About three years ago, Qin Tian single-handedly dealt with three junior martial arts masters covered in gold bells and iron cloth shirts, beating them into cripples in minutes.

He really didn't expect that three years later, a guy of this level of strength would dare to pat his chest and tell him to hit him casually.

"Come on, hit here." Wu Di said disdainfully as he thumped his hard chest.

"That's what you said."

Qin Tian rubbed his right fist lightly, and walked in front of Wu Di in two steps.

"Be careful, he forged an iron cloth shirt with a golden bell cover."

Behind him, Murong Fei reminded with some worry.

(End of this chapter)