Quick wear: the villain is going to be blackened

Ning Shi, who was underestimated, was all smiles.

"Since you want to be beaten so much, what can you do if I don't give it to you?" Ning Shi stood up and flexed his fists.

A Biao approached Ning Shi slowly, clenched his fist with one hand and quickly attacked Ning Shi.

Ning Shi didn't dodge or dodge, and caught A Biao's fist head-on.

A Biao wanted to withdraw his hand, but felt that his hand could not move as if it was clamped.

He couldn't help but secretly startled, he didn't expect Ning Shi to have such great strength.

The audience in the audience were dissatisfied.

"What's going on here? Why didn't you move?"

"A Biao doesn't know how to release water?"

A Biao on the stage was sweating profusely.

The spectators in the audience were a little restless.

Ning Shi withdrew his hand suddenly, and A Biao showed some vigilance on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you looking at me?" Ning Shi raised his eyebrows.

A cold light flashed quickly in A Biao's eyes.

Taking advantage of Ning Shi's inattention, he rushed towards Ning Shi again.

Unexpectedly, Ning Shi was already prepared and dodged left and right, but A Biao would wipe the corner of his clothes every time.

It's like a cat playing with a mouse.

She definitely did it on purpose!

"It's up to me next." Ning Shi raised his head and smiled.

What?A Biao was still dumbfounded.

A Biao's hand was wrapped by a soft object, subconsciously trying to break free.

However, it was too late, Ning Shi did not give A Biao a chance to break free.

An obvious click sounded, and the spectators were stunned.

A Biao only felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

He couldn't help but slumped on the ground, holding his wrist and making a piercing roar.

Ning Shi smiled as if nothing happened, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with her.

Brother Jun frowned slightly, looking at Ning Shi thoughtfully.

This girl actually broke A Biao's wrist...

The rules in the arena, as long as the person is not dead, no matter what.

Ning Shi came to A Biao and squatted down: "Hey, do you still want to come?"

A Biao couldn't stand the pain, he opened his eyes and looked at the girl who was close at hand.

Hatred flashed in his eyes before he wanted to attack Ning Shi.

Ning Shi took the first step, grabbed A Biao's other hand, and made another click.

Both of A Biao's hands were broken.

"It's neat like this, isn't it?" Ning Shi's smile looked scary.

"I know you have obsessive-compulsive disorder, I helped you for free, don't thank me."

He didn't care about A Biao who was lying on the ground.

Ning Shi leaned on the fence of the arena and flipped out from inside lightly.

The two people who dragged Ning Shi over wanted to slip away, but Ning Shi flicked away.

With two plops, the two fell to the ground.

Ning Shi came to Brother Jun: "How about it, I won, right?"

"Miss Ning's skills are good." Brother Jun was noncommittal.

But secretly regretting in my heart.

If I knew it earlier, I should have inquired clearly before agreeing to that person.

"I'll take these checks." Ning Shi grabbed the checks on the table and stuffed them into his pocket.

The faces of the spectators were ugly, but they dared not say anything.

Brother Jun looked directly at Ning Shi: "Miss Ning..."

"The matter of the ring is settled, now it's time for me to settle the score." Ning Shi's mouth curled up.

Brother Jun was stunned: "Miss Ning, what does this mean?"

Ning Shi approached step by step: "Don't worry, you'll know right away."

Brother Jun suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

Half an hour later, Ning Shi clapped his hands.

Ignoring the people all over the place and the spectators with their mouths open, he dragged the two men away.

"Master, what do you plan to do with these two people?"

Ning Shi's pocket suddenly moved, and a white ball emerged from it.