big communicator

Chapter 107 One blow

"Your apprentice?"

With Qin Xiaoyu's sudden loud shout, the people who were tearing together stopped instantly, and like the shocked onlookers, they all looked at the boy who had killed halfway in astonishment.

He has an extraordinary temperament, and he is a guy who can make big things happen.

"Does it have anything to do with you!"

Huang Bingcheng was knocked down with one leg, and Song Baobao took advantage of the situation to ride on him.

There were too many people fighting just now, which led to a stalemate between him and Huang Bingcheng for a long time. Qin Xiaoyu's voice gave him a chance to overthrow Huang Bingcheng.

"Good old Song, you still dare to sneak attack!"

When Song Baobao suddenly put him down to the ground, Huang Bingcheng immediately waved his arms and grabbed them in the air.

Speaking of rascals, Song Baobao is definitely the number one in Qingcheng. He actually used despicable tactics to attack him while he was not paying attention. If he didn't take measures, his scalp would be ripped off by him. No chance to get up.

"Master Song, you can't do it."

After Song Baobao's slap landed firmly on Huang Bingcheng's face again, several supporters including Ding Daqiao realized this, and immediately lowered down to dissuade him in a hurry.

As the old saying goes: A slap in the face is better than a slap in the face. The slap from Master Song was a bit harsh and it hurt even to the sound of it.

"Why did I shout that way?"

Looking at the two old men who were fighting more fiercely than before, Qin Xiaoyu only felt regret in his heart at this time.

This system is a bit broken, the old man urged himself to do something he shouldn't do, half of Huang Bingcheng's face is already swollen, if this is over in a while, why don't he bring half of his face to trouble him?

"Okay, stop fighting."

After slapping Huang Bingcheng several times, Song Baobao finally stopped with satisfaction, and he was no longer so lively. He folded his arms and let the person next to him support him.

This fight was really hearty.

"Old Song, I, Huang Bingcheng, have never finished with you."

After being pulled up by everyone, Huang Bingcheng regained all his lost momentum. A few people away, he raised his leg to kick Song Baobao again.

Song Baobao's addiction is over, and he doesn't plan to end it here. If he is slapped in front of so many people, he must give them an explanation.

"Master Huang, forget it, forget it"

Seeing that Huang Bingcheng was about to start a fight again, the disciples who were caught between the two tried to persuade him.

Song and Huang have been old rivals for many years, and they have been arguing for decades. Basically, every time they meet, they will escalate into a show of force. The reason for this is unclear in a few words.

"Huang, can you be more civilized like me? There are so many people watching."

Being held back by the crowd and taking a few steps back, Song Baobao's verbal skill remained undiminished. While maintaining a high-quality posture that would not fight back, he continued to taunt, "It's really humiliating to communicate with someone like you. My identity as Baby Song."

"Master, please don't say a few words."

Seeing that his master was being cheap and acting like a good boy, Ding Daqiao persuaded him in a low voice.

Everyone in the audience could clearly see that it was Song Baobao who unilaterally smashed Huang Bingcheng. It is obviously inappropriate to say such things at this time.

"Yes, what is there to say to this kind of person."

Nodding in agreement with Ding Daqiao's suggestion, Song Baobao smiled and said to Huang Bingcheng: "I'm going back to drink tea. Senior brother, please entertain Master Huang well for me."

After finishing speaking, he put down his robe and approached Qin Xiaoyu with a happy face.

Thanks to Qin Xiaoyu's help, I was able to get rid of this bad breath. Boy, that's awesome.

"Be careful."

Just when Song Baobao was about to arrive at Qin Xiaoyu's side, Huang Bingcheng, who had been squeezed out, went completely mad, and made a tactic with one hand, pointing at Song Baobao.

A flash of fire the size of a soybean appeared from Huang Bingcheng's fingertips instantly, passed through the crowd, and approached Song Baobao.

It was so fast that no one around him could react.

"Sword 22!"

Just when Song Baobao noticed Huang Bingcheng's movement and prepared his defense, Qin Xiaoyu, who had been paying attention to Huang Bingcheng, had already made a move, holding the mobile phone halfway with one hand, and rushed towards the flying fire point.

Although the sword 22 can be used instantly, it also needs to hold a real object in the hand. At this moment, I can only use my mobile phone to top it.

I don't know if I can block Huang Bingcheng's attack.

"Zizzizi."

After the front end of the phone came into contact with the fire point, Qin Xiaoyu felt a little lucky for a moment that it was a good match. If it had been just a little bit off, he would have suffered.

It's just that after a few seconds of secret happiness, the smell made Qin Xiaoyu collapse again.

Although the fire was blocked, my phone seemed to be burnt. The smell should be burnt.

"Snapped!"

With the dripping of a few drops of the solution, the ferocious fire finally disappeared. When checking his mobile phone afterwards, Qin Xiaoyu felt his heart was bleeding.

There's nothing wrong with trying to be a hero, now it's over.

Half of the fuselage was scorched, and it was completely unusable, and I had to send He Shanshan a message at night.

"Are you OK?"

While Qin Xiaoyu was fiddling with his phone in despair, Ding Daqiao and Song Baobao surrounded him from behind.

In the situation just now, it was not that they were unable to fight back, but after seeing Qin Xiaoyu take action, they all chose to watch his performance from the sidelines.

After all, everyone wants to know what Qin Xiaoyu is capable of.

The move just now is swordsmanship, not to mention the speed is extremely fast, and the posture when attacking is a bit handsome, is it also taught by Master Qin Xiaoyu?

"cell phone."

Showing Song Baobao and Ding Daqiao the scorched mobile phone, Qin Xiaoyu replied with distress.

One sentence shocked everyone present. Qin Xiaoyu is so cruel!
You had just blocked Huang Chengcheng's attack by yourself, without using any formal weapons. At such a powerful moment, you actually cared about your broken cell phone.

Make no mistake.

Are the brain circuits of all masters so novel?

"It's okay, I'll give you a new one."

Seeing that Qin Xiaoyu was unharmed, Song Baobao looked at the phone and laughed, then waved his hand to Ding Daqiao, who immediately nodded understandingly.

"Yes."

"Really?"

Hearing Song Baobao said that he would give himself a mobile phone, Qin Xiaoyu immediately showed a gleam of joy on his face. How embarrassing it is, you will be charged for the first time we meet. By the way, when will you buy a new mobile phone?

"What brand of mobile phone do you like?"

While Qin Xiaoyu was still waiting for Song Baobao to express, Ding Daqiao asked aloud.

"Anything is fine, but of course the more expensive the better!"

I wanted to be a little more polite, but when I thought of Jinshan's eyes when he said the salary increase at noon, Qin Xiaoyu suddenly felt that he should not be too reserved.

Dreams don't need to hide.

Give you an instruction, and experience it by yourself.

(End of this chapter)