It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

Chapter 437 The fist contest between the Bai family prince and the warlord

The sad little sheep was troubled, and with a sullen expression, he was dragged upstairs by the warlord.

The atmosphere in the narrow elevator room was indescribably awkward.

"What are you doing!" In the end, the sad little sheep couldn't hold back his emotions and was the first to break the calm.

The warlord suppressed the sheep in a corner of the elevator far away from the control buttons. Hearing this unwelcome question, he kicked his military boots forward, and the sad little sheep almost came into close contact with the elevator wall.

Getting angry!

Baiyang couldn't bear it any longer, clenched his hands into fists, and suddenly struck back with his elbows.

It hit the air!

Baiyang's knees buckled under the pressure of the warlord.

His forehead inevitably hit the wall of the elevator that was just around the corner.

Another burst of biting coldness.

Baiyang was originally harmless to humans and animals, but his slightly angry eyes completely changed "color".

The transformation process of expression and temperament is as smooth as turning the pages of a book.

Cruelly, as if the eyebrows of a little wolf calf were naturally pressed down.

The voice was not even the slightest bit deep, with a kind of arrogance that Shangyu Ting was familiar with. He regarded everything as nothing but a mayfly and had a self-centered contempt.

"roll!"

The Prince of the Bai family's fists were completely free from the handcuffs at some point.

Accompanied by the loud sound of heavy metal falling to the ground, a powerful punch was already heading towards the people of Shangyuting.

Narrow elevator room.

Blocking with punches to the flesh.

Two men with the same "high position".

In the most primitive way, they express the emotions that each other is about to collapse.

the difference is……

On the face of the ocean-going warlord king, the more he beat, the brighter his smile became.

The wind of the fist almost wiped away his life. The two of them could not use their fists in the elevator room, and the ground was extremely stable.

Before the elevator door was fully opened, her long legs had already shot out.

The people in the monitoring room almost threw themselves in front of the monitor, not daring to breathe the whole time and looking at it with their mouths wide open.

For fear that these two people would knock down the old man from the elevator, the people watching the video of the fight between these two men were more nervous than themselves.

Finally, I watched these two men, who were able to let go of the fight, exit the elevator.

The people in the monitoring room ran to the monitoring screen on the other side in three steps and two steps at a time.

Gan! Fighting here is too long-lived, and you want to die!

That's the top floor of the abandoned TV tower in front of Cloud City. It's so high up. If anyone doesn't pay attention... the consequences will be disastrous!

Before the people in the monitoring room could take a breath.

There should be a lot of thugs rushing out of the elevator on the other side to break up the fight.

On the top floor.

The right fist of the Prince of the Bai family was tightly held by the big palm of the warlord, and his other hand had been dislocated at some point.

Now the whole person is pressed on the tiled floor of the rooftop. The white T-shirt and black casual trousers are so white that they are almost fluorescent. They are rubbed by the old gray on the tiles and are in a mess.

"Let me go!" Baiyang roared angrily.

The corners of Shangyuting's mouth must have been slightly swollen.

The person couldn't tell how angry he was. The thugs who rushed forward to break up the fight circled around, as if they were the ones who were having problems now.

"Master Shang, this..."

"Young Master Bai..."

This, this, this, what should I do to persuade you!

The little baby who could tease a few words before turned out to be the crown prince of the Bai family in Kyoto, China.

I also admire the Smiling Buddha for sending his beloved across the ocean to risk his life.

Now that the person is lying in front of them, it's hard for them to say anything about it since they know his identity...

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