surnamed Wang

Chapter 267
The competition in the arena was about to start soon, Wang Gingquan took the ticket handed over by Fatty Duan, casually looked at it, and it was all signed and stamped with the amount of time on it.

Wang Gangquan couldn't help but joked:

"Your bet is much more professional than the casino."

Fatty Duan heard that the words were not good, and said with a sneer:
"Brothers just get together for fun, how can it compare with a gambling house."

Wang Gingquan smiled, didn't say anything, and turned to look at the ring.

"Little girl, don't say that uncle bullies you, you can decide what to compare."

The big bald man in the arena obviously didn't intend to embarrass a little girl, and directly handed over the choice to the other party.

The little girl named Zhang Qianyue was not polite, and directly removed the "door panel" behind her, and smashed it onto the ring with a "bang".

"Comparing weapons!"

"Okay, swords have no eyes, don't cry when you get hurt later."

The big man pulled out a nine-ring machete from the weapon rack beside him and said.

"You still take care of yourself."

The corner of the little girl's mouth showed a smile, before she even untied the sackcloth on the big knife, she slammed it round at the opposite man. The big knife, which was supposed to be extremely heavy, looked extremely light in the little girl's hand, and it reached the man's face in a split second. forward.

The bald-headed man didn't dare to make a fool of himself, so he quickly took a step back to avoid the door-like thing.

There was a loud bang, and the extremely powerful sword hit the ring directly, and the wooden platform was immediately smashed into a hole.

Seeing this, the man swallowed his saliva, and broke out in a cold sweat. If the blow hit hard, he would probably have to report to the Palace of the Underworld on the spot.

"Grandma, it's just a competition, there's no need to risk your life, right?"

The bald man said tremblingly.

The little girl snorted coldly when she heard the words and said:
"Mother-in-law, is it a man?"

After speaking, he raised his foot and kicked the "door panel" inserted into the ring.The little girl not only has amazing arm strength, but also amazing leg strength, with just one kick, she kicked the thick sword into the air, straight to the man's chest.

The bald man didn't care about being ashamed, he quickly ducked down to dodge, and then rolled on the ground in extreme embarrassment, hiding far away.

Everyone in the audience burst into laughter when they saw this, and they laughed at the shame of the man. A big man was beaten by the little girl, and the man was also anxious, and shouted to the audience:

"Don't bastard stand and talk without back pain, come up and try if you have the ability."

After speaking, he hurriedly dodged the little girl's next blow.

Wang Gangquan had been watching the excitement from the beginning to the end, seeing that the little girl was able to dance vigorously with a weapon bigger than himself, he couldn't help but praise:

"Good potatoes!"

His words were not loud, and he had long been drowned in the applause of the people around him. Unexpectedly, the little girl on the stage had surprisingly good hearing. As soon as Wang Dingquan finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at this side, her eyebrows slightly twitching. wrinkled:

"Which bastard is gossiping about this girl?"

Although the two were separated by a vast crowd, Zhang Qianyue still saw Wang Gingquan in white at a glance. The latter obviously didn't expect to be heard, and he also looked embarrassed. The two looked at each other, and the surroundings became quiet stand up.

"you come up!"

The little girl said coldly to Wang Bingquan, then turned to look at the bald man on the stage, "If you don't want to die, get out."

Hearing the words, the burly man felt as if he had received an amnesty, and jumped off the ring directly without caring about his face.

Facing the gazes of the people around him, Wang Gingquan smiled wryly, and said to himself, "Things are starting to develop in an interesting direction."

……

On the arena of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Wang Bingquan was dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, dressed like a typical young master.

If he put this outfit in the crowd of girls, he would definitely be well received. If it is not complete, there may be a few young women who are full of enthusiasm to secretly take advantage of it, but this is not a brothel after all, and the audience is full of rough old men. They are the ones who can't get used to this kind of greasy-faced young man.

"Little girl, teach him a lesson."

I don't know who suddenly yelled, and then someone echoed:

"That's right, break his leg."

"Interrupt all three."

There was booing one after another, and compared with the young girl who had a strange body of strength, Wang Gangquan, a handsome young man, looked even more hideous in the eyes of the onlookers.

Wang Gangquan grinned and smiled towards the audience, and then pointed at the booers one by one.

"You, you, and you, I remember you."

The complexions of the few people who were pointed out changed again and again. They thought that they would not be discovered if they talked nonsense among the crowd, but unexpectedly they were picked out one by one.

Looking at the appearance of Fatty Duan's grandson in front of the other party before, he knew that this kid had some background, but now that he was thinking about it, he might lose his skin if he didn't die.

After Wang Gangquan threatened a few guys who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, he turned his head to look at the little girl opposite, and said with a faint smile:
"Well, Miss Zhang, right? I know your uncle very well. Give me face. Don't fight. It doesn't look good for anyone who loses."

The little girl didn't like this at all, and said coldly: "What did you call me down there just now?"

Wang Gangquan said without changing his face: "A peerless beauty."

"Don't be glib, one of us must die today."

"It shouldn't be..."

Wang Gingquan hadn't finished speaking when he saw a huge door coming towards him, he quickly stepped back, drew out an iron sword on the weapon rack, and swung the sword away from the opponent's hand.

The little girl was unforgiving, seeing the big knife being thrown away, she directly took advantage of the momentum to turn around, and once again smashed the weapon in her hand at the young man opposite.

Fatty Duan under the stage was dumbfounded, this is the real prince, is this aunt really tired of living?
The little girl vented her previous humiliation and today's grievances together, dancing the huge knife in her hand quickly, Wang Gingquan held the sword in his right hand, and put his left hand behind his back. Facing the powerful attack of the little girl, he either raised his hand to block it, or Withdrawing and dodging seems to be quite easy.

Even though Zhang Qianyue's strength was formidable, after waving the heavy knife continuously for a long time, she was exhausted after all. The little girl put the big knife on the ground, stared at the man opposite with her eyes, and gasped for breath.

Seeing that the opponent stopped attacking, Wang Gingquan said with a smile on his face:

"Why don't we both stop fighting, I'll set up a table in the Yanque Building, and I'll make an apology for you."

The little girl snorted coldly and said:

"Hawking, not like a man."

After speaking, he began to untie the sackcloth from Dao's body, as if he refused to let it go.

Seeing this, Wang Gingquan had a headache, and wondered why this girl is so stupid, can her status as a prince be so intimidating?
Zhang Qianyue untied the linen cloth unhurriedly, revealing the broad and thick blade underneath, and muttered:
"My father said that knives are for chopping, not smashing, but I just like smashing, so I learned a trick for chopping."

Wang Gangquan's face twitched when he heard this, because he really planned to die with him.

……

"Qianyue, what are you doing!?"

At this moment, a panicked voice suddenly came from the audience.

I saw a middle-aged man in an official uniform walking towards the arena in a panic. The Yunyan patch on his chest showed that he was a serious fourth-rank civil servant.

……

(End of this chapter)