After marrying Shao Qin, I've been losing my horse every day

Chapter 202 Don't Keep Trash By Your Side

Qin Yan immediately grabbed her arm and led her to this side: "Eat, eat when you're hungry."

Chu Rong glanced at him, then pushed away his hand and looked at the ring again.

She put her hands on the railing in front of her, bent her back slightly, and raised her chin towards the people waiting by the ring: "Who are those people over there?"

Qin Yan followed her gaze and glanced over, and then looked back expressionlessly: "It's the Lou Wang of the other four buildings, and the one who just went down is the person who challenged the Lou Wang in this building to the ninth level of the ring."

Chu Rong raised her eyebrows and turned her gaze back to the ring.

Fu Er was punched by the man, staggered back a few steps, and then quickly dodged the oncoming punch.

The stand was not very far from the ring, so Chu Rong could clearly see that the corner of Fu Er's mouth was broken, there was a layer of cold sweat on his face and back, and his chest heaved greatly.

Chu Rong frowned slightly, her cold white skin looked even worse under the fluorescent lamp, she asked Qin Yan next to her with some doubts: "Has he ever beaten these people?"

The people around Qin Yan must have skills, but it is not necessarily enough for one person to fight so many powerful Louwang.

Qin Yan didn't answer Chu Rong's question, but raised his voice and asked Fu Er on the ring: "Fu Er, what did I say?"

Fu Er, who was swinging his fist, answered Qin Yan's question while panting heavily: "My Lord said, if you can't walk off the ring standing up, otherwise, you won't be able to work by your side in the future."

The corner of Qin Yan's lips tugged slightly, and his voice became softer: "How did you answer me?"

Not knowing what those words had stimulated Fu Er, he suddenly punched the man to the ground with force.

He pressed on the man to prevent him from getting up. While the referee was counting in a low voice, he raised his head and looked towards the stands to answer Qin Yan's question.

Fu Er: "I said, if I can't walk off the ring standing up, I will die on it."

As soon as Fu Er said the words, Fu San and Fu Wu, who were standing behind the two of them, were shocked. Looking at Fu Er on the stage, their eyes could not stop worrying.

After the referee's countdown ended, Fu Er got down from the man, managed to stand still, and continued: "Because there are no useless people around me, if I can't even defeat these people, I have no right to stay by my side. It would be better to die in the arena."

This sentence was added by Fu Er.

Qin Yan's voice was joyful: "Continue."

Another person stepped onto the ring, and before Qin Yan could speak, the two of them fought together.

Chu Rong continued to look at the ring, not forgetting to sigh: "Young Master Qin is quite ruthless against his subordinates."

Qin Yan's eyes were flat and unwavering, he looked at the scene on the ring like a machine, and his voice was cold: "If you don't be ruthless, you won't be able to control them."

He suddenly remembered something, his eyes softened a little and he turned to look at Chu Rong: "Are you tolerant of your subordinates who are not effective?"

Chu Rong chuckled, frowned and thought about it for a while, then slowly shook her head: "But I'm not so cruel, isn't this torturing people?"

Qin Yan was aroused by her curiosity: "Then tell me how you dealt with it, let me learn too?"

A trace of cruelty flashed in Chu Rong's eyes, and his voice was faint: "I usually use the gun directly, which can save a lot of trouble."

She straightened her arms on the railing, and turned her head to meet Qin Yan's dark eyes: "As Fu Er said, you don't keep useless people by your side, and I don't keep useless people by your side."

Her eyes showed arrogance and arrogance, as well as unprecedented seriousness.

Fu San and Fu Wu looked at each other, and then stared at Chu Rong with a terrifying look.

These two people are more ruthless than the other.

Chu Rong and Qin Yan looked at each other for a long time, and finally Chu Rong tilted his head, with a smile on his lips: "Just kidding, I am a good person, and my opponents are tolerant."

After she finished speaking, she looked back at the two people on the ring.

Qin Yan looked at her side face for a while, and suddenly imitated her by putting her arms on the railing, leaning over to Chu Rong's ear and whispering: "Good man, can you be more tolerant to me? Don't let me sleep on the floor gone?"

Chu Rong: "."

Fu San Fu Wu who accidentally heard this sentence: "."

Can this be said?His grandfather's family status is a bit too low, right?
Chu Rong looked at it for a while, and the third person had already been punched by Fu Eryi and fell to the ground.

He watched the man being carried down, walked to the side to support the metal pillar, sweat dripped from his hair, his chest heaved violently, and the other hanging hand was trembling.

He gritted his back molars, raised his arm to wipe the sweat off his face, and looked sharply at the fourth person who came up.

He twisted his shoulders and stepped forward to fight.

The person who came up had a look of fear in his eyes.

After challenging three building kings in a row without resting, Fu Er could still stand here. His whole body seemed to have inexhaustible strength, which was enough to make people fearful.

Chu Rong bit the tip of her tongue lightly twice, and when the fourth person entered the ring, she turned around and took the bag from Fu San's hand.

She opened the box containing the vegetables, put it in Qin Yan's hands, picked up the box of rice by herself, and started eating with chopsticks.

Fu San Fu Wu: "..."

Didn't you mean the meal for his grandfather?
Chu Rong and Qin Yan stood facing each other, put a chopstick of food into their mouths, then raised their eyelids and looked at Qin Yan: "After watching for so long, I'm a little hungry if you're not hungry."

Qin Yan's eyes looked a little helpless, and he gave Fu San a look, asking him to open the lid of the remaining vegetable box and pass it over.

Qin Yan held a box in each hand, acting as a tool for Chu Rong.

Of course, Chu Rong would not forget him. He fed Qin Yan two mouthfuls after one mouthful, but blinded the eyes of the two people behind him.

In the arena, Fu Er was almost out of strength, his strength in punching his fist was reduced by nearly half, and it took a lot longer. In the end, he barely won by pressing down on that man.

When the fourth person went down, he was exhausted, his face was stained in many places, his hands were propped back on the ground, his head was drooping, and he looked a little weak.

He hung his head, a trace of powerlessness and despair flashed in his eyes.

These people have all received formal training. The strongest person in each building, four of them, may really be at their limit, and the fifth one has no strength.

In the stands, when the fifth person entered the stage, the box of lunch in Chu Rong's hand had run out, and there was not much food left in Qin Yan's hand.

A small half was eaten by Chu Rong, but more of it went into Qin Yan's stomach.

She put everything into Fu San's bag, took out a piece of paper from her pocket and wiped the corners of Qin Yan's lips: "I'm thirsty."

Qin Yan blinked, then took her hand, walked down, and said, "Go and drink water."

Fu San and Fu Wu were about to follow, Qin Yan said again: "You two stay here and watch."

(End of this chapter)