The battle between Xiao Lan and Cheng Wenyi began again.

After enabling the skill, although Xiao Lan can hurt Cheng Wenyi, Cheng Wenyi is very good at fighting. At this moment, his melee strength is still very strong. This advantage cannot be the key to the battle.

Now, the victory or defeat between the two has risen to fifty-five.

Whether it is Xiao Lan or Cheng Wenyi, it is very difficult for anyone to defeat the other in a short period of time.

After discovering that Xiao Lan could inflict damage on himself, Cheng Wenyi's attack became even more violent. He charged towards Xiao Lan, each punch was faster than before, and each leg was more slack than before.

Fortunately, Xiao Lan now has room to resist. Instead of dodging blindly, he also clenched his fists and attacked Cheng Wenyi fiercely.

The sound of "bang bang" kept coming.

The two of them walked back and forth quickly in the conference room, their body shapes were constantly changing, and all the attacks and defenses were carried out in an instant, so fast that the onlookers could hardly see their movement trajectories.

The already miserable surrounding environment was once again abused. The desks and chairs were no longer intact, and even a small piece of debris could not survive. The whole office looked like it had been bombed by missiles and bombs. Can't see the original appearance at all.

Soon, both sides were injured to varying degrees.

There was blood on the corner of Xiao Lan's mouth, and there were also scars on his face that were scratched by the gravel. He moved his shoulders, and just received a punch from Cheng Wen. Although he tried his best to remove the force, he felt a little bit moving now. stagnant.

Cheng Wenyi's face still looked intact, but a few buttons on his shirt were missing, and his neckline was slightly open, and he could vaguely see the ruthless punch left by Xiao Lan on his chest, and that punch was merciless. , almost broke his bones, and there were many scars on his arms.

The movement of the two people fighting made the ceiling downstairs tremble, and the ceiling lights shook, making the light in the hall a little unstable.

The players who were waiting in the hall stared at the ceiling above their heads in amazement. With such a movement, they couldn't help worrying that someone might suddenly fall from the top.

It's good that the teammates you match are good, but the fights between good teammates are not so good.

Hua Bei's voice was a little dry: "He, are they demolition and demolition?"

Hu Zhai rubbed his chubby hand: "It won't really be dismantled..."

As if to respond to the imagination of the two of them, with a "bang", a fist pierced the ceiling above their heads, and the dust and debris fell down one after another, hitting the floor with a crisp sound.

Hu Zhai, who was still trying to talk directly below, couldn't escape, and was covered in dust, even his mouth.

Then, Hu Zhai saw the hole in the ceiling, the fist was retracted, and Xiao Lan's face appeared.

"Yo, good evening." Xiao Lan also saw him, and greeted him with great mood.

Hu Zhai: "..."

This is the hardest night he's ever seen in his life.

After Xiao Lan said good evening, he got up again and continued to engage in the battle. From the hole in the ceiling, Hu Zhai could only see silhouettes flashing by, showing that the battle was still fierce.

"Bah bah bah..." Hu Zhai quickly spit out the dust and scum that fell into his mouth. Although he was eating dirt all day, the taste of concrete was really not good at all.

After a while, he reached out and patted the ashes off his face. If this person is unlucky, the ceiling will collapse when he is standing there.

"I-Let's push the god and the god statue a little further away." Hua Bei felt that the position of the god statue would not be safe at all in this situation.

In case of a punch one day, according to this strength, it is estimated that the statue will immediately become scrap metal. It is better to put such an important clearance item in a safe place.

Mo Dan, who had been silent all the time, came over and said, "I'll help."

"Yes, yes, I'll come too." Hu Zhai wiped his face and joined the team pushing the statue.

As soon as they got started, they realized that the statue was made of metal, it was huge and heavy. I don't know how Xiao Lan and Fei Luo were able to carry this thing with flying speed. If it weren't for the physique bonus of intermediate players, I'm afraid the three of them wouldn't be able to push this idol at all.

After a lot of effort, the three finally moved the statue to a safe corner.

Meanwhile, the battle upstairs continued.

At this time, Xiao Lan and Cheng Wenyi looked full of fighting spirit. Their clothes were damaged to varying degrees, and new scars were added to their bodies. Their muscles were bulging from the battle, and sweat was dripping down their foreheads.

The eyes of the two were locked on each other, like two beasts fighting each other on the grassland.

Xiao Lan paid attention to her skills, the time remaining was getting shorter and shorter, not only that, it was not long before 4:44.

I can't stay in a stalemate with the written text any longer.

Must fight fast!

Xiao Lan began to quickly think about how to solve the problem quickly.

Now both sides only rely on their own skills and fists to fight, and there is no possibility of suddenly pulling out a trump card to win. Cheng Wenyi has quite a lot of fighting experience, and expecting the other side to make mistakes is no different from Xiao Lan's chance of winning the lottery.

Then...the only way to end the battle in a short period of time is to attack its vital points.

Xiao Lan pondered, the key to Cheng Wenyi is—

Face.

In the previous exchanges, Xiao Lan found that Cheng Wen was very concerned about his appearance.

Even more so in battle.

In other parts of the body, if Cheng Wen couldn't dodge the attack, he would choose to fight hard, but he would definitely protect his face no matter what. The few punches Xiao Lan received on Cheng Wen's arm, most of them were heroically wounded in the process of protecting his face. of.

Xiao Lan attacked again.

This time is different from the previous time when the goal was to defeat the opponent. He gave up attacking the ordinary vital points of the human body, and greeted Cheng Wenyi's face every time.

Cheng Wen raised his hand to block Xiao Lan's fist hitting his left cheek.

But soon, another fist hit the other half of his face.

Dodge again.

Immediately after that, there was another punch from the opposite side, and the target was his face.

...

After so many times, Cheng Wenyi's face changed: "Damn, do you understand if you hit someone or not?!!!"

Can such a handsome face be taken away? ! ! !

Are you still human? !

But just like a huge magnet on Cheng Wenyi's face, every punch of Xiao Lan was thrown towards his face. Even if he was hit by Cheng Wenyi, Xiao Lan's counterattack was still— Slap in the face, slap in the face, smack in the face again.

Soon, the battle between the two turned into a life-and-death struggle between chasing and counter-slapping.

That picture... it really looks like two bear children are fighting each other.

Mu Yang, who watched the whole process: "..."

I want to pretend don't know them.

Luo, who didn't understand why the situation suddenly developed like this: "..."

I really want to... no, I don't want to.

Finally, after Cheng Wen received one or three punches, taking advantage of the moment when Cheng Wen raised his hand to cover his face and his vision was temporarily blocked, Xiao Lan seized the opportunity to lift his leg and tripped him.

"Bang——" Cheng Wenyi's body fell to the ground.

His reaction was also very fast, and in an instant he tightened his muscles and prepared to stand up.

However, Xiao Lan had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. Taking advantage of Cheng Wenyi's moment before he got up, he rushed over and pressed his knees on the opponent's chest, preventing him from escaping.

"Cough—" Cheng Wen didn't take a breath.

Then, the clenched fist slammed down on Cheng Wenyi's face again.

Cheng Wenyi's previous posture was to get up, his hands were not on his head, and it was too late to return to defense at this moment, so he could only watch Xiao Lan's fist attack his handsome face.

If he takes the punch with his face, no matter how handsome his face is, as long as it is not made of a material with high enough hardness, it will definitely turn into a pig's head.

At the critical juncture of life and death, the written word emerges from urgency—

"you win!!!"

Xiao Lan's fist stopped at the tip of Cheng Wenyi's nose, and the wind of his fist made Cheng Wenyi feel a strong wind blowing across his face, and a drop of cold sweat fell from the corner of his forehead.

It's so dangerous, he almost lost his handsome face.

This situation makes people unable to resist writing a poem:

You can lose a fight, but your handsome face can't be broken.

The opponent is too rogue, it's not my thing.

Seeing Xiao Lan withdraw his fist, Cheng Wenyi just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Cough-" Suddenly he couldn't help coughing, and a mouthful of blood instantly spewed out of his mouth.

Cheng Wen quickly raised his hands to cover his face: "Fuck! Don't spray on my face!!"

Then he added: "Really."

Xiao Lan then got up with a smile, reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, coughing up the blood was much more comfortable.

Seeing that the battle was over, Mu Yang was about to hand Luo the perfume as a bet, but found that there were still people around him?

At this time, Luo had quickly reached Xiao Lan's side, and reached out to support Xiao Lan, who was gasping for breath.

Xiao Lan stretched out his hand to take it and drank it in one gulp.

The feeling of being hydrated after exercising is really cool!

Cheng Wenyi also sat up and looked at his younger brother who was still in the distance, and Luo who was already wiping Xiao Lan's sweat next to him. The two were smiling and saying something.

He instantly felt the gap between people.

What's the use of having money, you don't even have to drink a glass of water.

Seeing that the battle had stopped at this time, Xue Li carefully jumped in from the door where there was nothing left, and came to Cheng Wenyi's side, rubbed the back of Cheng Wenyi's hand with her fluffy head, as if to comfort him Him: "Mi woo~"

Fortunately, there was Shirley, and Cheng Wen picked up the cat in an instant with satisfaction.

However, he obviously lost, but he didn't seem to be annoyed, which was completely different from the aggressive and provocative gesture before.

Xiao Lan asked, "You did it on purpose before?"

"Killing you doesn't do me any good. I want to know what kind of guy Xiao Chengyan's son is." As soon as Cheng Wen moved his arm, Xiao Lan's fist was very heavy, and half of his arm was almost gone now. conscious.

"However, if you are actually useless and rely on him to pass the test..." Cheng Wen pointed at Luo next to Xiao Lan, "I'll be very angry, and I'll probably kill you at that time."

Xiao Lan smiled indifferently: "Oh~ then I have to thank myself for my efforts."

"You're not bad." Cheng Wenyi touched Shirley's chin and said, "When you are stronger, maybe we will have a chance to cooperate."

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows: "How many times have you come to test me, caused so much trouble, and still expect me to cooperate with you? Do I look like a fool?"

"It's a lack of sincerity." Cheng Wenyi said, and took out a very delicate-looking incense burner from the storage space: "The high-end props, the incense burner dedicated to the royal family of the Hama Dynasty 700 years ago, are worth 13 million. "

"I know that you have something related to money. Most likely it is skills. How about using this to show my sincerity? If I cooperate in the future, I will show more sincerity."

Xiao Lan decisively motioned Luo to take it: "Well, there is something to discuss."

In the face of poverty, there are no permanent friends and no permanent enemies.

Once again, Mu Yang, who was watching the whole process, quietly asked Luo, "Xiao Lan... Has he always been like this?"

Luo smiled: "Yes, he has always been so frank and lovely."

Mu Yang: "..."

Don't lie to me just because I'm addicted to games and reading less!

And look at the power of that king and eight fists, does he have anything to do with cuteness?

Cheng Wen stood up and looked at his dirty clothes. He was a little disgusted. He said, "I don't talk here, I have a safer place. After returning to the real world, I will send someone to contact you. When the time comes, You can ask everything you want to know."

"Okay." Xiao Lan looked at the time after speaking, and it was ten minutes before 4:44.

"Let's go, time is running out."

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Xiao Lan: Wang Ba Meteor Breaking Face Fist——

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