His body shape changed, he moved left and right, as fast as lightning, his wrist flicked, and a flying knife shot out.
The face of the Lord was covered by a mask long ago, and it was impossible to see what his expression was.
It’s just that those eyes are as calm as lake water, but they are also turbid to make people palpitation!
“boom!”
The master blasted a punch, and Li Feidao was shaken back and forth again and again. He wanted to chase, but the master didn’t want to fight at all. He turned around and rushed through a hole and fled quickly.
“Stop him!”
“catch him!”
“Don’t let him run!”
There were screams, the lights were bright, and the crowds all rushed over.
The entire Jidao martial arts hall is almost crazy!
But in front of the Lord, no one can stop him!
He wants to go, who can stop?
In the exhibition room, Li Feidao clutched his chest and rushed out.
“Come on!”
He yelled, “The fist sheet was snatched away!”
The sound was like muffled thunder, sounded in everyone’s ears, and it was even more exciting to the disciples of the martial arts hall, all eyes were red.
Someone really dare to grab a boxing score late at night?
It’s crazy!
A group of people are crazy, but they can’t stop the master who wants to leave.
Jiang Ning is not in the martial arts gym. Who else can stop him here?
Looking at the main figure from a distance and disappearing into the dark night, Li Feidao yelled at him, and Tan Xing several people were even more angry and self-blaming.
Several people, Tan Long, also suffered minor injuries, and felt that they had failed to protect the boxing sheet and had failed Jiang Ning’s trust.
After receiving the news, Jiang Ning hurried over from Lin’s house. Tan Xing just shook his head, not knowing what to say.
Someone came to grab the boxing score, he had known it a long time ago, but he didn’t expect that the person Jiang Ning was talking about was the master, and a master of this status would actually come to grab it himself.
All night, the East China Sea was boiling.
Huang Yuming led people to search for the whereabouts of the Lord, insisting on finding the stolen boxing score.
The disciples of the Jidao Martial Arts Center were filled with outrage and took the initiative to ask Ying to recover the fist score.
In the tea room, Li Feidao rubbed his chest and grinned.
Tan Xing sat there with a calm face, looking at Jiang Ning, waiting for Jiang Ning to explain.
“Fist sheet, he didn’t take it.”
It was almost early in the morning, and everyone had no sleep. Jiang Ning took out the four boxing scores from his arms and placed them on the table, “The four in the exhibition room are fake.”
There were no surprises on the faces of Li Feidao and Tan Xing.
They had known for a long time that what was placed in the exhibition room was a fake. Although it was enough to be fake, it was not real.
They can see it, will the Lord not see it?
This is the thing that surprised and puzzled them.
The master must know that Jiangning’s publicly released boxing scores cannot be true, and even when Jiangning is so tightly arranged and guarded against death, he still has to grab the boxing scores.
“Not only did he not take away the real boxing score, but…”
Jiang Ning sighed, put his hand in his arms again, and took out two more punches. Suddenly, Li Feidao and Tan Xing were both stunned.
Six boxing scores!
Is the Lord crazy?
Not only did he not take the four fist sheets, but gave them two to Jiangning? !
“This…what the hell is going on?”
Tan Xing was puzzled.
He couldn’t understand at all, which part of the singing was this?
He didn’t even know what happened, and how the Lord would pass his two boxing scores to Jiang Ning.
But Li Fei’s Adam’s apple slipped, his heart trembled, and the look in Jiang Ning’s eyes was very complicated.
“Now, are you sure?”
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