Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

At this moment, in the audience, Ye Zheng's face was cold: “Xu Yi, this kind of person deserves to join the guard? Isn't it against the rules that he uses this method? ”

In response, Xu Yi shook his head: “Though this is true, the secret contest merely stipulates that the use of firearms and sneak attacks are not allowed…"

The sound of a "bang--" physical impact on the table sounded, and Eleven was punched to the edge of the ring.

Yuansheng walked over with a smile and stepped on the face of Eleven, “Do you admit you lost? Captain? ”

Eleven's arms held up hard and had to shake again, sweating blurred his gaze and blurred in front of him.

“Really looking for death!” Yuansheng sneered, the next second, "Brush” broke the void, five fingers like claws, swiftly toward the 11 fingers wearing the captain's ring...

“Ahhh -” the cries of 11 torn hearts and lungs echoed with the sound of a broken hand bone.

“Tap," the silver ring fell on the marble floor of the ring, making a crisp sound.

“Captain! ”

“Captain Eleven! ”

“Yuansheng! That bastard! ”

All the members of the Dark 1 team under the stage were angry with anger, but the rules prevented them from coming up to the stage to stop them at this moment.

As for the other defenses, the divine color is indifferent. Eleven can't blame anyone if they are less skilled than men. Even if they die on the stage, they can only blame themselves for their weakness.

Yuansheng bent down and picked up the ring, looking at the bottom of the eleven eyes full of scorn and ridicule, “Tsk, it turns out to be a pussy, can't even keep this ring, want to be captain? ”

Because of mental irritation and severe physical pain, the entire population has reached the threshold of suffering, but has always stood up for reluctance to fall and to relax and admit defeat.

Yuansheng put the ring on his hand and said, “Hey, Captain, what's wrong with you? I thought I was confident before the game. I said goodbye to a great master. Must I beat all of us? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. That was a good show! ”

Eleven dying hands on the ground strangled into his palms, using all his strength to climb up, intermittent opening, “Shut up... you... you can insult me... I'm not good at learning... but... don't insult my master... you trash... my master can defeat you with one hand..."

“Ha... ha... that's hilarious! Did you guys hear that? Our captain teaches him how to beat me with one hand? I'm scared! Let her come! ”

The next laugh, 11, is actually a bit funny, I'm afraid it's not these days that the woman has lost her mind?

“Oh, it's over, Captain...” Yunsheng glanced at Mori, his fist as heavy as a sandbag towards the chest of Eleven.

And the eleven open doors at this moment, there's nothing to fight back...

The next second, the crowd felt just a glimpse of something flashing onto the stage at an incredible speed.

Then, "Bang--” a creepy muffled sound.

That was... the sound of two fists smashing together.

When he collided with that tiny fist, Yuansheng's entire body was shocked even a few steps backwards, and his proud face stifled there...

Ye Zheng's weak body tattoo stood still on the stage, looking at the man who was arrogant in front of him to make himself appear, without a slight temperature on the bottom of his eyes, and his cherry lips spewed out four cold words: “As you wish. ”