In fact, just now, most of Jing Jian's attention was on the middle-aged man. The hidden masters basically did not exist in real life, and they could basically be judged from their body shape and pace.

Therefore, when Jing Jian saw the middle-aged man taking action, he laughed in his heart and blocked Luo Dingwen without hesitation. If you have the will, just hit him.

The middle-aged man found that the situation was wrong and quickly retracted his strength. But the punch in front was too fierce and there was no room for anything. The sudden punch suddenly made his chest feel stuffy. The breath could not be held up or down. The middle-aged man quickly wanted to take a step back. As long as he could recover, he could avoid the weakest moment.

However, Jing Jian did not give the middle-aged man a chance to breathe. In the middle-aged man's horrified eyes, he suddenly found that Jing Jian's shoulder was tilted, obviously he wanted to kick sideways. During the training, it was impossible to see the opponent's entire movements from a God's perspective. He could only rely on his own experience and judgment to predict. So the middle-aged man quickly set up a lunge, lowered his arms and blocked it, and defended against the coming side kick.

But unexpectedly, the prepared side kick did not come as promised. The "Young Master's Dead Body" who was still hanging on the fist suddenly made way aside, and a finger poked into the middle-aged man's chest without warning. "Wow!" A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the middle-aged man felt that he had suffered a considerable injury.

With a wry smile, Luo Dingwen was still in Jing Jian's hand. The middle-aged man had no choice but to touch his waist, preparing to move the guy. But at this moment, Adelun behind him had arrived. He stepped forward to protect Jing Jian, and the dog-legged knife had already appeared in his hand.

"Are you still fighting?" Jing Jian easily threw Luo Dingwen to the empty table beside him, and the tea set on it was "clang" all over the ground. The middle-aged man glanced across the corner of his eyes and found that the staff who had not appeared for a long time were about to call. When the police really arrived, it would be out of control. So he softened his tone: "Sir, I am just going to save my young master. How about giving in to each one?"

"You want this stupid pig? No problem." Jing Jian said frivolously, "I heard him just now, and I really thought that the earth belongs to your Luo family. It's okay to say tough words, but you have to have the ability to say tough words. Do you think he is a man? So you deserve it! Haha. Oh, there is a saying that is wrong. He is not a stupid pig. We cannot insult the cute pig. Hahaha!"

The middle-aged man saved Luo Dingwen to his side without saying a word. He looked up and down at Luo Dingwen's injuries. It should be nothing, but he looked ugly. Then he felt a burst of pain in his chest. The middle-aged man knew that Jing Jian had not kept his hand, and his ribs should have been broken.

It is impossible to do it again when you find that you are injured, but the first thing you do is to put it in: "I haven't learned what type of font you have?" Generally speaking, there is always a source of such cruel actions among Chinese people, either at the hall or at the master's sect. If Jing Jian's background is so deep, the Luo family can always come forward to ask for an explanation.

"Haha, we are the Dragon Group, our goal is the sea of ​​stars." Jing Jian joked. He learned in the military to defeat the enemy with one move. He only wanted to be concise and fierce, and never played with any erotic airs.

"Dragon Clan?" The middle-aged man suddenly thought a little bit, "In the name of dragon? Is the third prince Zhu? Is it related to the Hongmen?"

Jing Jian was no longer interested in teasing him: "I'm not a gangster. OK, I've beaten you, and you've taken it back. It's impossible to get it later! Yingzhi, we should leave!"

Wei Yingzhi was indeed very proud of her face. She came to Jing Jian obediently like a young wife. The little bird kept silent, but the cunning smile in her eyes could not be covered.

The middle-aged man was choked to death and always felt unable to bear this breath. When he saw Jing Jian leaving, he said harshly: "Now you still have a chance to go back to the Luo family and kowtow to admit his mistakes. Our Luo family is not unreasonable, otherwise you can run away from the ends of the world, but you are afraid that you will not dare to come to Southeast Asia again.

"Is that true?" Jing Jian hugged Wei Yingzhi's waist and walked out, saying contemptuously, "You reminded me. Let that stupid pig be more kind at home. There are so many natural disasters and man-made disasters. If you have the courage, you can try out Singapore?"

...

Jing Jian took Wei Yingzhi and went back to his room directly. Adelun was already calling the public and would arrange bodyguards and lawyers for Jing Jian, whether it was a black and white road, to ensure safety before leaving Singapore. After all, this is a five-star hotel, and it is impossible to rush into a group of people and shout and kill. No matter how powerful the Luo family is in the local area, if you have the means, go to Jing Jian’s territory to play?

However, Wei Yingzhi kept giggling: "Don't get me wrong. Whoever likes Awen is just that he keeps pestering him, it's so annoying."

"What's that fiancée?" Jing Jian asked half-jokingly.

"It was just a few elders of our Wei family who talked about it. I didn't agree, and my parents wouldn't agree either. He has a bad reputation, but I am a woman and I don't have a man by my side, so I can only hide all the time!"

After Jing Jian's inquiry, I learned a very old-fashioned story. Luo Dingwen met Wei Yingzhi at an occasion a few years ago. He had the intention of playing around and tried to soak up, but he was rejected on the spot and made him feel more and more itchy.

Compared with Luo Dingwen's Luo family, Wei Yingzhi's Wei family is one level behind. Especially Wei Yingzhi's parents are from the mainland, and their status in the Wei family is not very high. The old man of the Luo family is quite satisfied with Wei Yingzhi, which can at least make Luo Dingwen calm. The Wei family is also happy to see it. For them, can a daughter from a sideline family marry the Luo family? That is definitely a profit.

Therefore, Jing Jian could feel that although Wei Yingzhi said it easily, her whole family was under a lot of pressure. So Jing Jian smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, now your man has come back, no matter what Luo family or Wei family, you don't have to pay attention to them."

"What can I do? A miserable little woman." Wei Yingzhi's eyes fluttered, and her charming expression was revealed, "Hehe, you haven't changed at all. You just know that fighting will scare me to death sooner or later."

"Hehe." Jing Jian thought, it was a coincidence that he had fought twice in front of Wei Yingzhi.

Maybe knowing that this fight was for him, Wei Yingzhi was filled with a heart-blooded light and pulled Jing Jian's tie: "I'm telling me, how can I compensate me? I was scared to death just now."

"I'll compensate you, I'll guarantee you." Jing Jianxin understood this hint, and he said with a smile, "I'll accompany you all night, haha!"

"You... are so bad, you are not this one! It's the compensation! It's the most annoying!"
Chapter completed!