Ding Naiqing didn't expect that his words would attract such a big shot to Tu Ran. He quickly stood up and stood in front of Tu Ran, "If you want to fight me, if you can beat me, then you can compete with Sister Ran."

The man pushed him away unceremoniously and said, "Get out of here."

Ding Nai was very angry and wanted to step forward to argue, but Tu Ran grabbed his arm.

"Don't worry, Sister Ran can handle it. You can go down first." Tu Ran comforted him.

Ding Naiqing still didn't want to leave Tu Ran alone. This man was so burly and Sister Ran was so small. There was a huge disparity in strength. This man also had a grudge against Sister Ran. What if Sister Ran was injured? Good arms

, what if it is broken and can only be replaced with a mechanical prosthesis?

It's all his fault. If you insist on shouting like that, if Sister Ran is injured because of him, he will definitely be blamed for her death.

"Why don't you get down? If you don't get down, I'll beat you up too!" Lu Huaiwei's voice was rough and his fingers crackled.

"No! I won't!" Ding Naiqing's heart changed. He was so shameless that he wouldn't let Sister Ran stay alone in the ring.

Tu Ran couldn't help but find another way to laugh, so she lowered her voice in his ear and said, "If I think I'm going to lose soon, I'll call you, and then the two of us can beat him together, okay?"

Ding Naiqing's eyes suddenly lit up, "Okay, then remember to call me, Sister Ran."

"Yeah." Tu Ran smiled and sent him down.

Ding Naiqing stood in the first row under the ring, ready to rush forward and beat up Lu Huaiwei with Tu Ran.

"Come on, I want to see how powerful you are, a woman who dares to trample our execution department's face under your feet." Lu Huaiwei said.

It turns out that he was not trying to avenge Zhou Ming, but to regain dignity for the entire execution department.

The pattern came up all of a sudden.

Tu Ran also liked him a lot.

"Then I'm not welcome."

Before he finished speaking, Tu Ran had already swept away with one leg.

Lu Huaiwei immediately took precautions and grabbed her leg as she swept towards him.

"That's all you have?" Lu Huaiwei sneered.

Tu Ran curled her lips and said, "How is that possible?"

Xie Xu taught her many moves, but she hasn't used them yet.

Using that leg as a fulcrum, Tu Ran flipped in the air, bent the other leg, and the kneecap hit the back of his neck.

Lu Huaiwei immediately let go of her leg as a fulcrum and quickly retreated.

Tu Ran did not fall. Instead, like a morning glory clinging to a tree, Tu Ran spun 180 degrees directly on him, clamped his neck with her knees, and twisted his head with her own power.

Lu Huaiwei was unstable and fell backwards on the ring.

Tu Ran fell onto the rope at the edge of the ring.

There was a burst of cheers and applause under the arena.

Tu Ran was not disturbed. She used the elasticity of the rope to rush forward, hooked her long legs around the neck of Lu Huaiwei who was struggling to sit up, and once again pressed him on the ring, face down.

Lu Huaiwei's neck was clamped, his whole face turned red from suppressing it, and his upper body could hardly move. He wanted to pull Tu Ran down with his backhand, but his outstretched arm was grabbed by Tu Ran and quickly turned in the opposite direction.

A "creak" sound was the sound of bones breaking.

Lu Huaiwei instantly burst into a painful roar.

The spectators in the audience were silent and did not dare to express their anger.

Lu Huaiwei was completely suppressed by Tu Ran and could not resist.

"Are you admitting defeat?" Tu Ran said coldly.
Chapter completed!