Master Feng sighed while drinking Kung Fu tea, and said, "The other party is a grandmaster and has left the realm of mortals. Today's battle is probably not too long."

Chu Ziyi frowned and said, "Director Feng, what do you mean is that Pojun will be killed instantly?"

Director Feng took a sip of tea and said, "Unless he also broke through the Grand Master, even if he was a half-step Grand Master, he would not be able to walk three moves in Yang Tingchao's hands today."

Chu Ziyi originally wanted to ask Director Feng to take action to save Xue Qixuan, but after hearing what he said, it was difficult to speak again.

Even Director Feng took action, it was useless. He was not a match for Yang Tingchao at all.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Look at the river!"

Everyone looked in the sound and saw a small fish boat slowly coming. A young man in a leather jacket was sitting on the bow deck, holding a fishing rod in his hand, as if he was fishing.

Next to the young man with leather jacket, a beautiful girl sat. The girl looked not yet grown up. She was wearing a thin dress with long hair scattered behind her head. When the wind passed by, she lifted up a few of her hair.

As beautiful as a painting.

"Then the fishing person was Yang Tingchao?" Someone said in surprise, "Why are you so young?"

"Are you breaking through the Grand Master at such a young age? Will you still let others live?"

"I heard that once you break through to the Grand Master, you will be reborn and may even be reborn. Maybe he is already a centenarian."

"That woman is so beautiful, much more beautiful than the stars on TV. Is she Po Jun's woman?"

"Pojun is so lucky."

Everyone was talking. Chu Ziyi saw Xue Qixuan and hurriedly rushed to the window, almost sticking to it.

"Miss Xue!" His eyes were full of concern.

Captain Cheng held his shoulder, sighed, and said, "Don't worry, at least Yang Tingchao did not make things difficult for her."

Wei Yinan, who was in another room, also clenched his fists.

He booked a luxurious suite in a hotel next to the pier, which also had a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Since he awakened his supernatural powers, his eyesight has improved a lot, and the situation on the river can be seen clearly.

Seeing Xue Dongli's white face, his heart tightened.

He wanted to go up and grab her back, but he knew that he had no such ability at all.

This feeling of powerlessness caused him to go crazy.

He hates him, why is he no longer stronger?

This strong will seemed to have caused some changes in his body, and a faint black light seemed to be stained with all around his body.

On the fishing boat, Xue Dongli looked at the snacks and some exquisite gadgets in front of him and said, "Do you really think of me as a little girl?"

Yang Tingchao turned his head and smiled and said, "Why, you don't like it? I heard that young girls nowadays like these things. If you don't like it, I'll ask Asi to prepare some more."

Xue Dongli shook his head and said, "No need to spend money! I'm not a young girl."

She is 88,000 years old and claims that she is not even a problem with her old age.

Even Yang Tingchao, a centenarian, was just a yellow-haired boy with no hair in front of her.

"Then what do you like? As long as you want, I can come to you." Yang Tingchao said.

Xue Dongli sighed helplessly and said, "You men always think that giving women these small favors can bring their hearts to women. Unfortunately, you can get nothing, and what you get is nothing but the false intention of worshiping a gold-worship girl.

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Yang Tingchao thought for a while and said, "What do you women want?"

Xue Dongli said: "Respect."

Yang Tingchao raised his eyebrows.

Xue Dongli said: "What women want is respect, treat them as one person."

Yang Tingchao asked strangely: "Why didn't I respect you anymore?"

Xue Dongli said: "If you kidnapped me, do you respect me? If you treat me as a lottery and a spoil, do you respect me? Yang Tingchao, it is impossible for a man like you to get the sincerity of a woman."

Yang Tingchao thought carefully for a while and said, "It's so troublesome. As long as you get your people first, it's only a matter of time to get your heart."

Xue Dongli no longer cares about his lips and tongues, so she shouldn't have told him this. It's simply playing the piano to a cow.

Sometimes, a person like this is more useful than saying ten thousand words.

Yang Tingchao looked at his watch and said, "Time is coming soon, your man has not come yet. He has escaped at the last minute, right?"

Xue Dongli smiled faintly and said, "First, he is not my man. But he will come."

There was a huge clock tower on Jiangmen Wharf. Everyone watched the second hand walk over step by step, and someone began to whisper.

"It's two minutes left, why haven't Pojun come yet?"

"Isn't he scared?"

"I think it's normal, after all, the other party is a great master!"

"Hmph! Even if he loses, he will be defeated openly. If he escapes at the last minute, he will not even want his face."

"This kind of person is also worthy of being called the No. 1 person in the Southwest?" Someone sneered.

At this moment, someone suddenly pointed at the top and shouted: "Look, is that Pojun?"

Everyone looked up and saw a tall and tall figure standing at the top of the bell tower.

The bell tower is a spire, and it cannot be established at all, but Pojun stood there steadily. He was wearing a black windbreaker and a black mask on his face, and the mask was carved with complex and mysterious runes.

"It's Pojun! Pojun is here!"

"It seems that he is still a hero."

"Hehe, I think he came for that girl, and I was angry for the beauty."

"Young people are always like this, normal, normal."

"That beautiful woman, if I have such a wife, I will try my best to do it and come."

People are always more interested in gossip and gossip.

"Your man is here." Yang Tingchao said to Xue Dongli with a smile, "It seems that he still cares about you very much."

Xue Dongli said coldly: "I would like to emphasize again that he is not my man."

Yang Tingchao said: "It's okay, anyway, your man will be me in the future."

After saying that, he handed the fishing rod to his apprentice Asi and said, "There is a fish that is about to be hooked. You can help me catch it first and drag it up when I come back."

"Yes, Master." Asi sat on his chair.

Xue Dongli suddenly laughed.

Yang Tingchao said: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laughed at you for being too confident." Xue Dongli said, "Do you really think you can kill Hua Xiong with warm wine and easily kill Pojun under the bell tower?"

Yang Tingchao smiled and said, "You can tell whether it can be done or not."
Chapter completed!