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Chapter 925 Reverse scales!

Yi Jiaping's speed was so fast that Murong Zhen couldn't react at all!

When he wanted to move back, the menacing wine bottle had already landed on his head with the roar of the wind!

He could only grit his teeth and raise his hands to block. There was a sharp snap, the bottle shattered, and a burst of severe pain was felt on his arm.

"Go to hell!" Murong Zhen's ferocity was also aroused. He raised his leg and kicked him hard on the lower abdomen!

Yi Jiaping hit the ground hard, groaned, and took a few steps back, his stomach churning.

"Master!" When the second elder saw Yi Jiaping being kicked hard, his eyes suddenly froze, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

"Don't come up!" Yi Jiaping wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes still fierce, "Let me handle him myself!"

"Hmph," Murong Zheng smiled coldly, "I thought you were so awesome, but it turns out you are just like me, so let's give it a try! Let's see whether you die or I die!"

The two immediately struggled with each other.

Yi Jiaping was extremely ruthless and rushed forward like he didn't care about his life.

"Bang bang!!"

The two of them were fighting together like two bastards, with injuries all over their bodies.

Finally, Yi Jiaping hit Murong Zheng in the face with his elbow, beating him to pieces. Blood spurted out from his nose, and he lost her resistance. Then, he grabbed her hair and smashed her against the wall.

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Bang bang bang!!

After several consecutive hits, Murong Zheng felt that his whole head was about to split. He couldn't muster any resistance at all. His body was like a puddle of mud and he slowly fell down...

Yi Jiaping had no intention of letting him go, so he grabbed his head, raised his foot, and kicked him hard on the knee!

The huge force came, and Murong Zheng's knees were crushed to pieces on the spot, and he screamed like a slaughtered pig!

"ah!!!"

Broken knee.

Murong Zheng showed pain on his face!

The whole face was distorted.

Yi Jiaping's eyes were filled with blood, he spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and said fiercely, "If you dare to harass him again in the future, I will definitely kill you!"

"I do what I say."

"The Murong family is nothing, it just dominates Western China. I am Yi Jiaping, a direct descendant of the Yi family in Kyoto. Remember my name!"

"Also, Xiao Yi is the woman I like. Don't be like Yang Zi, otherwise it won't be as simple as just a broken leg next time."

When the two elders saw this scene in front of them, they were a little shocked. In their eyes, the second young master had always been a gentle and gentle gentleman who didn't care much about anything.

However, the situation in front of them made them extremely shocked, because he had never seen the second young master take action against others.

Moreover, he was so ruthless.

I guess this guy really touched his reverse scales!

It seems that Yi Jiaping is serious about Xiao Yi!

Murong Zheng was still screaming.

Yi Jiaping grabbed his hair and asked in a cold voice, "Did you hear that? Are you deaf?!"

"I heard it, I heard it!"

Seeing the murderous look in Yi Jiaping's eyes, Murong Zheng didn't dare to touch his brow, so he quickly nodded, "Brother, I won't dare anymore!"

Seeing Murong admitting defeat, Yi Jiaping stopped and slowly released him, "Just understand, don't seek death."

Murong was gritting his teeth and gasping for air. This kind of pain almost made him faint...

Looking at his broken leg, a chill appeared in his eyes!

How could he, the dignified Young Master Murong, have ever experienced such humiliation?

What about the people of the Yi family in Kyoto?

He, the Murong family, is the local overlord of Western China, and he would dare to touch even those wealthy families in Kyoto! However, he also understands the principle that a good man will not suffer the consequences of the moment!
Chapter completed!
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