"Xu Chengyao..." Qiao Mo looked calm and shouted worriedly.

Xu Chengyao smiled and said softly, "I'll be fine. Don't worry. Just stand there and don't move."

Seeing his firm expression, Qiao Mo knew that she couldn't twist him, so she could only nod silently and whispered, "Be careful and don't hurt yourself!"

Xu Chengyao smiled more and more comfortably, "Don't worry."

Xu Chengyao was still wearing a suit, so fighting was naturally inconvenient, so he temporarily took a set of Taekwondo clothes and put them on.

When he was about to start the fight, Xu Chengyao thought of something and suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"

Zhou Qiang was very unhappy, "What are you going to do again!"

Xu Chengyao just smiled and said nothing.

He took the belt from his waist, walked to Qiao Mo, and said softly, "Fighting is a very bloody thing, and it's not good for girls. You just have to stand here and wait for me to win."

Then without any explanation, he put the belt over Qiao Mo's eyes and wrapped around her ears, so that she could neither see nor hear.

Qiao Mo was moved, her heart was sour, and her nose was sore.

She didn't expect that Xu Chengyao would do this for her, let alone that he would be so considerate.

She suddenly sighed: If a husband is like this, what else can a woman ask for?

Then she was stunned, what was she thinking!

Xu Chengyao is the person that senior sister likes!

Even though she still thought Xu Chengyao was a playboy, when her senior sister liked him, how could she...

No, no!

Qiao Mo secretly shook her head. She liked Ouyang Xu, at least she still does!

She was so emotional, but she was just appreciating Xu Chengyao from the perspective of an ordinary woman.

It’s not that she had any evil thoughts!

Never!

Qiao Mo was still immersed in her own entanglements. Anyway, she couldn't see or hear, and she had no idea that Xu Chengyao and the two men holding the swords were fighting so hard that the world was shocked and the ghosts and gods wept!

Zhou Qiang watched from above, his eyes squinting again and again, his eyes changing from surprise, to unkindness, to ferocity, and finally to appreciation, admiration, envy, - admiration.

On the field, the machetes in the hands of the two men had been taken off by Xu Chengyao and thrown aside. The two men had been beaten with bruises on their noses and faces, and they were vomiting blood.

Xu Chengyao's condition was much better than theirs, but because they had knives in their hands before, he unfortunately received two bloody scratches on his arm, but there was no bleeding.

Without much effort, the two people had fallen to the ground and could not stand up.

Xu Chengyao took a breath and shouted, "Get up! Fight again!"

The two men looked at Zhou Qiang begging for mercy, wanting to say that they had lost and could no longer fight, but they did not dare!

Zhou Qiang has been watching and naturally knows everything clearly.

He just didn't expect that Xu Chengyao's kung fu was so good!

Zhou Qiang got down from the chair, walked to Xu Chengyao, and patted his shoulder, "Brother Xu, I lost, and I am willing to admit defeat! The grudge between Qiao Mo and I has been wiped out. I will do what I said. From now on, I will

Zhou Qiang will never cause trouble for Qiao Mo again!"

Xu Chengyao then retracted his gaze and turned to Zhou Qiang.

It was okay not to look at it, but when he looked at it, Zhou Qiang suddenly trembled all over, with a fear of falling into a tiger's mouth.

All he saw was that Xu Chengyao's eyes were deep and arrogant, his eyes were sharp, like the sharpest knife, cutting off his skin inch by inch.

Such arrogance and arrogance are different from the vicious evil spirit that he has developed from the path of blood.

His unruliness comes from his aloofness.
Chapter completed!