"Hehe, your little girl belongs to me."

"Don't let your mother gossip!" Wen Chun cursed angrily and angrily.

Haman's face changed drastically, like a bear and a thin monkey, shined

"Don't think you can do Chinese Kung Fu so fucking arrogant. Go and inquire. I, Haman, are not a vegetarian." Haman clenched his fist, like a big iron ball, shaking in front of Wen Chun's eyes.

Haman punched the table with open-air wine, smashing the table into pieces of wood

Zhang Ziyi was worried that Wen Chun would suffer a loss, so she hurried over and shouted, "Haman, he is injured, haven't you seen it?"

Haman smiled strangely and said, "Miss Zhang, you are the eldest woman, why should you protect him? Are you already having an affair with him?" As he said that, he pretended to be unintentional and stabbed Zhang Ziyi in the chest with his fist.

Wen Chun could no longer hold back. He reached out and pulled Zhang Ziyi away, opened his hand, and pinched Haman's fist.

When Wen Chun took action, the thin monkey rushed over first and flexibly used a series of combination punches at Wen Chun.

Wen Chun was not afraid, pinched Haman's iron fist with one hand, and grabbed his neck with the other hand while the scumbag was stunned. He picked him up with one hand, then swung his arm around and smashed the scumbag on the deck like a pancake. The guy bounced up like a ball, knocked down a table and lay on the ground and gasped.

"Huh!" Before Wen Chun turned around, the sound of wind came from behind his head. He turned around and saw Haman jumping up, using Muay Thai knees, and quickly pushed his waist backwards.

Wen Chun did not step back and dodge, nor did he rush forward, but instead raised his arms to resist directly, and came to take Haman's heavy blow

Wen Chun intends to use hard to make Haman retreat

But before Wen Chun could fight back, he felt a tightening on his head, and the back of his head was locked by Haman.

Hold your head on top!
Chapter completed!