Master's Million Blind Wife

Yem Qiaoyu saw it and couldn't help but feel anxious. "Just take care of yourself. Don't worry about me!"    

    

How could Huo Feng agree? He still tried his best to hold back the attacks of the three people, but after all, it was difficult for two fists to fight against six hands. His face was soon punched a few times, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.    

    

Someone took advantage of the gap between Huo Feng and punched him in the chest. Huo Feng was shocked and took a few steps back. Yem Qiaoyu quickly pulled him back.    

    

When he turned his head and saw the injury on Huo Feng's face, Yem Qiaoyu's fist made a cracking sound. His eyes instantly turned cold and solemn. "You don't hit people in the face! Don't you understand this?"    

    

He supported Huo Feng and stood still. "Wait!"    

    

Huo Feng wanted to raise his hand to pull him away, but he saw Yem Qiaoyu sweep his leg and directly cut off one person's attack. Then he punched again and again, taking two steps back. The third person continued to kick and hit the front of the door.    

    

The battle below was very easy. It was almost Yem Qiaoyu's one-sided suppression. He raised his leg, threw a punch, and hit his face!    

    

In the end, the three people covered their faces and retreated to Huang Wen's side. "This won't do. We can't beat him!"    

    

Huang Wen was at a loss. The situation had developed too quickly.    

    

In a matter of minutes, victory had turned into defeat. He wanted to run with the three of them, but his collar was suddenly pulled and he was punched in the face.    

    

Yem Qiaoyu's cold and malicious voice rang in his ears, "Huang Wen, do you still want to fight?"    

    

Huang Wen's head was buzzing from being hit, and then he received another punch on his abdomen. The man's voice was still cold, "I ask you, do you still want to fight?"    

    

The pain on his body finally made Huang Wen react. "No, no, no, I don't want to fight anymore!"    

    

Yem Qiaoyu punched him in the face again. "You were wrong about what happened that day. You know why you quit your job. Do you blame me?"    

    

"No, I don't blame you." Huang Wen covered his face and almost cried.    

    

Who would have thought that his brother, who bragged about him every day, could not help but beat him up? He regretted so much that his intestines turned light.    

    

Yem Qiaoyu loosened his collar and threw him hard. Huang Wen fell to the ground directly. He could clearly feel Yem Qiaoyu's strength.    

    

If he had used all his strength to beat him up just now, he would probably have been crippled.    

    

When he realized what had happened, he hurriedly got up and disappeared with his three brothers.    

    

Yem Qiaoyu did not bother to argue with Huang Wen. He turned around and returned to Huo Feng's side. Just as he got close, he was punched in the chest.    

    

"Bastard, you are so powerful, but you just watch me get beaten up?"    

    

Yem Qiaoyu raised his hand to check the injury on his face. "I said I want to be with you, but you insisted on being tough. I thought you were very powerful!"    

    

A slight pain came from the wound touched by his cool fingertips. Huo Feng screamed and dodged to the side. "Who the f * ck knew a person with thin arms and legs like you could fight!"    

    

Yem Qiaoyu held Huo Feng's head with both hands and walked towards the street light. He looked down at the wound and said, "Didn't you read my information? Didn't you see that the column in specialty says Taekwondo?"    

    

Huo Feng was forced to tell the truth. "I was so focused on memorizing the address!"    

    

After he said this, Yem Qiaoyu's gaze shifted to his eyes, and they looked at each other strangely.    

    

The two men were about two or three centimeters tall, and they were about the same height. Yem Qiaoyu held Huo Feng's face, and Huo Feng was forced to look into his eyes.    

    

For a moment, the atmosphere was very strange.    

    

Huo Feng's heart was beating in the wrong rhythm. He suddenly threw a punch and pushed Yem Qiaoyu back. "Stay away from me. If the girl sees us, she will really think that there is something between the two of us. How can I find a partner?"    

    

Yem Qiaoyu suddenly smiled. He raised his eyebrows slightly and an evil look appeared on his pretty face. "You still want to find a partner?"