Chapter 1406 Acting Addiction

Nakata Jiro looked at Wei Bin, who had used his strength to climb to the high platform, and mocked: "Uncle, do you want to rest for a while before hitting me?"

Wei Bin took a breath and waved his hand: "No... No way, the boss told us to hurry up... and make a quick decision. It would be... a waste of time to take a break for a while. Let's hurry up... let's fight."

Li Feng's mouth twitched when he saw it.

This Nima Wei Bin is addicted to acting, the key opposite is an A-level player, you are a half-god peak-level powerhouse, what kind of routine are you playing with an A-level player!

Luo Tianzheng and others watched it with relish. If nothing else, in terms of acting alone, Wei Bin is worth learning by all of them.

Now all they have to think about is how to act when it's their turn to go on stage...

"puff"

Nakata Jiro was amused: "I said uncle, or you should admit defeat, I can't bear to hit you like this."

Hetian Hutaro shook his head, and said incredulously: "Nakata-kun, I'll leave it to you, don't play too much, your brothers still want to show their hands."

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the high platform with one body. This attitude was more than n times stronger than Wei Bin's climb up.

"No... I can't admit defeat. If I admit defeat, this month's prize... prize money will be gone."

Wei Bin took another breath and said angrily.

"You're still thinking about the bonus. What you need to consider now is the issue of medical expenses."

Nakata Jiro sneered and hooked his finger at Wei Bin: "For the sake of you being such a waste, I will let you do three moves, come on."

Wei Bin's eyes froze, and he said in surprise, "You really want me to make three moves? Don't go back."

"We Eastern Ying people always say what we say...Fuck!"

Nakata Jiro was talking when he saw a fist the size of a casserole approaching his eyes. When he was frightened, he burst out a foul language and was about to dodge to the side.

It's just that although his reaction was fast, Wei Bin's fist was faster.

With a muffled "bang", Nakata Jiro only felt a sore nose, and blood immediately flowed!

"what!"

There was an exclamation in the field.

None of the guests thought that Wei Bin, who had been working so hard on the stage, would hit Nakata Jiro with one punch, and his nose would bleed.

It's abrupt!

Wada Hutaro, who was walking back, quickly turned his head after hearing the movement, just to see Nakata Jiro standing there holding his nose with a confused look on his face.

So Wada Tiger Taro was also stunned.

No... what's the situation, Nakata Jiro was hit in the nose? Just kidding!

"Old Wei's control of strength has reached the pinnacle of excellence."

"Yeah, it is possible to hit the Dongying people with nosebleeds without causing too much damage. The control of this kind of force is indeed worthy of the evaluation that is so wonderful."

"Hey, old Wei can also have today, why can't I believe it so much."

Luo Tianzheng and the others shook their heads, filled with emotion.

Ma Yinghui's brows jumped when he heard it. Hearing what these people meant, Wei Bin was still holding back the fight just now? Then what level of power will he be?

"Ah, that's what you mean by letting me make three moves!"

Wei Bin looked at his fist in disbelief and said.

"Bag Ya Lu!" Nakata Jiro stopped the bleeding and looked at Wei Bin with a fierce look, as if he was going to eat him alive.

"Baga, your sister's Yalu, take another punch from me!"

Wei Bin squeezed his fist again and hit Nakata Jiro's nose.

Nakata Jiro raised his hand to fight back in embarrassment. Who knew that Wei Bin would not advance but retreat, and shouted: "You said you wanted me to make three moves, why should you fight back?

Want to talk without talking? "

Nakata Jiro almost clenched his silver teeth with hatred!

Nima, he just said that he wanted to let Wei Bin make three moves because he felt that Wei Bin would not pose any threat to him, and he was just pretending.

Now that he knew that Wei Bin could hurt himself, he still gave him three tricks.

It's just that he has already said everything, and if he goes back, he will slap himself in the face. He can only slap his swollen face and pretend to be a fat man: "We Dongying people always talk about it... FUCK!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Bin came to him again, and his fist the size of a casserole hit the bridge of his nose again.

I peat!

Nakata Jiro is about to cry, okay? He has never seen such a disgusting person!

"There is one more trick, cherish this opportunity."

Nakata Jiro put down his hand and said murderously.

"Oh, what should I do if I suddenly feel scared when you say that?"

Wei Bin touched his chin in distress for a while, then his eyes lit up and said, "If that's the case, wouldn't it be over if I knock you out in the third move? I'm really a genius!"

Nakata Jiro almost laughed angrily.

Although Wei Bin's speed exceeded his expectations, the power of Wei Bin's punches was simply too weak.

If he seized such an opportunity, he would definitely not hit the second punch or even the third punch, and the first punch would straighten the opponent.

On the other hand, Wei Bin's two consecutive punches only caused him to bleed his nose. Even if the third punch hits, he won't suffer much damage.

"Since you are so confident, you can try it."

"Remember, you only have the chance to make a move this time..."

Nakata Jiro had long expected that Wei Bin would launch a surprise attack, and this time he didn't even say "Fuck", he just ducked to the side.

However, in the next instant, Wei Bin followed him like a gangrene, and a fist the size of a casserole came to him again.

"It's over, I'm going to have a nosebleed again."

Since Nakata Jiro wants to abide by his promise and not fight back, the only way to go is to fight hard.

Just as he was getting ready to fight back after being punched by Wei Bin, a sharp pain came from his face, and he lost consciousness the next moment.

"boom"

The guests only heard a muffled sound, and Nakata Jiro flew out backwards, and a blood splattered on the ground in a parabola.

"Boom"

After flying more than ten meters, Nakata Jiro fell to the ground.

Silence!

After a while, a burst of cheers rushed to the roof!

"pretty!"

"This is Chinese martial arts!"

"We won, we finally won!"

"My God, I can't believe my eyes!"

The guests were ecstatic!

After losing three games in a row, even Ma Yinghui lost, Wei Bin climbed into the ring in such a humiliating way that everyone lost hope of winning.

In the end, when I heard the thunder in a silent place, Wei Bin actually won, and the win was so neat!

Cool, so cool!

"I'll go, what's the situation with this uncle, why is he so arrogant?"

"What level of power is he? People can't look like they are!"

The people in the Majia Martial Arts Academy looked at each other, shocked.

The faces of Hetian Hutaro and Li Zaihe were already gloomy.

They really didn't expect Wei Bin to be so strong, so careless!

"Don't let all 6 sit down."

Wei Bin pressed his hand down and said proudly.

"Fuck, he even dragged him on."

"I just can't stand his pretentious look."

"Sister, I had known that this matter could be so popular, I should have been the first to do it just now."

Luo Tianzheng and others muttered, eager to try.