I have a promise with the beauty

Yamamoto Kuro lay on the ground and pounced on Yang Qingshan again. The nails of his hands stretched out quietly, trying to scratch several of Yang Qingshan's meridians and cripple Yang Qingshan. However, Xu Zhijie under the ring coughed twice, which was just a simple sound.

, Yamamoto Kuro's extended nails disappeared, but they were still grasping Yang Qingshan's arm.

"End, your martial arts."

Yang Qingshan let out a long shout, and with a burst of arms, the shock from the Qigong knocked Yamamoto Kuro away. Yang Qingshan tiptoed, jumped up quickly, grabbed Yamamoto Kuro's feet, and threw Yamamoto Kuro hard.

He screamed and was hit hard to the ground.

The cheers in the stands had already sounded when Yang Qingshan grabbed Yamamoto Kuro's feet, covering up the sound of the bones cracking as Yamamoto Kuro's legs were crippled.

"One, two, three..." The referee counted nervously, sweating profusely.

Yang Qingshan seemed to have done something insignificant, raising his hands high and enjoying the cheers around him.

"Game over."

When the referee counted to ten, Yamamoto Kuro still did not get up and lay on the ground with an expression on his face.

"master."

Ten of Yamamoto Kuro's disciples rushed to the ring, half surrounded Yang Qingshan, and the other half protected Yamamoto Kuro.

The national team members quit and immediately rushed up to confront each other, greeting each other's family.

The leader was panicked and winked at Xu Zhijie continuously, but Xu Zhijie smiled slightly, as if he didn't see anything.

Kuro Yamamoto stood up. His legs had been healed after quietly taking a pill in less than a minute, and he smiled gracefully at Yang Qingshan.

"Boy, you're done. My master smiled at you." A Japanese master said.

"Laughing at you, you big-headed devil." Yang Qingshan said nonchalantly.

"Baga." The Japanese master was unhappy and rushed forward to teach Yang Qingshan a lesson, but Yang Qingshan was faster.

Group fights are what Yang Qingshan is best at, not to mention that there are several judo masters from the national team around him. Fighting together means sharing responsibilities, so Yang Qingshan shouted and coaxed the national team members around him to rush forward together.

"Don't fight. If we fight, I won't leave you a phone number." Jolina shouted from below.

"Girl is so cruel." Yang Qingshan stopped and spread his hands pretending to be innocent.

"Stop, I'm willing to admit defeat. We have already lost. Your Chinese martial arts are indeed world-class. Yang Qingshan, I hope we can meet at the martial arts exchange meeting in Beijing." Yamamoto Kuro said calmly.

"Is the capital going to hold an exchange meeting?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"This is their last stop. I heard that all the top players from Japan are coming," said a national team member.

"Haha, okay, your leg won't heal so easily by then." Yang Qingshan said with a smile.

"Let's go." Yamamoto Kuro said coldly.

The Japanese master escorted his master off the ring and went directly to the rest room without doing any work procedures.

"I'm going down too." Yang Qingshan touched his nose and said, but Nas was stopped by Jolina in a low voice.

"What?"

"Hehe, we'll find out later." Jolina smiled mysteriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights of the venue dimmed again, just like the opening dance at the beginning, and hot music followed.

Yang Qingshan was waiting expectantly for something unexpected to happen. Sure enough, Murong Qiushui smiled bitterly and danced on stage with several school belle-level beauties, while the evil Qiaolina grabbed Yang Qingshan and looked at Yang Qingshan innocently with her big eyes.

"Brother Yang, my little sister is afraid."

"I'm afraid of you big-headed devil. I won't dance with you. I don't know how." Yang Qingshan said awkwardly.

"Just twist it." Jolina said reluctantly, forcing Yang Qingshan to twist around in the ring like a fool. Soon Yang Qingshan was sweating profusely, and his big feet were stepped on by several school beauties in turn.

The battle with Kuro Yamamoto was even harder, and Yang Qingshan looked miserable.

"What a miserable life." Yang Qingshan said depressedly, and had no choice but to squeeze together with Qiao Lina and the others, but soon Yang Qingshan became happy, because being surrounded by beautiful women, it felt really good, so he got carried away and started waving to the stands.

, but when he saw the top floor of the stands, Yang Qingshan couldn't laugh anymore.

Lu Yao is very angry, and the consequences will be serious. This is a life philosophy in the traffic police brigade. No one can offend Lu Yao.

Lu Yao was gloating at first when she saw Yang Qingshan being pulled by Jolina to dance, but as soon as she saw Yang Qingshan's rippling expression, she became unhappy. She gritted her teeth and crushed the popcorn and Coke cup in her hands, feeling angry.

left the venue.

Several colleagues sighed at the same time and hurriedly chased him out, fearing that if they were too late, Lu Yao would throw him over his shoulder and kill him instantly.

The exchange meeting finally ended with Yang Qingshan's weak dance.

Qiao Lina carelessly went to change clothes with Murong Qiushui, while Yang Qingshan hid in the corner with his mobile phone to send text messages to Lu Yao, but to no avail. It seemed that Lu Yao was really angry.

"What should I do?" Yang Qingshan sighed.

"What's wrong?" Don't Eat Fish came over and stared at Yang Qingshan's bitter face, wanting to laugh loudly.

"Laugh if you want." Yang Qingshan said painfully: "If you offend a woman and don't answer her phone calls or text messages, what will you do?"

"Repay him with his own way. Who can be more ruthless?" Buchiyu said coolly.

"It makes sense." Yang Qingshan said with an expression on his face, deciding to stay away from gloating over misfortune and not eating fish.

It was getting dark at this time, and the school did not quiet down because the Japanese masters left. All the major dormitories were holding carnivals to celebrate today's victory and the birth of the hero, but Yang Qingshan did not want to participate in all this.

After waiting for a while, Qiaolina and Murong Qiushui walked out holding hands.

"Should we go to eat first or go back to the beach to eat?" Yang Qingshan asked pretending to be very happy.

"Go back, I'm exhausted today." Qiaolina and Murong Qiushui said in unison, their eyes wandering around in a guilty manner.

Yang Qingshan didn't see anything and drove the two girls back to the beach. He saw Lu Yao's gorgeous motorcycle outside the small building.

"Sister Lu Yao came back so early." Qiaolina said happily.

"Tell brother, has Lu Yao called you?" Yang Qingshan asked emotionally.

Qiao Lina turned her head and did not look at Yang Qingshan. After all, Murong Qiu Shui was soft-hearted and said with a smile: "Sister Lu Yao said that she will cook tonight."

"Brother has something to do, so I have to retreat first. Take care of yourselves."

Before Murong Qiushui could finish speaking, Yang Qingshan was about to run for his life.

"Yang Qingshan." Lu Yao appeared on the rooftop, wearing an apron, and shouted to Yang Qingshan with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Yang Qingshan turned around and asked.

"It's already dark, where are you going?" Lu Yao asked with a smile.

"Go to seclusion to practice peerless magic." Yang Qingshan said with a guilty conscience.

"No need, come back and cook quickly, I'm almost starving to death." Lu Yao hated me and said aggrievedly, holding her stomach, not like her usual self at all.

"Huh? You're wearing an apron and you want me to cook. There's a problem, there's a conspiracy." Yang Qingshan thought to himself. Just as he was about to continue running for his life, Qiao Lina and Murong Qiushui came over together, pulling Yang Qingshan in one to the left and the other to the right.

into the small building.

Entering the small building, Lu Yao had already gone downstairs and walked into the kitchen holding Yang Qingshan's floral shirt in one hand.

"Damn, is this a battlefield?" Yang Qingshan looked at the entire kitchen depressedly, as if he had just gone through a war.

"I'm so miserable. I wanted to live here with you, but you didn't charge me rent. I couldn't bear it, little sister, so I thought of cooking you a meal to express my gratitude, but the result was that the rice was mushy."

"Well, I can see it."

"The pig's trotter soup is also mushy."

"Well, I can see it."

"This is Korean pancake, it's also burnt."

"Well, I can see it."

Every time Lu Yao said something, Yang Qingshan's voice choked up.

"Okay, I'll leave the kitchen to you. Don't you suggest it?"

"Do I dare?" Yang Qingshan said with tears in his eyes.

Lu Yao finally showed her evil true face, and took off her apron with a smile and threw it to Yang Qingshan. Although the appearance of taking off the apron made people daydream, the ending was tragic.

Holding the fragrant and sticky apron and looking at the dark kitchen, Yang Qingshan wanted to die.

"Sister Lu Yao is so scary." Murong Qiushui walked over and said worriedly: "I must be careful in the future not to offend her."

"Yeah, the eldest lady is right, but this kitchen is really a masterpiece." Jolina said with a gloating smile, took out her phone and took a quick photo, then posted it on Weibo, and an article "Women's Anger." became popular on the Internet.

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"Yang Qingshan, you have become famous, and you are number one on the Baidu rankings." Qiao Lina exclaimed in surprise while sending her meager message.

"Really?" Yang Qingshan came over and looked at the phone screen together. The bitterness on his face became less and less, and gradually became rippling.

"Wow haha... brother is famous." Yang Qingshan laughed like crazy.

"A lot of tidbits of news." Murong Qiu Shui said curiously, tapping the screen with his finger, and one news item about Yang Qingshan was clicked on. Most of them were posts and Weibo posted by Fang Lingling in the past few days.

"Damn it, Fang Lingling, sooner or later I have to settle the score with her." Yang Qingshan said unhappily.

"What are you still doing in the kitchen? Come on, let's go sing."

Lu Yao went upstairs and changed into a dress. It was a dress she had never worn before. At this moment, she looked at Lu Yao. She had a beautiful pink butterfly hairpin on her short hair, a long white dress, and white shoes on her feet.

She wore sandals and painted light red nail polish on her toes. She bent her arms and smoothed her bangs on her forehead, showing off her feminine look.

"Murong Qiushui, let me borrow your clothes." Lu Yao said.

"It doesn't matter, you look good in this dress." Murong Qiushui said with bright eyes.

"Wow~ Sister Lu Yao turns out to be so beautiful." Qiaolina covered her face and exclaimed.

Yang Qingshan's eyes also lit up. He had never seen such a beautiful Lu Yao, and he couldn't help but have a look of dementia on his face.

"Let's go." Lu Yao smiled proudly when she saw Yang Qingshan's expression, and then pulled the two girls out of the small building. When standing outside the door, Lu Yao looked back at Yang Qingshan with a smile.

"I hope you won't dance if you don't know how to dance. I also hope the kitchen will be clean when you come back."

"Oh." Yang Qingshan responded stupidly, watching Lu Yao ride away on a motorcycle with the two girls Juechen.

"Motorcycle? Damn, Lu Yao is still Lu Yao." Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly.