I Can Kill You without Any Hands.

"Ugh!" Zhao Qingqing frowned and groaned in pain. She fell quite badly.

"Yeah, that's great!" Wang Xiaoya clapped her hands. "Zhao Qingqing, you big liar, you got your comeuppance. That damn Korean named Jin Minhao, you're really good. Keep up the good work and beat her up again!"

The group of people were speechless at Wang Xiaoya's gloating, and Jin Minhao also glared at Wang Xiaoya.

"You damn Korean, do you have any shame? You actually used such a dirty trick!" Zhao Qingqing had already crawled up from the ground and cursed angrily.

"President, why is this damn Korean so shameless?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"That damned Korean guy actually acted like a hooligan and attacked my chest. I lost my composure and got hit by him!" Zhao Qingqing said angrily, "He's so shameless. He has no professional ethics at all. Doesn't he know that you can't hit a woman's chest?"

"Because they don't treat you as a woman!" Wang Xiaoya added.

"Shut up!" Zhao Qingqing glared at Wang Xiaoya. This damn little girl only knew how to gloat over other people's misfortunes and take advantage of others' misfortunes!

"The Koreans are still so shameless. If they can't win, they resort to dirty tricks!"

"Their faces are all made by plastic surgery, what the hell do they need?"

"That's right, they have no shame!"

"Get out of here, you damned bastard!"

"roll!"

…

Dozens of people started to make a fuss. This Korean was so shameless that he actually used such a dirty trick to defeat their president!

Jin Minhao, however, had a cold expression on his face, and was not moved by the momentum at all. After a long while, he said in a sarcastic tone: "You Chinese are really like this. When you lose, you make excuses for yourself and never admit that you are not as strong as your opponent. It's really pathetic!"

"Who's making excuses? Didn't you sneak attack my chest, you damn Korean?" Zhao Qingqing shouted angrily.

"On the battlefield, only life and death matter, not the result. The same is true for martial arts. The result is the most important. Winning is winning, losing is losing. No matter what the method is, it doesn't matter. Now I won and you lost. This is the result!" Jin Minhao sneered, "The so-called Chinese martial arts is nothing more than this. I advise you to disband your so-called Chinese Martial Arts Association immediately!"

"Well, even if you are right to be shameless, you dead Korean!" Zhao Qingqing snorted, "It doesn't matter if you beat me, if you have the guts, fight my master!"

"Master?" Jin Minhao sneered again, "This is also the favorite trick of you Chinese. If the apprentice loses, the master will take action. But it doesn't matter. Even if he is your master, what does it matter? I can still defeat him!"

"Well, go fight with my master now. My master can kill you with just one finger!" Zhao Qingqing pouted, "Look, that's my master!"

Zhao Qingqing pointed at Xia Tian as she spoke, and everyone once again focused their attention on Xia Tian.

"Are you Zhao Qingqing's master?" Jin Minhao looked at Xia Tian and asked coldly.

"No." Xia Tian denied, "I don't have such a shameful disciple!"

"That's right, Brother Xia Tian is not the master of Zhao Qingqing, the big liar!" Wang Xiaoya also glared at Jin Minhao with some dissatisfaction, "You have such a bad taste, did you also have your eyes fixed during the plastic surgery?"

Hearing this, Jin Minhao's eyes flashed with anger, while Zhao Qingqing on the side couldn't help muttering that this little girl had a really poisonous mouth. It seemed that it would be difficult to gain the upper hand in an argument with her in the future.

"What? Don't you even have the courage to admit that you are Master Zhao Qingqing?" Jin Minhao stared at Xia Tian with sarcasm in his tone. He had been scolded by Wang Xiaoya several times, but he felt that it was a loss of identity to argue with a little girl, so he decided to take it out on Xia Tian because he could see that Xia Tian and Wang Xiaoya had a close relationship.

"Idiot!" Xia Tian glared at Jin Minhao, "Zhao Qingqing is not my apprentice. If she were my apprentice, she would have stepped on you to death long ago."

"It's a tradition for you Chinese to brag." Jin Minhao sneered, "Unfortunately, everyone can brag, but whether they can do it is another matter."

Xia Tian looked at Jin Minhao in confusion: "Hey, you idiot, do you want a beating? If you really want a beating, just say it, and I will beat you up right away."

"Brother Xia Tian, ​​give him a beating. This Korean guy really looks like he deserves a beating!" Wang Xiaoya encouraged Xia Tian from the side.

"Yes, yes, Master, this damn Korean is too shameless!" Zhao Qingqing also ran over. This time, she and Wang Xiaoya stood on the same side for a rare time. "Teach him a lesson quickly and let him know how powerful you are!"

"Hey, if you call me master again, I'll really beat you up!" Xia Tian glared at Zhao Qingqing in dissatisfaction, "You can't even beat such an idiot, and you still dare to call me master, you are simply embarrassing me!"

After saying this, Xia Tian looked at Jin Minhao and said, "Hey, you idiot, let me tell you what real powerful martial arts are!"

"Really? I'd like to see how powerful you are!" Kim Min-ho sneered.

"Humph, I told you that my master can kill you with just one finger!" Zhao Qingqing shouted excitedly, "Master, just use one finger to kill this damned stick, ugh, it hurts!"

Xia Tian kicked Zhao Qingqing on the butt, sending her flying, and said with a bit of dissatisfaction: "I told you not to call me Master!"

Zhao Qingqing was lucky this time. She flew several meters away and was still standing when she landed. She rubbed her buttocks with her hands and never dared to call him Master Xia Tian again.

"Hey, idiot, although that useless girl Zhao Qingqing is not my apprentice, she is right. I can kill you with just one finger." Xia Tian looked at Jin Minhao, "But I think it's a waste to kill you with a finger. I can kill you without any action!"

Xia Tian took a step forward and continued, "Hey, idiot, hurry up and do it. I can kill you without even standing still!"

"You're just like Zhao Qingqing, both of you have a dirty mouth!" Jin Minhao was already so angry that he was about to vomit blood because of Xia Tian's constant calling him an idiot. Hearing this, he could no longer bear it, and suddenly rushed towards Xia Tian and punched him hard.

Xia Tian really stood there without moving. He didn't even dodge, and let Jin Minhao punch him in the chest.

“Crack!”

"Well!"

Along with these two loud sounds, Jin Minhao flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. His face was extremely pale and a little distorted because of pain, and his forehead was suddenly covered with beads of sweat as big as soybeans.

Xia Tian still stood there, as if nothing had happened: "How about it? Now you know I can kill you without moving, right?"