want to kill our target too""FUCK!" The guy with the rifle cursed again, finally not firing anymore. Meanwhile, the uninjured foreigner holding a pistol slowly approached the sofa while talking: "Come...Chapter 827: Football in 34D Cup Size

The boy walking at the front looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old. He was rather handsome, but his expression was somewhat aloof, giving off a cool vibe. The question was whether he was naturally cool or just pretending to be.

Behind this cool guy were another boy and a girl, also around eighteen or nineteen years old. The boy was good-looking too, though he was slightly shorter. He wore a suit and looked rather formal, while the girl was very pretty with an appealing figure wearing a fine cotton dress. She seemed demure and quiet.

"I'm Zhao Qingqing. You must be Kim Min-ho then" Zhao Qingqing walked over, staring at the boy for a moment before curling her lips. "You're indeed quite handsome—no wonder you got plastic surgery!"

The surrounding area erupted into laughter, and the boy's eyes flashed with annoyance but quickly returned to normal. "Yes, I'm Kim Min-ho. I heard that your so-called Chinese Martial Arts Association boasts of defeating Japan and Korea and easily beating Muay Thai fighters, so I came to give it a try. Unfortunately, all you can do is talk big; in reality, you're utterly weak!"

"Hey, don't be absurd! When did I ever say we were going to defeat Japan and Korea and beat up Muay Thai fighters" Zhao Qingqing was somewhat displeased. "I clearly said that we would punch Korean bastards, kick Japanese devils, and easily take down Thai ladyboys before finally stomping on the Yankees!"

"The president is awesome!

"The會長speaks well!"

"Finish off the dead stick!"

...

A group of people were stirring things up, and one guy even shouted out: "The會長has small breasts!"

Zhao Qingqing immediately got annoyed and kicked him away: "Are you looking for death Are you cursing my flat chest My goal as the會長is to have 34D 'little soccer balls'!"

"Pfft, with your build, you'd be more like a 34A runway." Wang Xiaoya chimed in.

"You're the runway!" Zhao Qingqing glared at Wang Xiaoya.

Wang Xiaoya didn't care at all, saying: "It doesn’t matter if I’m flat-chested; I’m only twelve years old and have plenty of time to become a 34D. You’re already eighteen and won’t develop anymore, so you’ll be stuck as a 34A for the rest of your life."

"Bull**! I’m currently a 34B!" Zhao Qingqing angrily glared at Wang Xiaoya, "If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll beat you up!"

"Hmph, you should be getting beaten up first!" Wang Xiaoya pursed her lips and pointed at Geum-in-ho, saying: "Someone is waiting for the chance to hit you!"

"You little brat, wait till I get to you! First, I’ll beat this dead stick, then I’ll come back to beat you up too!" Zhao Qingqing glared angrily at Wang Xiaoya and turned to Geum-in-ho. "Hey, dead stick, you actually dared to disrupt my event I’m going to break your head!"

"Zhao Qingqing, your mouth is so filthy! First, I’ll give you a slap!" Geum-in-ho was already furious with his face turning pale from anger. It’s no wonder he was angry; Zhao Qingqing first said that he had plastic surgery and then kept calling him a dead stick. He wouldn’t be upset if he wasn't.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Geum-in-ho lunged forward and slapped at Zhao Qingqing’s face with an open palm.

"Dead stick, you actually sneak attacked!" Zhao Qingqing complained angrily, but her actions weren’t slow. She twisted her waist and shifted her feet to dodge immediately.

Zhao Qingqing's movement revealed that she had learned the Ethereal Step, and she did it quite well. Although she wasn't an expert at it, dealing with ordinary opponents wouldn't be a problem.

Unfortunately, Kim Min-ho was clearly no ordinary opponent; his attack speed was fast, and his moves were rather tricky and unconventional. He could indeed be considered a skilled martial artist. Of course, from Xia Tian's perspective, this guy was nothing special.

Kim Min-ho and Zhao Qingqing exchanged blows but neither gained an advantage over the other. Zhao Qingqing had learned quite a few moves, though they were somewhat disorganized and lacked coherence. This might be due to her not having a good teacher; as a result, the effectiveness of her moves was significantly reduced. Compared to Kim Min-ho's technique, hers wasn't better, but thanks to her Ethereal Step, she could still hold her own.

"Hey, that Korean guy, why are you so weak Hurry up and hit her!" Wang Xiaoya complained somewhat discontentedly. After a while of shouting, when she saw that Kim Min-ho hadn't managed to hit Zhao Qingqing, she became angry: "What's the point of being so handsome if you're not strong at all That liar Zhao Qingqing was right; your good looks must be due to plastic surgery!"

Kim Min-ho, who was sparring with Zhao Qingqing, nearly spat blood from anger. The onlookers also couldn't help but look at Wang Xiaoya more closely. Whose side was this pretty girl taking

"President, do your best!"

"Beat the Korean bastard to death!"

"Eliminate him..."

The so-called Chinese Martial Arts Association had dozens of people cheering for Zhao Qingqing, making quite a spectacle. It can't be denied that Zhao Qingqing's popularity is actually pretty high right now.

Summer suddenly turned around and looked at the girl who came with Kim Min-ho, looking somewhat puzzled: "Hey, why are you staring at me"

"Ah" The girl was taken aback for a moment, then her face turned red as she hurriedly denied it. "I-I didn't..."

“Hmph, whether you admit it or not doesn’t matter to me, but I’ll tell you this: Even though I’m very handsome, I have no interest in you because you're not pretty enough for my liking.” Summer said somewhat unhappily. "Stop staring at me; I don't like others looking at me, especially unattractive women!"

"That's right! Brother Xia Tian has a girlfriend, and that’s me!" Wang Xiaoya wrapped her arm around Xia Tian’s elbow in a show of defiance towards the girl.

“Sorry, I, I think I’ve seen you online...” The girl looked somewhat embarrassed. “May I ask… are you An Keke's boyfriend”

"I am Coco's husband," Xia Tian replied.

"So your name is Summer then" the girl asked again.

"Of course, how else would you expect me to be called if my name is Summer Who are you anyway You ask too many questions; you're almost like a human encyclopedia!" Wang Xiaoya said somewhat unhappily.

"I'm sorry, I... My name is Masako Kimura," the girl answered softly.

"What an unusual name. Are you Japanese" Wang Xiaoya couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, I am from Tokyo," Masako Kimura replied in a low voice: "We are exchange students at Jianghai University, and Jin Minhao is our friend."

"Your friend's useless; he can't even beat a girl!" Wang Xiaoya pouted, then looked at the guy next to Masako Kimura. "Hey, isn’t he Japanese too"ugh strength levels. They thus understood that there wasn't a significant gap between their abilities; without an umpire, they might not be able to determine a winner."What do we need an umpire for Ju...