第七百一十七章威武不能屈,贫贱不能移(8/9)

这些人，只是在电影、电视上看到过这样的“镜头”他们纷纷地贾思邈加油助威，喊叫着：“打呀，打呀，用力的打呀。”
                                                                                                                                                                “让这个高丽棒子再嚣张，狠狠地揍他。”
                                                                                                                                                                “再加把劲儿啊，废了他。”
                                                                                                                                                                这些人，喊什么的都有，而旁边的李玖哲和席阳等人却是脸色铁青，心中说不出来是什么滋味儿。本想着欺辱贾思邈了，现在反而遭受到了贾思邈的羞辱，这得是怎么样巨大心理落差啊？对崔钟明很失望，很失望。
                                                                                                                                                                还黑带二段高手呢，怎么到了贾思邈的面前，一下子就瘪茄子，又石头变鸡蛋了？不过，毕竟都是从韩国过来的，李玖哲也不希望崔钟明出事，大喝道：“住手。”
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈很听话，就松开了崔钟明。
                                                                                                                                                                崔钟明就跟疯了一样，双手胡乱地挥舞着，口中更是啊啊的喊叫。可是，在他的面前，什么都没有，他还在乱打……因为他双眼红肿，都已经封上了，什么都看不到了。他还以为，贾思邈就站在他的面前，这只是一种习惯性的攻击。
                                                                                                                                                                李玖哲连声叹息，走过去，摇晃着崔钟明的肩膀，喝道：“钟明，你冷静冷静……”
                                                                                                                                                                呼！崔钟明挥手就是一拳，打在了李玖哲的胸口。然后，他就跟疯了一样，对着李玖哲上来就是一通拳打脚踢，大喝道：“贾思邈，我要杀了你。”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                       

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