The brother did not feel suspicious and responded: "Brother Ming said that the door lock is just to guard against gentlemen but not villains. He thought it was too troublesome to take out the keys all day long, so he usually would not lock the door."

Luo Lie pretended to behave, "How can that be possible? Brother Ming is in charge of a large and small business, and this office is the top priority. What if someone with ulterior motives takes advantage of the loophole?"

The brother smiled and said, "Brother Ming has a habit of locking any important items in the safe. Besides, our brothers are on duty here for 24 hours a day. Are not the same as locking or not locking?"

Luo Lie took the cotton coat from the brother, put it on his body, and said, "That's right, it seems that I'm too heartless. Thank you, man, putting on the cotton coat, it's really much warmer."

The purpose has been achieved, and Luo Lie did not want to waste time here, so he said a few polite words to the brother and continued to move forward and came to the backyard of the hall. Luo Lie vaguely remembered that there was a training room in the backyard of the hall entrance of the New York hall, and the facilities and equipment were all first-class. He stayed on the train for more than five days, but after arriving in New York, he only fought with the four Mafia minions, and that one was almost not considered a exercise for Luo Lie. He slept well and ate better, and Luo Lie's muscles were inevitably a little restless. If he didn't exercise and sweated a lot, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

Most of the brothers at the hall were used to coming to play sandbags in the morning to practice boxing, so in the afternoon, there were few people in the practice room. Luo Lie entered the practice room and first did several sets of push-ups, squats and jumps, and then he held a human-shaped sandbag and played his own original practice method.

As early as when he was practicing fighting with Old Binny in Kings Fighting Club, Luo Lie discovered a problem. Whether it is Western boxing, Eastern Tangshou or Chinese martial arts, they must pay attention to the speed and strength of punching. However, whenever Luo Lie strengthens the punching power, it will always affect his flying knife's accurate head. In such a contradictory situation, Luo Lie can only make a decision of two choices. For him, he naturally has to maintain the flying knife's accurate head and give up the punching power.

Therefore, Luo Lie will always suffer losses when fighting with bare hands.

The master Lao Gui taught his senior brother Zhao Daxin the bare-hand fighting skills is the grappling hand. In one-on-one fighting, the grappling hand is indeed sharp, but in one-on-many situations, the grappling hand seems a bit complicated and slow. Even if it is one-on-one, when the opponent has absolute power or speed, the grappling hand will lose the power to defeat the enemy. Fortunately, there is Dong Biao next to Luo Lie, and Dong Biao's fighting skills are from Old Binny on the one hand, but more from Cao Bin, who has no self-taught jungle fight.

The masters of famous and upright martial arts always look down on people who are born in jungle fights. They have never encountered street fighters like Cao Bin who can be one-on-one or even more. Cao Bin never talks about whether the tricks are good or not, but only talks about whether the result is effective. Dong Biao taught Luo Lie the trick of sealing eyes, throat, and kicking the crotch, which was taught to Luo Lie, was the inheritance and Cao Bin. This trick has become Luo Lie's best skill in fighting bare hands.

Facing the human-shaped sandbag, Luo Lie's way of practicing was of course centered around the trick of sealing eyes, locking throat, and kicking the crotch.

I was practicing happily, and suddenly I heard a ridicule coming from behind.

Luo Lie couldn't help but stop, turned around and looked back, not far away, there was a strong man standing. The strong man hugged his arms, and a strong look of contempt appeared in his eyes. But when Luo Lie turned around and looked at him, the strong man sneered and muttered, "What kind of machine-eight things are you practicing?"

He opened his mouth and looked full of disdain. Even Luo Lie's good temper could not bear it, so he subconsciously replied: "Brother, the mouse is relying on his mouth to drill holes and the rabbit is relying on his legs. Everyone has their own tricks. If you practice your boxing and I practice my skills, why do you laugh at me?"

The strong man's surname is Qin, with a single name Gang, a brother who has not given the word "Grand" in Anliangtang, New York. If he heard Luo Lie's name, he might have an impression that when Luo Lie was kidnapped by Naduo five years ago, this brother had participated in the rescue. However, he was then arranged by Gu Haoran to conduct business in Newark area. He was not transferred back to the hall a while ago, so he had no impression of Luo Lie as an adult. Yesterday, when Luo Lie came to the hall, Qin Gang was not qualified to receive Luo Lie, and secondly, he happened to be not at the hall. He happened to be not at the hall. After lunch, he came to the hall and entered the practice room and saw Luo Lie who was practicing. Therefore, without knowing it, Qin Gang thought that the young man in front of him should be the young brother of Tong's who had just been admitted to the hall.

Brothers who have been missing for a generation dare to speak to him in this tone? Then Qin Gang's face, which was originally mocking and looking down on him, suddenly burst into anger. "Who the hell did you take it in? How could you be so big or small or unruly? I'll punish you for face-to-face for three hours and not be allowed to have supper!"

After Luo Lie responded, he felt a little regretful. After all, this was the entrance of Anliang Hall in New York. He was here, so he was also a guest. He should have given up the owner. However, he didn't expect that this strong man became more and more distorted, and Luo Lie could not help but feel a little angry. After a cold snorted, Luo Lie curled his lips and said, "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to punish me? Even Brother Ming doesn't dare to punish me!"

Luo Lie's words are not exaggerated. As the successor of the Jinshan Anliang Hall, Luo Lie and Zhao Daming, the acting leader of the New York Anliang Hall, are not only of the same generation, but also of the same level. Even if Luo Lie did something wrong, Zhao Daming had no right to punish him, so he could only report it to Cao Bin truthfully. After a person with a more stable temper, he should wake up after hearing Luo Lie's words, but Qin Gang was just a rash man. Not only could he not feel Luo Lie's aura, but he was furious. He rolled his sleeves and rushed forward, preparing to teach Luo Lie a lesson himself.

Qin Gang was born with five big and three thick, with wide shoulders and wide back, and Kong Wu was powerful. He was half a head taller than Luo Lie in terms of size, and a circle thicker than Luo Lie in terms of physique. He was even more amazing in practicing horizontal kung fu. If he fought with bare hands, no one in Anliang Hall in New York has won him.

Seeing that the conflict was inevitable, Luo Lie did not dare to neglect. He first took two steps back, then suddenly took action, sealed his eyes with his left fist and locked his throat with his right hand. The two consecutive moves were obviously false moves, and the purpose was to move the opponent's defensive center of gravity to the top, thus revealing the gap in the middle so that he could kick out the kick that ran towards the opponent's crotch.

However, Luo Lie had a short fist, and his trick of sealing his eyes and throat was still a little less threatening. Qin Gang groaned, and he didn't dodge or dodge, and punched Luo Lie.

Luo Lie had no choice but to withdraw his move and dodge.

Qin Gang went further and punched him again.

Luo Lie changed his Western boxing skills and quickly took a shattering step under his feet, bypassing Qin Gang, and further distanced.

Qin Gang's emotional intelligence in dealing with people is not high, but his IQ is not low during the battle. In just two rounds, he had already seen Luo Lie's intention, and wanted to rely on his youth and flexibility to consume my physical strength. There was no door! With another muffled groan, Qin Gang waved his fists and ejaculated towards Luo Lie like a storm.

Most of the things you practice horizontally are hard skills, such as the Golden Bell Cover Iron Sand Palm. These skills emphasize absolute power on both ends of offense and defense, but lack the exquisite tricks. In battle, there are indeed many flaws, but when the opponent attacks his own flaw, he only needs to fight back and forth, and the damage he suffers can be withstood, but the opponent cannot withstand his own attack.

Qin Gang's attack like a storm naturally revealed many flaws. When Luo Lie retreated and dodged, if he used a flying knife to face the enemy, he would have at least three chances to kill him in one blow. But Qin Gang said that he was his brother of An Liangtang. Even if Luo Lie was defeated, he would never show his flying knife.

Although the venue is wide and Luo Lie has enough space to dodge and resist, he suffered a lot of dark losses under Qin Gang's storm attack. Fortunately, the storm cannot continue, and when Qin Gang finally used up his breath, when Qin Gang was temporarily slowing down his fists and feet to adjust his breath, Luo Lie seized the opportunity, put his right fingers together, and shot it at Qin Gang's throat as a flying knife.

The speed was so fast that Qin Gang had no time to dodge, so he could only bear these two fingers.

When practicing horizontally, he practiced to the extreme, there was no weakness in his body. However, this kind of weakness was only relative, like the throat. If he wanted to block a heavy blow, he could only rely on his internal energy. However, when Luo Lie took action, it was when Qin Gang adjusted his breath. The internal energy in his body was just when the previous breath had faded and the next breath had not yet been generated, so the throat was naturally not strong.

Qin Gang was stunned in the distance, his face was painful, his body was filled with blood, but it seemed that an iron gate was set up in his throat, and he couldn't exhale or inhale.

If Luo Lie continued to attack at this time, Qin Gang would only have the ability to be beaten and never have the power to fight back. However, Luo Lienian also had the reason for the severe pain of his two fingers, so he did not continue to attack. Instead, he took a step back with his arms, looked at Qin Gang with a smile, and secretly clamped the two fingers with his arm and rubbed them to relieve the pain.

After a stalemate for a moment, Qin Gang finally took a breath, calmed down the tumbling blood in his body, and the pain on his face also subsided a lot. "Who are you?" He just recovered, but the trauma in his throat still existed. Qin Gang spoke very hard, and his voice was quite hoarse.

Luo Lie hugged and said, "Jinshan Anliangtang, Luo Lie!"
Chapter completed!