Chapter 16 [Mold Moon] (I)

The man who was talking was very young, wearing a casual suit, standing in a casual manner, showing a rude look in his handsomeness.

When Xiaohu heard his Mandarin speaking, he immediately knew that he was from another place. The stupidity from outside was more ignorant than the black man, so he jumped out and stood up. He was too lazy to even say something. What he needed to do was very simple, just beat him and regret jumping out to act as a hero.

Xiaohu stepped on Boss Wei's cheek with one foot, and his body did not move, and his right fist pierced straight at the bridge of the visitor's nose. According to his thoughts, this thin young man would not waste his second punch.

However, to his surprise, the young man's body flashed his head very flexibly. Although his movements were a little unsightly, it still aroused Xiaohu's vigilance.

He and Brother Kui are both Boss Hong, and they are both teachers and friends. His strength is not as good as Brother Kui, but his punching speed is the fastest person under Boss Hong because his explosive power and upper limb strength are good. Of course, this is related to his practice of stance and punching for 500 times a day.

Ordinary people can't avoid even if they stare at his fist with all their energy. As for those with some small experience, if they have not practiced a routine similar to the gossip stoop, even if they do not avoid the front hand fist, if they use up their strength, they will definitely not be able to escape with one punch in the back hand.

Generally speaking, the front hand fist's strength is smaller, the speed is faster and the strength is small, and the peak fist is the pioneer of the back hand heavy punch.

Xiaohu had to put away his contempt, retracted his left foot that was trampling on Boss Wei's face, and pushed the ground hard with his right foot, driving his waist to the left, mobilizing the inertia of his body, and punching a backhand fist with the flow. The process was coherent and rapid.

But his backhand punch was still unsuccessful.

Xiaobai said "surprise" lightly and sat upright. Brother Kui's eyes narrowed, his expression still showed disdain.

Although the thin young man avoided two consecutive quick punches, his lower plate was not very stable, and he staggered for two steps. At this time, a heavy voice came out of the quiet lobby: "Push the punch, straight line in the middle."

Anyone in the thin man, who heard the charge, took advantage of his opponent's punching force and had already approached Xiaohu with a forward lunge, and then a rotating punch hit Xiaohu's heart. This straight line is the shortest attack distance, the fastest speed, and the most direct strike. He can even occasionally fight with the weak. Xiaohu's face changed and he swung his arms in a hurry to block it.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound. The two of them retreated together.

In terms of skills, strength, and strength, Han Weidong can defend and attack without losing his advantage, which is a reminder of luck and Gu Shaobing.

At this moment, the guests near the private room No. 1 felt a little darker on their heads, as if a giant bird was passing by the chandelier, blocking the light.

In an instant, they saw Brother Kui suddenly flew out. The young man with an extremely flexible figure just now dodged with all his strength, but was still kicked in the hip by his ankle, and he fell to the ground and slid for more than ten meters.

"Little bastard, I'm looking for death!" Brother Kui took a quick step and stomped on Han Weidong's body. If this kick was stomped, Han Weidong's stomach would have to sleep in bed and drink half a year of internal injury medicine to replenish wine.

Boss Wei, who had just raised his head from the coffee table, shouted loudly: "No! Brother Kui..."

Han Weidong changed his smile and shouted to the west of the hall, "Brother..."

"Hmph! You lazy guy!" Before the voice fell, a muffled sound came from the west of the hall. A rough figure spread his wings like a big eagle, rushed towards Kuige, bringing out a sensation of wind, like a bellows suddenly started.

When Brother Kui heard the news, he changed his color and suddenly closed his legs. He temporarily changed the kicking angle. He bowed his left leg and kicked his right leg towards the shadow.

"Puff!" Everyone felt a flash in front of them. Brother Kui's leg was slapped by a palm, and he staggered back four or five steps, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the person coming.

The person who came to checked a common buzz cut, his short hair was like a brush, and his broad shoulders were full of black jackets. He stood there like a high wall. He didn't even look at Brother Kui, but turned his head to stare at Han Weidong and said in a deep voice: "I told you three years ago that the foundation of practicing martial arts is impossible to make any mistakes. If you persist every day, a lunge and a horse stance would be like a few feet of roots, and you can't push it down. Even if his legs hit you, he will be the one who retreated."

"Brother...hehe! Didn't you be busy before? You couldn't calm down. Now I'm calm down. I promise..." Han Weidong still got close to Gu Shaobing as if no one was around.

"I'm so angry!" Brother Kui roared and rushed towards Gu Shaobing, using his fists and feet. He used all his strength to do so. He did not seek to fight the enemy in one battle, but at least he would suppress the opponent's arrogance.

Gu Shaobing's body suddenly sank, and he pierced a horse stance that was too ordinary, and his right fist flashed out...

This punch had no skill and directly hit Kuige's fist.

Brother Kui was both surprised and happy. What was shocked was that he had never encountered such a fighting method, using fists to punch and winning with strong fists. He could not guarantee that his fists would definitely beat his opponent, but he believed in his feet because his feet had already hit the opponent's waist when the two fists were about to intersect.

"Bang!" Brother Kui laughed proudly. No matter how hard your fist is, it is useless. Suddenly, he seemed to notice something was wrong. He felt that what he kicked was not his body, but a hard iron plate.

Then, his crazy laughter had not dissipated, and his beloved body was recoiled like a rooster with a head defeated.

Gu Shaobing was pressing up like a mountain, and his straight punch changed to a fist. With a loud bang, he hit Kui Ge's left shoulder. He could only hear a crisp sound. Half of Kui Ge's shoulders were like loofahs floating in the wind, and there was nowhere to exert force.

"Stop!" Xiaohu and Xiaobai rushed up from left and right.

Gu Shaobingmu's eyes turned cold, and his whole body emitted a whizzing and pressure that filled the entire bar. His left fist carried a sound of breaking the wind, poking Xiaohu's heart with the shortest, most straightest, fastest and most powerful force; his left leg instantly threw Xiaobai's lower plate, and then retreated from the center of the three-person handover, as if he had never moved.

But Xiaobai and Xiaohu were like mice caught by rats, lying on the ground and wailing.

There was a dead silence in the bar, and then there was warm applause and cheers. Whether it was the waiter or the guest of the bar, he was frightened by the tyranny of Ma*** in Qingyuan. He did not dare to stand out, but it did not mean that they did not hate the unscrupulousness of this group of people in their hearts.

In recent years, there are not many people who are brave, have some money and some kung fu, and have to kill horses and kill horses, but no one has ever succeeded.

Boss Wei was shocked with Gu Shaobing's fierce skills, and even forgot his life to humiliate his enemies. Seeing Han Weidong, Colonel Yu and the other three rushed up to surround Gu Shaobing. Before he could stretch his face, he immediately looked at the bar gate in fear and ran over quickly, "Leave quickly, someone will come soon..."

Colonel Yu said proudly: "How many people will give it to you for free. Are you the boss? Today we will help you..."

Han Weidong glanced at him with contempt and interrupted, "Didn't we agree to wash our hands and blackmail?"

Boss Wei said anxiously: "The police must be coming. As soon as they lose, the police will appear. This is no longer a secret in Qingyuan. Leave quickly, it is best to leave the city immediately..."

Whenever he finished speaking, two rapid brake sounds came from the bar door. Then, more than a dozen policemen rushed in.
Chapter completed!