Chapter 18 [Mold Moon] (III)

The man who came in was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a strong neck and long legs, and was strong and powerful. He looked like a "hero of the world" who could run on his arms. With his squid face and his domineering eyes, anyone who saw it would be afraid of it first.

"Master Hong——"

"Hong, you are paralyzed, go!" The strong man Lun slapped his palm-shaped slap and slapped Wei Hongwu with a "slap".

Wei Hongwu's body of more than 160 pounds was slapped away, and he slid more than ten meters in front of the smooth bar, and his speed was still unabated. He was about to hit the granite base of the No. 1 box...

A figure was like a heavenly soldier flying in the air. It shot to the base of the platform quickly and accurately raised his hand to cover Wei Hongwu. Then he helped him up, who was so scared that he was weak, gently patted Wei Hongwu, and said in a gentle voice: "Go back to the bar and stay, don't interfere."

The giant-like strong man's eyes lit up, staring at this man who was level with his shoulders. A long-lost sense of excitement arose in his heart. Although he has enjoyed Ma Guohao's high salary and stability in recent years and has used him to take action in a very small number of times, his life in the martial arts school has not easily abraded.

According to ordinary people's eyes, except for his tall and strong body, Gu Shaobing's appearance looks no different from the one carrying cement on a construction site.

"No matter who I send you to cause trouble. I am a person who cherishes talents, so I give you more choice." He was imposing and said in a decisive tone of looking down: "One; from today on, you can spare your mistakes and enjoy wealth; Two; follow my old rules, break your legs or arms and throw them out of Qingyuan City..."

Gu Shaobing was extremely calm and didn't even frown. However, Han Weidong couldn't help but curse, "You are all mad, drink your own urine. The whole Xihai dares to show off in front of my elder brother, you are the first one. Brother, you will beat him up like a turtle to crawl out."

Colonel Yu and Liu Jing grinned, and Yu Liu guests and waiters from the bar quietly hid away after Brother Hong came in, but Wei Hongwu was frowning in the bar. He had seen Brother Hong's powerful skills more than once.

Until now, no one in Qingyuan City knows who the surname Hong is named. He only knows that he became famous overnight three years ago. He beat the "street owner" on the street of the cinema at that time with one-on-one 10 in front of Qingyuan Cinema, and howled with more than a dozen men. In the afternoon, he picked up the sign of the only martial arts school in Qingyuan. The principal of the martial arts school broke his legs and the three coaches were shy away that day. In the early morning, he fought against more than twenty security guards in the largest nightclub of that year. He was the number one hero Ma Guohao was unsuccessful.

Gu Shaobing was not used to someone to speak when he was taking action. He made a silence gesture to Han Weidong, took a step forward slowly, and said lightly: "I am used to talking with my fists!"

Brother Hong suddenly laughed loudly, "You are very talented."

At this time, the door of the bar was quickly opened by two men in suits, and a group of men with arrogant walking postures entered one after another. They surrounded a man in his early thirties, with a terrifying momentum. Everyone in the bar couldn't help but feel suffocated. The tough Brother Hong was also slightly moved, his tight body relaxed slightly, and he opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Ma is here too."

In fact, when Jin Yang saw this man for the first time, he guessed who he was. Because his face and appearance were completely the same as Ma Guofu, he was only whiter and younger than Ma Guofu, and his eyes were also very different due to the different environments of the two brothers.

"Old Hong! I heard that you are going to take action, I don't want to miss this opportunity." Ma Guohao casually found an empty seat and sat down. Then his eyes moved to Gu Shaobing. He looked back at the sluggish-looking Brother Kui and Xiaohu, "You three can't beat him one?"

Brother Kui's expression was embarrassed and he stopped talking...

So he looked at Gu Shaobing again. Although he was not a martial artist, he had a group of thugs who practiced boxing and legs, so he naturally had a little vision - a wide face with a solid outline, a straight and thick nose bridge, a thick lips, and a short and hard thorny thorn on his chin. When Gu Shaobing looked down from the curtain, he seemed to be a strong construction worker, without any special temperament that he showed. But if you take a closer look, you will find that he had a murderous aura after being tempered by the underground black fist, which was definitely different from the nature of a warrior who started martial arts by hearing the chicken.

"Old Hong! Don't be too ruthless. Just give them some colors and see. You should give them some face. You should give Director *** some face." Ma Guohao never thought about losing, and his tone was filled with a domineering aura that he wanted to take.

"What a fucking pretending!" A contempt voice broke out from the deck in the northwest corner.

The whole audience was in an uproar!

His eyes were swiping towards the half-high platform in the northwest. Whose brain was burned out? Isn’t this just asking for a shot?

When Meng Haiqing couldn't help but spit out the two words, Yu Shangxian and Jin Yang looked at each other and smiled secretly.

Young Master Meng always thought he was the No. 1 yamen in Yunxi area, no one. Now he suddenly saw someone who was more arrogant than him and was in a small county town. He had reason to despise him and even killed him in an instant.

But after complaining, he began to regret it again. He was not afraid of Ma Guohao. But now there is no one around him nor is he used to raising thugs, and the other party has a lot of thugs. If the other party is arbitrary or does not understand the status of the Yunxi Oilfield Administration in the Yunxi area, wouldn’t he be fooled? Although he mocked him a little, he had good adaptability and immediately lowered his head and called Director Sheng...

Ma Guohao narrowed his eyes and looked at the dim Northwest Detachment with the wall lights, and said coldly: "Tear his bird beak." As soon as the voice fell, the three men rushed towards the Northwest Detachment.

Yu Shangxian exchanged glances with Jin Yang again. The two of them suddenly stood up fearlessly and looked down at the three men who were about to rush up the steps, "You are not qualified to attack Mr. Meng."

Jin Yang even slapped his chest and said boldly: "Down with me first."

Meng Shao looked at them with gratitude. There are such interesting buddies in today's society! Good luck! He was also infected, stood up, pointed at Ma Guohao, and said arrogantly: "Boy, do you want to inquire about my name first? My name is Meng Haiqing, and the Yunxi Oilfield Management Bureau is my territory."

"You are Meng Shao...ret back." Ma Guohao's eyes changed, and he repelled three subordinates, saying with great grace: "Meng Shao's reputation is indeed a golden sign in Yunxi. If you laugh at me, just think that I am the landlord of Qingyuan. Maybe everyone can become friends in the future..."

Seeing that the other party was a sensible person, Meng Haiqing calmed down and became more arrogant. She looked coldly, "Who is the fucking friend of the gutter rat like you!"

The name "gutter rat" is the nickname of oil thieves in oil fields. The oil thieves are hiding at daytime and coming out at night, and live like mice. It is a method of ridicule that most devastating people's self-esteem.

Ma Guohao was so angry that his whole body was trembling, his eyebrows were twitching, and he was about to attack. A sharp brake sounded outside the bar gate. Everyone was shocked. Who else came?

If Gu Shaobing looks like a sharp blade, then the group of people coming in look like a cluster of vertical javelins.

Although the distance was far, the two men standing in the center of the venue received the fastest power from them - it was a series of loud trumpets, unyielding courage, and invincible belief.

Even though Gu Shaobing was still as moving as a mountain, a spark suddenly flashed through his pupils, glancing at the man walking in front.

This man is naturally Huo Tianzuo, known as the Southwest Cheetah. This time he only brought one squad of soldiers, and they all took off their special camouflage uniforms and wore a grass-green round-neck shirt, but he still couldn't hide the awesome righteousness that penetrated their bones.

Ma Guohao was also shocked by the group of shocked rushers for a moment and forgot to speak. Although he quickly reacted, he could no longer take back the dominance on the field.

Huo Tianzuo narrowed his eyes and looked around, but he didn't see Jin Yang. As soon as his eyes changed, he saw a man on the Northwest Gacan seat waved his hand at him. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"The bar is very lively, sit down and rest!" After saying that, he took the lead and sat down nearby, then looked at the two tough men standing in the middle of the bar with ease. When his eyes fell on Huo Tianzuo, he was slightly stunned, his eyes full of appreciation.

Gu Shaobing had long been impatient to stand in the bar. Finally, everyone calmed down, and a deep disgust flashed through his eyes. He hated fighting, but sometimes he had to fight.

"I don't have time to continue listening to you nonsense, let's start fighting." He said, hooking his finger at Brother Hong.

Brother Hong saw this contemptuous gesture, his accumulated anger erupted out, and his tall and strong figure galloped towards Gu Shaobing like a galloping horse.

Huo Tianzuo was slightly moved and said to the soldier who sat in a regular position behind him, "Look clearly, this giant man has a skill in practicing kung fu. In ancient times, there was a terrifying name called "Golden Bell Cover, Iron Cloth Shirt" and so on. In fact, he had thick muscles and strong ability to resist strikes. The boxing power of a hundred pounds could not hit him at all..."

It was probably because Gu Shaobing's reaction that made him confused. He stopped explaining and stared at the war between the two big men on the field seriously.

When Brother Hong started, Gu Shaobing rushed towards the other party in the same way.

The two of them had almost no difference in their movements. It was like two crazy galloping horses colliding head-on while galloping at high speed, making a heavy impact sound with "bang!"

The sound was dull but it still made people's ears numb.

The slightly shorter body is as calm as a mountain lance. The one who takes three steps back is Brother Hong, who is taller.

A burst of surprise came from the bar.

Han Weidong took the opportunity to applaud, "Boss is mighty!"

Ma Guohao was disappointed. This was the first time he saw someone surpassing Brother Hong in terms of physical strength and strength at the same time.

The three young men on the Northwest Deck couldn't help but shout at the same time: "Okay!"

An unprecedented shame pressed down on Brother Hong like a mountain, and the Moulin Mound bar suddenly became silent so that only his breathing was left.

Someone suddenly turned on the headlights that were turned on after the bar closed. The huge light made the two people in the center of the venue blink together. At the same time, Brother Hong roared and rushed forward, swung his fists with a force of thousands of pounds. The power of this attack seemed to destroy a thousand-pound huge rock, like a sudden wind, causing the hanging ornaments above the bar to float gently...

The moment when the fists approached, Gu Shaobing's strong body turned beautifully like a weak and boneless dancer, bent backwards beautifully, and dodged his fierce blast at a critical moment. One of his right leg kicked out at an incredible angle.

The legs were harshly traveling through Brother Hong's floating top.
Chapter completed!