"What's wrong with your hand?"

Bai Junji walked over and took a closer look, "Look at this shape, it doesn't look like it was smashed by moving things, but it looks like it was kicked, did you fight with someone?"

He raised his leg and made a side kick almost exactly like Ding Lei, just like at the restoration scene, frowning slightly, "side kick...... The person you fight against is a sanda or karate?!"

Jiang Gongyin and the others found that Feng Manlou's arm was bruised, and they came over to ask what was going on.

Feng Manlou didn't expect President Bai to be so tall and burly, but he was as careful as a hair, and he judged that Ding Lei was practicing sanda and using a side kick just by the bruises on his arm!

From this point of view, the plot in which the masters in the novel judge the attacker from which sect and faction the attacker came from just by the scars is not all indiscriminate, but has a realistic basis!

"The president is really eye-catching, discerning, and admired. ”

Feng Manlou first slapped a horse before explaining, "In the afternoon, I met a gangster who bullied a disabled girl in the shantytown, and I was indignant and fought with him.

Unexpectedly, the man had practiced sanda for more than ten years, and when he was kicked carelessly, his hands turned blue.

But fortunately, in the end, I won't embarrass our Chuan Wu Society!haha!"

"Damn, isn't it, the disabled are bullied, that gangster is not afraid of having a child?!" Du Xinbai was shocked.

Li Fan, Ren Haoqiu and others also scolded a few words, and then praised Feng Manlou "Fight well, fight right, you are a hot-blooded man!"

"Kicking widows' doors, digging up graves, using domestic violence, bullying people with disabilities. This is the four major deficiencies in society, no matter which one is touched, it will make the people who grow flowers with a sense of justice and morality deeply spurn and despise it.

Bai Junji scratched his chin and said after a while: "Full Building, do you still have a unique skill that hasn't been revealed?"

"Huh?"

Feng Manlou's heart was shocked, and he said that this President Bai should be so powerful, and he even guessed the "Eighteen Dips in Clothes" he had just exchanged? !

"It stands to reason that no matter how hard you practice five-step boxing, it is impossible to win against a person who has practiced sanda for more than ten years. ”

Bai Junji crossed his hands on his chest, tilted his head slightly, and said, "Although Sanda has cut off all the killing moves that can kill and cripple in one move in Gu San's hands in order to adapt to the rules of modern competitive sports.

As a result, people who practice modern sanda are unable to exert maximum lethality in unlimited street fights like the martial artists who practice ancient sanda, and it is also difficult to outnumber the crowd.

But its power is still very strong in one-on-one, and there is no reason to lose to you as a beginner who only practices five steps behind closed doors. ”

He flicked the swollen biceps muscles of his left arm like steamed buns with his right index finger, and said the only possibility, "Unless that person is sick, or he has been practicing fishing for three days and drying nets for more than ten years, so that he has not started at all."

But judging from the bruises on your arms, the man's strength is not bad, and his movements are very standard, not like a sick man or a layman.

And your face is a little too clean, isn't it?

Someone who practices sanda always takes attacking the head as the first choice, and since you haven't dodged this side kick, it should be difficult to dodge his other attacks.

It's strange how the face is perfect and uninjured. ”

"Okay president, don't analyze, I've served you, can't I serve you.

Okay, what kind of president are you of the Chuanwu Society, it's clearly the Sherlock Holmes of the Detective Agency!"

Feng Manlou's forehead was sweating, as if he was not wearing clothes, knowing that his plan to hide a hand was completely useless, he simply raised his hand and surrendered,

"Let me tell you the truth, in fact, in addition to practicing five-step boxing, I have also been studying a kung fu called 'Eighteen Falls of Clothes'.

The reason why I didn't say it yesterday was because I felt that I hadn't practiced for 10,000 hours, and I would be timid when I played.

The guy who fought against me today was really tight, and as soon as I went up, I was kicked away by his side kick, and in a hurry, I fell off my clothes.

And guess what?!

The results are surprisingly good!

I knocked him to the ground with a move of 'Mustang Bumping into the Groove', didn't give him a chance to get up, and chased him with a slam step, and the battle was solved in an instant, so there was no injury on his face at all. ”

There was silence in the Chuanwu Society, and after a while, Ren Haoqiu, whose legs were shaking like chaff, shouted: "Crazy, you kid is too cunning, don't you practice the five-step boxing to the top, you will actually get your clothes and fall eighteen?!"

Du Xinbai, Li Fan, and Li Nan asked curiously: "Three balls, what kind of kung fu is it that you are getting wet and eighteen falls, is it very powerful?"

Ren Haoqiu shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know either." ”

"Damn, I don't know what you're talking about, we thought you knew?!" the three of them raised their middle fingers in disdain.

"Cut, there's no rule that you can't express your feelings if you don't know. "Ren Haoqiu's face magic skill, which is not afraid of boiling water, successfully dissolves the contempt Dafa.

Yang Kuo and Guan Ping also walked over. Yang Kuo asked: "The eighteen dips in your practice are eighteen dips in Tai Chi?"

"I don't know about this, I'm practicing indiscriminately following online videos. Feng Manlou scratched his head, "What, is there also eighteen dips in Taijiquan?"

He really didn't know that there were also eighteen dips in Tai Chi, because it wasn't written in the system.

Yang Kuo and Guan Ping glanced at each other, and Yang Kuo said: "It's convenient to practice, no, I want to see what kind of clothes you have practiced." ”

Feng Manlou said in his heart that he was known anyway, and the drill was practiced, they were all friends, and they were not afraid.

Who knew that as soon as he moved, he was stopped by Bai Junji.

"Man Lou's arm is not lightly injured, and it will inevitably be injured on top of injury, so let's wait for him to get better and practice later. ”

Yang Kuo forgot about this stubble, and smiled apologetically at Chaofeng Manlou, "It's my negligence, Manlou, you let Junji heal you first, and it's not too late to practice tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." ”

Will President Bai still heal?

Feng Manlou and the others felt that they had discovered a big secret of the Martial Arts Society again.

"Hehe, when the ancestors walked the darts, it was inevitable that there would be a bump, headache and brain fever, and sometimes they couldn't find a doctor in the remote waterways for a while, so they could only heal themselves, and over time they summed up a set of local methods that worked. ”

Bai Junji explained with a smile, and took Feng Manlou to the side and sat down.

I pulled out a medicine box from under my chair and opened it.

Feng Manlou took a look and found that the box was full of things that were used by old bone-setting doctors.

Dog skin plaster, silver needles, fire pots, and a bottle of medicinal wine soaked in unknown bones, brown and orange, still wafting a faint aroma of wine with the cork stuffed!

Bai Junji asked clearly how Feng Manlou felt the pain, whether it was a stinging or dull pain, and then he plucked it with his hand, then poured some medicinal wine and rubbed it vigorously in his palm.

The weight of the strength is so heavy that the painful wind is full of grinning teeth.

"Hey, president, can you light it up, I feel like my bones are being crushed by you!"

"No, I'm not only dissipating stasis, but also relaxing my muscles and activating my nerves, which doesn't work. ”

"Relax the muscles and activate the nerves, I'm afraid it's not the wrong bones, right?!It hurts, it hurts!"

Jiang Gongyu and the three of them gloated.

Guan Ping said: "Manlou, you put your heart in your stomach."

Junji's level of treatment for bruises is not inferior to that of the director of the orthopedic department of the big hospital, give him a rub, a rub, a burn and a prick, and keep you to heal for two days, without leaving any sequelae!"

"What's the matter, you still have to burn and slam, aren't you kidding me?!"

Bai Junji smiled evilly, poured some medicinal wine in his palm and quickly rubbed it open, then took out the lighter and lit it.

"Whew" softly!

His left hand lit up with an orange-red flame.

I saw him put his palms together and quickly pulled to the sides, and an orange-red fire snake flashed away in front of Feng Manlou's eyes.

Feng Manlou only felt that a wave of heat slapped on his face, his eyelashes were about to burn, and before he could drop his jaw, Bai Junji's "Flame Palm" had already been kneaded on his forearm again.

"It's amazing, it's like looking at Huang Huihong!" Ren Haoqiu shouted!

"Well, the two have the same end, both are roast pigs, Mao Sanyu Dafa. Yang Kuo nodded.