The effect of this palm was amazing, and even Fat Dun stared at Lu Menglin with surprise on his face, not knowing what to say at all.

Lu Menglin looked like a little grandmaster like Yue Linyuan, but when his eyes looked at those village ruffians again, wherever his eyes went, the people would desperately retreat.

The old village ruffian who opened the game hall was also startled, but he had finally seen some of the world outside, and he was almost fifty years old.

Moreover, in the final analysis, there are so many qigong practitioners and so many qigong masters in the whole country, but who has really seen such a vigorous scene?

Lu Menglin didn't squint, and ordered lightly: "Bring someone over!"

Fat Dun and his companions behind him were shocked and woke up like a dream.

The purpose of everyone's fight is to save Feng Nan and them, and now that Lu Daxia has suppressed the scene, of course he has to save people first.

Thinking of this, Fat Dun was the first to take a big step and ran straight to Feng Nan.

His brothers also rushed to rescue the other trapped ones.

At this moment, it is as if a silent pantomime is being staged on the long street.

Under Lu Menglin's shock, none of the village ruffians dared to step forward to stop them, and they looked at Fat Dun as if they were in a no-man's land, and helped Feng Nan and them, who were left in front by the village ruffians, back to the other side of the street.

At this time, the old village ruffian finally couldn't hold back a little, and pointed at Lu Menglin and said, "Don't be afraid! He's playing tricks! I know, it's magic, it's definitely magic!"

When everyone was told by him, they were a little nervous.

There are so many people in the village, how can they be frightened away by a fire?

Since the old village ruffian said that it was magic, then everyone regarded it as magic, at least if they thought about it this way, they would be better accepted psychologically.

So, those village ruffians silently took a few steps forward, and then took a few steps forward, and suppressed them again.

Seeing this scene, Wang Shaoxiao, who was hiding in the shop next to him, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Only he knew that Lu Menglin's palm just now was indeed magic, to be precise, it should be chemistry.

It was the white phosphorus powder that he and Lu Menglin stole in the chemistry laboratory of Liufang No. 1 Middle School when they were leaving.

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On the way, Lu Menglin discussed with him as quickly as possible, let's not fight, but we have to bluff people.

What is bluffing? It is to use white phosphorus powder, the ignition point of white phosphorus is very low, when white phosphorus meets the air, it will spontaneously combust after a while, so just now while everyone else was paying attention to Lu Menglin, the fat man Wang Shaoxiao ran to the side of the road and poured half a bottle of white phosphorus powder on the tree.

The time was just right, so when Lu Menglin split out with a palm, the white phosphorus powder on the tree just volatilized, igniting a majestic flame.

And the soy milk bottle in Lu Menglin's hand is, of course, also processed.

The principle is very simple, after soaking a long cotton thread in gasoline, wrapping it around the bottleneck of the glass bottle, and then igniting it with fire, when the gasoline is burned out, quickly soak the bottle in cold water, and steel quenching is a principle.

After quenching, the glass becomes brittle and can be broken with a light break by hand, let alone with a palm.

These are all the qigong revelations that Lu Menglin saw through the Internet in his previous life, just on the way over just now, Lu Menglin and Wang Shaoxiao prepared these two magic weapons in the shortest possible time, and then they went to the meeting alone, making it clear that they were trying to scare those village ruffians.

However, unexpectedly, these village ruffians did not seem to be completely frightened, especially under the bewitchment of the old village ruffian who jumped up and down, the crowd gradually gathered and began to move forward.

There are many people, the number of people on the other side is too much, everyone gathers together, emboldens each other, and it seems that the young grandmaster in front of him is not so terrifying.

And there was the old village ruffian who kept shouting, saying that it was magic just now, nothing remarkable, and encouraging everyone to join in.

Seeing that the situation was dangerous again, the fat dun and the others clenched their fists one after another, and couldn't help but sweat for Lu Menglin, who was blocking the front.

Lu Menglin was alone, facing the crowd that was pouring in from all directions, and his heart was slightly cold.

He knows very well that the more critical this moment is, the more he must calm down, and he must not show cowardice, if the momentum on his side is discharged, everyone will definitely be beaten into a pig's head.

Suddenly, Lu Menglin's eyes lit slightly, and his heart was settled.

Someone hiding in the crowd quickly exchanged glances with Lu Menglin, suddenly quickened his pace, crossed the crowd, and rushed towards Lu Menglin.

"I don't believe that you have qigong, you have a kind of gong to beat me!" The man's steps were fast, and he rushed to the front at once, and one side was big

shouted, while rushing towards Lu Menglin.

When the village ruffians saw that someone was willing to take the lead, they all couldn't help but slow down, wanting to see the reaction of the little qigong master.

What rushed out was a dark and thin little man, who looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was a stunned young man who was not afraid of heaven and earth.

He was wearing an old beige sweater with a white-washed collar and a pair of dirty black sweatpants underneath, which looked like the little guys in the village.

Anyway, Liufang's child would not be dressed so dirty, and he rushed out of the villagers, so almost everyone took it for granted that he was also a young man in the village.

Lu Menglin still looked like a calm and breezy master, and when the black and thin young man was about to rush closer, he shook his head with disdain and pointed out lightly.

Everyone on the whole street really saw it, and the thin black boy in the old beige sweater suddenly seemed to have been immobilized, and the whole person was nailed to the spot, motionless.

In the next moment, the thin black boy let out a terrible howl, and then rolled wildly on the ground with his stomach in his arms.

His miserable appearance is simply shocking to those who hear it, and those who see it crying, it is really realistic!

The crowd stopped abruptly, and all the villagers present saw the tragic situation of the black and thin boy, and they were all so frightened that they didn't dare to step forward after being killed.

Even the old village ruffian was dumbfounded, and a chill ran down his back.

"Oh my boy! This is a real qigong master!"

"It's definitely a point of space, I've seen it on TV. ”

"We are all ordinary people, mortals in the flesh, how can we afford to provoke such immortals!"

The villagers talked a lot, and their feet involuntarily retreated, and then retreated.

The black and thin boy let out a miserable howl like crying for his father and mother, rolling on the ground, pitiful to the extreme.

At this time, Lu Menglin smiled slightly and took the initiative to take two steps forward.

The crowd was so startled by his movements that they retreated again, and there was an uproar.

Lu Menglin walked up to the black and thin young man, kicked him lightly with his toes, and said lightly: "It's so noisy!"

At this step, the thin black boy immediately turned over, motionless, and there was no sound at all.

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