"But what do I think, Xuanwu slaughtering you is just like slaughtering chickens. ”

Chu Yun's faint voice slowly echoed in the room. Song Qiang only felt that the air in the room was instantly stagnant.

No way!

This guy is a little flustered!

Chu Yun's sudden words made Song Qiang directly stunned.

I said, little brother, what the hell are you trying to make trouble about?

Do you know who this person is in front of you? His teacher is Qi Weitong, the contemporary head of Wing Chun, this Qi Weitong is as famous as Wei Shan and Wei Taiji in Jiangdong, and he has to be so angry to paralyze me, the commander of the military region.

Are you a descendant here, frowning at him directly?

I'm going to be the next Olympics, aren't you looking for a draw?

Song Qiang was afraid that Sun Wenbin would be mad, and he beat Chu Yun to death in a fit of anger, and it would be difficult to explain to Chu Lao this time, so Song Qiang quickly stood up and scolded angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Old man Sun, you dare to provoke, don't hurry up and apologize to Old Man Sun. There are a lot of old man Sun, as long as you apologize, I believe that old man Sun will definitely not bother with you. ”

"Don't apologize yet!" Song Qiang hurriedly urged.

"Apologize?" Chu Yun's faint eyes swept over, and then he shook his head and smiled, "He's not worthy!"

I'm fucking you!

Bad pen, you?

Song Qiang is simply crazy, the first time he has seen such a young man? Song Qiang feels that Sun Wenbin is enough to pretend to be forced, and now that he looks at it, compared with Chu Yun, Sun Wenbin's ability to pretend to be forced is Tuo Xiang?

Sure enough, after hearing Chu Yun's words, Sun Wenbin finally couldn't help it, and then exploded. As soon as he slapped the table, he stood up and yelled at Chu Yun, "Boy, what a big breath?"

"Who gave you the confidence to dare to speak to me like this?"

"Do you know who my Sun Wenbin is. Or don't I deserve it?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm a teacher of Qi Weitong. Do you know who Qi Weitong is? The person in charge of the Wing Chun lineage of the Southern School is as famous as Wei Shan and Wei Taiji in Jiangdong!"

"You yellow-mouthed boy, how dare you speak out here?"

Sun Wenbin's eyes widened with anger, and the anger in his heart rushed out. In a fit of rage, even the glass coffee table in front of him was shattered inch by inch under Sun Wenbin's hands.

No way!

Master Sun, is this going to be a meritorious person?

Nima, Song Qiang was frightened, and quickly stood up and grabbed Sun Wenbin. If this is really done, the guy introduced by Old Man Chu will be disabled if he is not killed.

Sun Wenbin's six disciples were also terrified, and Sun Wenbin's slap on the table just now scared one of them directly off the sofa.

"Teacher, stop your anger!"

These six students broke out in a cold sweat, after following Sun Wenbin for so many years, it was the second time they had seen their teacher so angry. When they first met, it was not long after they had just apprenticed, and then their own master was abducted by one of Sun Wenbin's apprentices. Nima was cuckolded by his own apprentice, Sun Wenbin was going crazy at that time, all the disciples were beaten by Sun Wenbin, and finally Sun Wenbin lay in bed for a few months before he came to his senses.

Therefore, Sun Wenbin still has no queen, and he is a single. Moreover, because of that incident, Sun Wenbin is still haunted by it. For people with the same surname as the disciple who abducted his wife at the beginning, they all saw one and beat one another.

The whole room exploded at this moment, and Song Qiang and the six disciples all stopped Sun Wenbin: "Calm down, Old Sun." ”

Paralysis!

"He is open-mouthed, you say that you are so old, why are you angry with a junior?" Song Qiang smiled bitterly, pulling Sun Wenbin but couldn't help persuading.

However, in the face of the furious Sun Wenbin, Chu Yun was still calm and light. Even the scene where Sun Wenbin smashed the table with one palm just now did not set off the slightest wave in Chu Yun's heart, and he looked calm, as if everything that happened in front of him had nothing to do with him.

However, when Chu Yun heard Sun Wenbin say Wei Taiji, he suddenly smiled softly, looked at Sun Wenbin, and said slowly: "Wei Taiji?"

"You mean Wei Shan, Wei Taiji?" Chu Yun looked at him playfully.

"Hmph, it's good to know him!"

Sun Wenbin snorted angrily and continued to say proudly: "Huaxia martial arts is broad and profound. South Wing Chun, North Tai Chi!"

"The old man Wei Taiji is the person who carries the Taiji in the north, and my teacher Qi Wei is also the head of the Wing Chun in the south. ”

"My Sun Wenbin is the only disciple of my master. ”

"You yellow-mouthed boy, how do you know my might?"

"Why don't you get down on your knees and apologize to me. ”

"For Commander Song's sake, maybe I will spare you again. Sun Wenbin's face was extremely pale, and he said angrily to Chu Yun.

Song Qiang also hurriedly gave Chu Yun a look: "Since you know how powerful Master Wei and Master Qi are, why don't you apologize to Sun Lao." He is Master Qi's true disciple, you junior, you are so impulsive, you actually offended him!"

Song Qiang sighed, but hurriedly urged Chu Yun to apologize quickly.

Chu Yun shook his head and laughed softly: "Commander Song, I think you have misunderstood. ”

"I wanted to say that Wei Taiji is dead. ”

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense!" Song Qiang is about to go crazy, he just feels that his scalp is numb, this bastard boy can talk about it, people take out Wei Taiji's name and pretend to be forced, you just say that Wei Taiji is dead. Next sentence, do you still want to say that Wei Taiji was killed by you, damn it, you can't talk nonsense like this?

However, Song Qiang never expected that Chu Yun's next words had almost made Song Qiang collapse.

"I'm just telling the truth, why did I talk nonsense?"

"Before, Wei Taiji insulted my friend and was killed by me in front of the Jiangdong Military Region in two moves. ”

"Shut up, you said you killed Master Wei, you might bring the body out for us to see!" Sun Wenbin's six disciples were also almost crazy, standing up and yelling at Chu Yun.

Chu Yun still shook his head and smiled slowly: "If you want to see the corpse, I'm afraid you won't have that chance." That night, I cast a spell, and Wei Shan's corpse was already burned under my burning fire..."Speaking of this, Chu Yun paused, and then Sen Han's laughter slowly sounded in the room, "There is not even a scum left." ”

In the room, after a quiet moment, only Chu Yunsen's cold voice slowly echoed in it.

"This pen!"

"It's over, it's over!"

Nima, Song Qiang is about to kneel, Chu Yun is offending Sun Wenbin in the death. As soon as people borrowed Wei Taiji's name to pretend to be a coercion, Chu Yun said with a backhand that Wei Taiji didn't burn him and didn't even have slag left.

Damn, is this a slap in the face? This is a kicking exercise, right?

How can this be saved!

Chu Yun looked like he was going to be killed today. Song Qiang was extremely helpless.

Sure enough, the next moment, Sun Wenbin, who was already on the verge of going berserk, immediately turned red with a pair of old eyes, lifted the table, and roared angrily: "Junior, you are looking for death!"

In the midst of the loud shouting, Sun Wenbin picked up a punch and smashed it towards Chu Yun wildly.

"Calm down, Old Sun!"

Song Qiang wanted to stop again, but Sun Wenbin flew up and kicked Song Qiang out directly, and an iron fist was still unstoppable towards Chu Yun.

Chu Yun stood there, above his delicate face, looking at Sun Wenbin with a smile.

It wasn't until Sun Wenbin's iron fist had arrived in front of him that Chu Yun bent down lightly, and Sun Wenbin's iron fist brushed Chu Yun's body and ran past, but with a bang, it smashed on the sandbag behind Chu Yun.

The sandbag made of fine sand shook violently under Sun Wenbin's punch. You must know that the young man kicked with all his strength just now, and he was about to break his foot, but the sandbag was tattooed, but now he was almost overturned by Sun Wenbin's punch.

"This old man Sun, what a deep skill!"

Song Qiang got up from the ground holding his stomach, but he couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene, thinking that it was good that Chu Yun went away and dodged, otherwise with this punch, he would have to beat Chu Yun's intestines out.

"Boy, it's too late to apologize. ”

"Hurry up, didn't you see the strength of Sun Lao's punch?" Song Qiang still persuaded behind, this is his place, if Chu Yun is killed here, he really can't explain to Chu Lao.

Chu Yun stood with his hands in his hands, ignoring Song Qiang's words, but looked at Sun Wenbin and smiled faintly: "You keep saying that you are the heir of Wing Chun, but from the punch you just made, you can know that for Wing Chun, you only know the skin, not the essence." ”

"What are you talking about?" Sun Wenbin's eyes were about to widen, and he roared angrily.

Chu Yun ignored him, still chuckled: "Tai Chi, strong and dark energy, take the route of playing slow and fast." Wing Chun, stormy, good hair...."