A cold breath came out of the disciple's nose: "You're a blackhead, hehe, you're so famous, aren't you just a fucking little cub who has been in society for a few days? Don't play with the flowers, if you have the ability, let's practice with your subordinates, don't fucking cry dad and call the police if your arms and legs are broken!"

More than a dozen disciples also stood up in an uproar, ready to start a big fight, they came to smash the field, but they didn't find an excuse, and now the senior brother Dong Biao has succeeded in provoking and is just doing it. They are all disciples who have followed Ye Daru for more than three years, and the kung fu in their hands is not simple, and they can be caught when dealing with a few gangsters.

Dong Biao is Ye Daru's proud disciple, he used to be a gangster, and later after a fight with Ye Daru, he was deeply impressed, and simply knocked his head on the ground and worshiped the master, he had learned Shaolin boxing for a few years before, and he had a foundation, plus Ye Daru's *, the iron sand palm also had a certain realm, and the people in Baichuan City gave him the nickname Little Iron Hand, which was also well-known.

The black head took off his coat with a black face, revealing a body of muscles and the black tiger on it, which looked majestic enough. He saw that there were more than a dozen people on the other side, and there were only a dozen brothers on his side, and if it was about strength, it might be too far apart. So he chose to go head-to-head, it is impossible to defeat Dong Biao, but as long as he parries him a few times, it will not be a big shame.

Dong Biao sneered, stretched out a little thumb to the black head, and pursed his mouth, saying with contempt. The black head lowered his head and stared at his palm, suddenly shouted, and rushed over like a fierce tiger, Dong Biao's size is not small, he is stronger than himself, and the black head also pondered, since they are iron hand gates, is the kung fu on the legs a little worse?

So he rushed up and didn't use his fist, but kicked Dong Biao's ankle with a sweeping leg, although he didn't know martial arts, but he had a lot of fights and had a certain amount of actual combat experience, and it was not easy to see this. But Dong Biao's kung fu is too high, and he is not on the same level as the black head at all.

As soon as he turned his body, he dodged the black head's sweeping legs, and his right palm slammed on the black head's back, and the black head spurted out a mouthful of blood, and staggered forward a few steps before he could barely stand firm, and his face instantly turned as white as paper. The people next to him exclaimed, they didn't expect this Dong Biao to be so heavy, although the black-headed Wu stood on his own, his legs trembled slightly, obviously the injury was not light, but he was just strong to support himself.

Liu Xiaoer and Zhang Heng immediately turned red-eyed, and they didn't care about fighting alone, so they rushed over like crazy, they knew that they were invincible, and they just relied on a bloody nature. Dong Biao snorted coldly, and suddenly strode up to meet him, with both palms out, the two rushed too fast, and they didn't even have time to dodge, they were fighting on the streets, and it was not easy to meet a master at all.

Dong Biao's two palms really hit the chests of the two of them, and the two of them flew out alive, and the big guys heard the sound of bones breaking, and these two blows broke at least two ribs for each of them. Dong Biao has always been ruthless and has never been merciful, which is also another origin of his nickname of Little Iron Hand.

The other brothers of the black head are really strong enough, shouting, and rushing over like moths to the fire, Dong Biao smiled: "Is the group beating?" Before the words fell, the junior brothers behind him also rushed out immediately, they all have kung fu under their hands, these brothers with the black head are far from being opponents, and they are knocked down with three punches and two feet.

The following is such a mess, and finally alarmed Wang Sanren and Wu Karen and them, because the gym has just opened, it is inevitable that some gangsters will come to make trouble, and they will all be driven away by the blackheads, and they will be driven away by both soft and hard, of course, there are times when they can't avoid doing it, and those gangsters are the opponents of the blackheads, and they are all cleaned up and obedient.

So Wang Sanren didn't care about them, thinking that they were just a little hooligan who came to make trouble. So despite the excitement below, and the screams of the guests one after another, Wang Sanren was still immersed in the good memories of last night and enjoyed himself in the rocking chair. Wu Karen and the three of them concentrated on practicing, and they were also deaf to the noise, they had endured with Wang San for so long, and they were also contaminated with a little of the master's ruthlessness.

Or did Wu Karen hear the wrong voice, and hurriedly ran to the staircase to take a look, this look startled him, only to see a group of white-clothed people below, who were surrounding the black head and waiting for a few brothers to kick and kick it, and a forty-year-old man sitting on the side, but the big horse golden knife didn't know where it came from?

hurriedly shouted: "Master, master, no, it's Ye Daru who smashes the field below, it's Ye Daru of the Iron Hand Gate!" If you don't talk about Wu Karen, this kid, he guesses eight or nine at a glance, and he also knows that the one sitting is Ye Daru, one of the four famous players, the head of the Iron Hand Gate, for a little kung fu fan like them, it is a legend-like existence.

It is said that Wu Karen also wanted to come with Ye Daru at the beginning, but his conditions were not qualified at all, and when they saw it, they asked him to go home first to lose weight and lose 160 pounds before going.

He said in his heart that if Lao Tzu wants to lose weight, he still needs to learn this bullshit kung fu from you, and he never went again in a fit of anger, and waited until the opening of the Baili martial arts hall before he came to join in the fun, but he didn't expect Master Wang Sanren to pick it at all, and he made him lose weight successfully, I really don't know which cloud will rain.

Wang San stood up slowly, walked to the staircase and saw the tragic situation of the black head and the others, and immediately frowned, and suddenly his feet flashed, and he went directly to the bottom of the stairs, and then flashed to the black head and a few of their brothers lying on the ground, and gently pushed away a few white-clothed disciples who were still kicking people.

He moved so quickly that almost no one could see how he got there, and perhaps no one paid attention to him. When those white-clothed disciples saw that he didn't look amazing, they thought he was an ordinary staff member, and they had kicked enough anyway, so they just took a break. Heitou and Liu Xiaoer Zhang Heng have already vomited blood and fractured, and they still refuse to let go, which shows how poisonous and ruthless these guys' hands are.

Wu Karen and the three of them came over to help the black head and others up, and saw that they all looked depressed, covered in blood, these guys are born every day, and now in this state, the injury is not light, you come to smash the field, and you will not beat people to serious injuries, don't you know that the point is over?

The black head spurted out a mouthful of blood as soon as he spoke: "Call the boss......" Wang San forbeared: "Don't speak." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed on his back, and the internal force was everywhere, and the black head spurted out a mouthful of black blood, but the suffocation in his chest was immediately reduced a lot. Wang Sanren grabbed his wrist again, and put the internal force from his inch, running a little Zhou Tian, the black head was shocked, Huo Ran stood up, and puffed up his chest.

Wang Sanren concocted the same method, forcing out the black bruises in Liu Xiaoer and Zhang Heng's bodies, which is the root of internal injuries, the iron sand palm seems to be an external kung fu, but in fact, it is also mixed with internal force and the poison of iron sand, if the middle one can not force out the bruises in time, even if the injury is healed, it will inevitably leave future troubles, and he will cough every winter, only because the bruising enters the lungs, and it will not heal for life.

Wang Sanren is an expert, with deep internal strength, and deep understanding of toxicity, so he knows that it is powerful, so he does not dare to delay at all, and immediately heals on the spot. He was about to force out the blood as soon as he patted it, and used his deep internal strength to help the three of them adjust their breath evenly, and the three of them were all strong young men, as long as they would be raised for a few days, there would be no big problem.

Wu Karen said angrily: "You people from the Iron Hand Gate are too much, aren't you? Why do you come to the door and hurt people? Can't you say something well?" Dong Biao sneered: "It's good to say that a few of them don't understand, so I have to teach a lesson, why are you not convinced? Wu Karen said: "Try it, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?"

Ye Daru, who was watching coldly, suddenly said, "What is the name of this gentleman?" Wang Sanren glanced at him lightly: "Wang Sanren." As he spoke, he took out his own unique medicine from his pocket and told the black head and the other three to take it. The other younger brothers all suffered some flesh wounds, looking bloody, but in fact, there was nothing serious.

Ye Daru frowned: "Wang Sanren, I haven't heard that there is such a number one in the rivers and lakes, you are the master of the Qingyun Martial Arts Pavilion, right?" Wang Sanren clapped his hands and nodded coldly. He vaguely seems to know the names of the four famous players in Yunnan, but he doesn't care too much about the small fish and shrimp, but he hasn't dived to the bottom of the sea yet, and these shrimps have come to the door?

Dong Biao laughed: "Wang Sanren, you are really able to endure it, your apprentices have been beaten to this virtue before you show up, is it a mule or a horse, why are you still afraid of people walking? ”

Wu Karen sneered: "Pull it down, what else is the Baichuan Martial Arts Association, isn't it the master of the magnificent martial arts hall? Your iron hand door is just their minions, what is the spirit? After ten moves, I don't need my master to do it, you master and I can accompany him!" He mixes here every day, and he also has feelings with the black head and a few of them, his father and son are hospitalized, and the black head and others go to visit and buy things and give money, which is very interesting. So the blackheads were beaten, and Karen Wu was very angry.

Dong Biao looked at him with a smile: "You dead fat man is not small, I see you ......" Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly moved, and he slapped Wu Karen on the shoulder, he saw that Wu Karen was bloated, presumably the action would not be sensitive, although this palm slapped Wu Karen's shoulder, in fact, it was hiding a secret move, just waiting for Wu Karen to stretch out his arm to block, and the other palm would be printed on his left chest.

But Wu Karen only has one move, that is, he is skilled in his back to the mountain, and he doesn't care what Dong Biao's momentum is, in fact, he can't see it clearly, and subconsciously is one side of the body, luck on the back, and the front bow is firmly under his feet, and he hit it with a hey. Dong Biao didn't guard against Wu Karen that he would still rely on the mountain, the false move was useless, and the real move couldn't be used, so he had to make a mistake with both palms and hit it directly.

Hearing only a bang, like a defeat, Wu Kalun's body shook for a moment, her face was a little pale, but Dong Biao's face turned red and took a step back, only to feel a huge shock in his wrist, and his heart was also shocked and inexplicable. Unexpectedly, this little fat man really has two hits, which is really unseemly!

In fact, Wu Karen was just taken by surprise, if he really started, he was far from being Dong Biao's opponent. The reason why Wang Sanren didn't stop it was because he could see the result of the two of them fighting at a glance. Wang Sanren's vision is so accurate, that is the level of a master.