"You want to stand up for him, okay, no problem, I'll give you this face, you take two thousand yuan, and forget it." The fat man said proudly, stretched out a big fat hand, his eyes were already very bad, if Wang Feng didn't take the money, he would have to slap him in the face, and the fat brother who Ma Shuyuan had provoked just now was very unhappy, just taking advantage of this to get mad.

"Brother, don't give it to him, I said you just go and grab it, what else do you charge? The yellow-haired young man said angrily, he had endured them for a long time, seeing that Wang Feng really took out money to give it to others, and was busy saying something to stop it, what happened to this, how could his own affairs make others pay for it?

"Fuck, I'm embarrassed, what are you looking at, fuck him, beat me to death, damn me really think I'm fat and muddy, one by one for you, I don't see a little blood, I don't believe I'm from killing pigs, right?" The fat man's face turned red all of a sudden. The yellow-haired boy was also furious, and his hands clenched into fists to meet him, and he was instantly in a ball.

The shoes flew around, the stalls were also trampled on messily, these guys were deliberately causing trouble, they opened the new shoe boxes, kicked them everywhere, and shouted: "Broken shoes, broken shoes, all come to pick up broken shoes, pick them up and break them, hahaha." "But there are really some people who pick it up secretly, and some people like to take advantage of it if it's cheap. What a broken shoe, this is obviously a new shoe.

"Don't fight, don't fight, if you have something to say, tsk, these people are really, aren't they bullying? Li Haibo felt distressed for the stall owner, the yellow-haired young man, and was busy helping to collect the shoes that were kicked everywhere, and slapped them and put them in the shoebox. was pushed by a guy: "Fuck off!"

"Be reasonable, don't do it. Li Haibo stood up and patted the dirt on his body, and the newly bought clothes were distressed. But he didn't mean to be angry.

"Stupid thing, did your mother die early, and the second uncle next door brought you up, right? Look at your fucking nature, and you are still fucking embarrassed?"

When he saw that Li Haibo was honest, he only dared to mumble quietly after being beaten, and he didn't even dare to say it out loud, he looked like a wreck, so he wanted to be happy, it was a very cool thing to scold others, and he thought he was scolding very humorously, and he laughed out loud after speaking, and sure enough, several guys watching the game also laughed.

The yellow-haired young man is entangled with four or five people, it is really difficult to beat four hands with two fists, not to mention that one is four, and all of them are big men, fighting veterans, and these guys have sticks in their hands, and the yellow-haired boy is still bare-handed, and the stalemate state of fighting is already very remarkable.

So there are seven or eight of them here, I didn't expect this kid to be quite able to fight, it doesn't matter, just give him a wheel battle, and after a while, a few more will directly beat him down, and then watch the excitement at this time. The guy who scolded Li Haibo laughed twice and thought it was okay, but unexpectedly Li Haibo actually walked in front of him and stared at him: "You say it again?"

The kid was startled, didn't want him to dare to question himself? Seeing that his eyes were indeed a little scary, he hurriedly took a step back and smiled: "I said your mother ......." Before the words fell, Li Haibo rushed forward like a bull, pushed him to the ground with both hands, and rode on top of him, and his bowl-sized fist fell on his head like raindrops, beating him into a pig's head in a moment.

Seeing that there were still people doing it, a group of guys here shouted and surrounded them, and began to punch and kick Li Haibo who was riding on that unlucky guy, but Li Haibo was as strong as a bull, don't look big, the muscles all over his body are real, and the fists and feet of these gangsters are not taken seriously at all, and they are still concentrating on beating the pig's head into a bigger pig's head.

He has a good temper, but there is an old mother who is bedridden all the year round at home, this is his tail, no one can step on it, you can scold him as much as you want, he is not angry, but if you scold his mother, he has to fight hard with the other party, honest people are not angry, but when they get angry, it is also quite terrible.

So the two played against a gang of gangsters respectively, and it seemed that they would also tie the match, and no one took advantage. These two are guys with good military quality, but they are more durable than these guys who drink all day long, and several guys are out of breath after fighting for a long time, but the two of them are still in good spirits, and there is a bit of courage and courage as they fight, and when it comes to protracted warfare, the gangsters may not be opponents.

Only the fat man on the field has not yet started, because he feels that the identity of the boss is not ordinary. Besides, it is not glorious for a group of people to beat two people to win, but it is a bit embarrassing to fight like this, from time to time someone screams and is knocked to the ground, and when you listen to the voice, you know that it is your own side, and you can't beat people with a stick? What a fucking bunch of rubbish!

Wang Feng and Ma Shuyuan didn't make a move, Ma Shuyuan didn't worry about them fighting, he lit a cigarette with a smile, and watched the battle with Wang Feng, pointing and pointing from time to time, bringing up the weaknesses of the two in terms of technical attack.

"You see this arm breaking, you didn't follow the tutorial, this is a scout capture, is it a martial arts contest? And the fucking mercy of his men? If it really started a fight, it would be a big loss, this time he could have broken his arm directly, what is it if he twisted it like this? It's not as good as a big girl, a shameful thing. Ma Shuyuan commented on the yellow-haired young man.

"And Haibo, what about the momentum just now? What about the three points left after this punch? Even if you don't want to kill them, you have to put them down first, you can't hit the vital points, what are you afraid of your arms and legs? How can you fight a few people like this? The basic skills are still quite solid. Ma Shuyuan nodded, indicating that he still recognized this.

When he said it, Wang Feng listened carefully, but did he annoy the fat brother on the side? Why can I blow so many handfuls, and give people a few comments on the long dry look?

"What the fuck are you forcing forge? Are you forcing you to come with me?" The fat man was already holding back a fire in his heart, and now he happened to find Ma Shuyuan an evil fork, and while talking, he walked over with a telescopic stick, raised the stick and pointed at Ma Shuyuan's nose: "Are you still fucking bragging? If you force me to kill me again, believe it or not?"

"Are you coming, I'm coming?" Ma Shuyuan glanced at the fat man with a cigarette in his mouth, and asked Wang Feng beside him.

"Please, please, I'll get out of the way. Wang Feng said with a smile, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, and took a step back.

"Fuck, you really fucking ......." The fat man really wanted to do it with himself when he saw this, and he was going to say two more opening sentences, ------such as "I crippled you" and "broke your legs". Or cruel words like "just abolish you", this is also a habit of fighting for many years, and it's really hard to change for a while.

But unexpectedly, Ma Shuyuan didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and he didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so before he finished his opening remarks, he went directly to a brisk walk and twisted his waist, and grabbed the fat man's hand with a stick with both hands, which is a standard weapon-grabbing action, and the special police officers are no different when they are on a mission to catch armed gangsters.

But it was said that Ma Shuyuan's hands locked the fat man's wrists like iron pliers, and then turned sideways, twisted his hands directly with the strength of his body, and his body knocked the fat man who was standing unsteadily to the ground, and pressed one knee to his thick neck, this trick Wu Xiaojun also used, faster than Ma Shuyuan, but not as old and spicy as Ma Shuyuan.

One move and two styles, after two snaps, the fat man has been knocked to the ground by others, and he can't move. Wang Feng applauded and admired, sure enough, the veteran came out with a top trick. He has used this action countless times himself, and he has seen others use it countless times, but it is the first time that he has done such a rule, which is a textbook-level perfect action.

The first sound was made by the fat man's stick coming out of his hand and falling to the ground, and the second sound, needless to say, was the crisp sound of the fat man's wrist being broken. Wu Xiaojun and Ma Shuyuan are both scouts, and both brothers like to break people's arms, legs, and wrists, and I don't know if it's a glorious tradition of scouts?

Seeing that the fat man was still howling to resist, Ma Shuyuan let out a cold breath from his nose, stretched out his five fingers and pressed the back of his head and hit the ground, and the fat man immediately stopped struggling and remained silent, because he fainted.

Then he took out the cigarette in his mouth, looked around and saw a garbage can, so he went over and threw the cigarette butt in it, looking so good everywhere. Then he slowly walked to the battle group of the yellow-haired young man, even punched and elbowed, divided five by two, put all four boys down, and then punched each guy who tried to struggle on the ground to the head, making sure that they were completely incapacitated.

Then he came to Li Haibo's battle group with the yellow-haired young man, still reading from the script, still a few times, monotonous and not good-looking, but very practical. Moreover, Wang Feng found that Ma Shuyuan never used his legs, which shows that he has not learned any traditional kung fu at all, and all he uses is practical techniques.

The power of the legs is great, but it is also easy to be unstable, the center of gravity is fluttering, if the opponent is powerful, you can immediately catch the flaw, the ring competition or the fight is no problem, but if it is a fight for life, it is a moment of life and death.

Unless there is such a deep martial arts foundation as Wang Feng, it is another matter. Legs are longer than arms, and the so-called one inch long is one inch stronger. This is also the essence of the North Leg and the famous Foshan Shadowless Foot, when you watch Jet Li in the movie and use his legs, do you force the opponent to a far away place?

Therefore, people with deep legs are like having weapons, and they are very advantageous in battle. This is off-topic, but after seeing Ma Shuyuan's move, the gangsters immediately lay down on the ground, and none of them were standing.

"What a skill, big brother. The yellow-haired young man wiped a handful of blood from his nose, and stretched out his hand to shake Ma Shuyuan with a smile: "My name is Li Yun, thank you big brother for helping, otherwise I would really be embarrassed today." Saying that, he shook hands with Li Haibo, who was also a little embarrassed, and thanked him for his help.

"Oh, these shoes are a pity, do you want them? Let's clean up, this is really blind. Li Haibo paid more attention to the shoes all over the floor, and felt sorry for him, it was all money.