Li Qiang is worthy of being a master of playing with firearms, and his small palm thunder is like a part of his body.

Although the palm thunder is small, it is hugely powerful, and a bullet can definitely knock a person's head off. If Qin Yang hadn't seen through all of Li Qiang's movements, I'm afraid his head would have blossomed a long time ago.

There was no danger of avoiding a shot, and Qin Yang's shirt was stuck to his back, stained with cold sweat.

"Little Wang Ba Calf, it's really true!" Uncle Jian saw that Qin Yang was almost killed, and suddenly became angry, scolding and scolding in his mouth, but there was no previous hippie smile on his face.

Li Qiang is also a gold medal fighter, so he naturally noticed Uncle Jian's change in this moment, and couldn't help frowning, looking at Uncle Jian vigilantly, as if he was staring at a beast.

Qin Yang got up from the ground, wiped a cold sweat, and almost lost his life here for a while.

"You're alright, you're all right. Qin Feng hurriedly checked Qin Yang's body, looking here and there, it looked very funny.

Qin Yang waved his hand, raised his head to look at Li Weifeng, who was no longer able to remain calm, and a cruel sneer appeared on his face. If you don't beat this girl into a cripple today, how will you go out and mix in the future.

Song Ming was killed by Qin Yang with one punch, Li Qiang was obviously not an opponent with one enemy and three enemies, Li Weifeng couldn't sit still, leaned aside, and quietly pressed a very secret button under the table.

Uncle Jian raised his hand and moved his finger towards Li Qiang, with a simple and clear meaning, single-handedly, admitting that it was a dog.

Li Qiang's face turned pale, he threw away the palm thunder that only had one bullet, and rushed up with an arrow step, striking preemptively, his right hand in the shape of a claw, and grabbed Uncle Jian's neck.

Talon hands, some first-class masters, can even scratch through walls like paper with one claw.

Uncle Jian was unprecedentedly serious, so serious that even Qin Yang couldn't recognize it, and the short man made a very strange posture, as if he wanted to untie his belt and take off his pants and squatting in the pit, but halfway through squatting, he suddenly suffered from arthritis, and became a posture of occupying the pit and not.

Qin Yang looked at Uncle Jian's ugly posture blankly, what sect is this from?

A contemptuous smile flashed on Li Qiang's face, and he seemed to be bound to win.

However, the advantages of this posture were soon reflected, Li Qiang seemed to be on the offensive that was inevitable, but Uncle Jian's right leg lunged, resisted Li Qiang's knee, and his neck retreated slightly, just avoiding Li Qiang's hand.

From beginning to end, Uncle Jian's supporting feet never moved.

Li Qiang was slightly stunned, took a few steps back, and looked at Uncle Jian, who was not amazing, in surprise, as if he was looking at aliens.

Not to mention Li Qiang, even Qin Yang and Qin Feng were dumbfounded, is this still the old whore Uncle Jian?

The corners of Uncle Jian's mouth raised, revealing a contemptuous smile, and he hooked his hand again, full of provocation.

As the gold medal fighter of the Golden Eagle Gang, Li Qiang's self-esteem is so strong that he has always been high, and he will beat people if he is unhappy.

After failing to strike a blow, Li Qiang changed his life, put on a Muay Thai posture, approaching Uncle Jian in small steps, cautious and cautious, where is the arrogance at the beginning.

When Li Weifeng saw Li Qiang's appearance, the anxious color on his face became even stronger, and beads of sweat slipped down. He pressed the alarm just now, and logically speaking, a dozen thugs should have rushed up a long time ago, but now he can't even see half a shadow.

Li Qiang is in action step by step, Uncle Jian is as immobile as a mountain, and his momentum is almost high.

"Hmph, you're still playing Muay Thai and pretending to be a ball. Uncle Jian didn't have the patience to wait any longer, still taking a step forward with his right leg, and then his fist followed.

Uncle Jian is small and his arm span is not long, but the strong wind of his punches is terrifying.

Li Qiang subconsciously reached out to block it, but when he was about to block Uncle Jian's fist with one hand, the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he took several steps back suddenly, until he hit the table before he completely stood firm.

"Good boxing technique!" Qin Yang couldn't help but exclaim, fast and ruthless, these three points were almost vividly reflected in Uncle Jian.

Although Qin Feng was not good at expressing himself, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and he stared at Uncle Jian, as if he had found a new world.

Li Qiang's face turned the color of pig liver, and the words that mocked Uncle Jian just now seemed to be still in his ears, but this time, he was beaten so embarrassed by Uncle Jian, it was a slap in the face.

Uncle Jian retracted his legs and put on his previous posture again, but although he didn't look good, the effect was leveraged.

Qin Yang and Qin Feng watched with enthusiasm, but Li Weifeng couldn't stand it anymore, and frantically pressed the button under the table, his face distorted.

"Don't press it, no one will come if you press the table through. Qin Yang sneered.

Li Weifeng's face sank, and he thought of something inappropriate, Qin Yang definitely came prepared.

"Li Qiang, don't fight, protect me and go out first. Li Weifeng said in a low voice.

However, Li Qiang couldn't hear Li Weifeng's words at all now, his eyes were staring at Uncle Jian as if he was staring at heaven and earth, and the arm that blocked the fist just now was constantly trembling, and the green tendons on his arm were almost clearly visible.

Uncle Jian glanced at it, showed a very cheap smile, hooked his fingers again, and motioned for Li Qiang to continue.

Purely playing monkey games, Li Qiang was completely enraged, and regardless of the disparity in strength, the supporting leg turned twice on the spot, his body rose into the air, drawing an almost perfect arc, and the knee of the other leg smashed into Uncle Jian's head.

The standard Muay Thai attack is bold and strong, giving up all defenses and attacking with all your might.

Due to the disparity in height, Li Qiang didn't need to exert more effort to lift his legs, and he was able to send his knees to the same level as Uncle Jian's head.

Uncle Jian didn't dodge or dodge, his legs were stuck on the ground like two iron pillars, he raised his left arm to protect his head, and took Li Qiang's attack.

"Bang!"

The knot kicked on Uncle Jian's arm, and it hurt to look at it.

However, Li Qiang's seemingly killer blow, Uncle Jian didn't even move a single step, and took it.

Li Qiang gritted his teeth, revealing a hint of pain, and after landing, he didn't make any adjustments, turned around on the spot, and bent his other leg to attack Uncle Jian.

In the same way of defense, Uncle Jian raised his other arm and took it hard.

Qin Yang completely bowed down, just a few seconds of effort, Li Qiang launched two strong attacks in succession that could not be resisted, Qin Yang asked himself, if he went up, this knee down, he would have to stand unsteadily, let alone two consecutive blows.

Uncle Jian's secrets seem to be inexhaustible.

The strong attack used by Li Qiang has given up all the opportunities for defense, and after the second consecutive blow, the holes in his chest are almost in pieces, and rookies can see them clearly.

Uncle Jian was not polite to Li Qiang, and the big gift sent to the door, how could there be any reason not to accept it.

Immediately, Uncle Jian took a deep breath and punched out his right fist, like a tiger coming out of a hole, with great momentum, like a moving cannon.

Li Qiang's face changed drastically, and he couldn't dodge, so he could only watch Uncle Jian's fist come into close contact with him in horror.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The crisp voice, just listen to it, you can know that Li Qiang has broken at least four or more ribs.

"Who the hell are you......" Li Qiang was lying on the ground, his face was pale, and the ground was covered with the blood he had just vomited.

"Hao Jian. Uncle Jian put away his ugly posture, buckled his ear droppings, and replied unhurriedly.

A few pieces of flesh on Li Qiang's face jerked suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he said to himself with difficulty: "King Kong dwarf...... After speaking, the whole person passed out.

Li Weifeng's two gold medal fighters have already been beaten down, and both of them are seriously injured, not to mention lying in the hospital for a month before they can recover.

Li Weifeng suddenly became the commander of the light pole, and in the face of three enemies who were eyeing each other, his expression was as wonderful as if he had just swallowed a few big cockroaches.

"Yo, dear Li Weifeng, are the two of us going to start settling accounts. Qin Yang looked at Li Weifeng playfully, constantly rubbing his fists, making the sound of bones wrenching, which frightened Li Weifeng and took a few steps back.

"What do you want to do...... Li Weifeng's face turned pale, his legs were trembling, no matter how he said it, he was just a college student who had just turned over twenty.

The ancients said that when Xiucai met soldiers, it was unreasonable, but now, it is Xiucai who meets hooligans, and it is reasonable to fight.

It was useless to say more, Qin Yang directly answered Li Weifeng's stupid question with his fist. A cry that was a hundred times more miserable than the slaughterhouse came out, and even Uncle Jian and Qin Feng were stunned, and immediately, the two exchanged a look, and walked to the door very tacitly, with their backs to the box.

"It's a nice day today, look at the sun. Uncle Jian pointed to the ceiling and pulled the calf.

"Well, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and there are shooting stars. Qin Feng looked in the direction that Uncle Jian pointed out, and nodded very cooperatively.

This eerie picture, very much like the once popular Meteor Garden, is just a spoof version.

Li Weifeng's body, although it is a little muscular, but it is just an ornament that is practiced for the sake of good looks, and it really has to be a dry frame, that is, an embroidered pillow, whether it should be beaten or beaten, there is no discussion.

Qin Yang was like beating a dog, even beating and kicking, and after a while, he broke out in a sweat, which is much stronger than aerobic exercise, and can exercise the muscles of the whole body.

Beating people is also a very physical job, Qin Yang saw at a glance, not far from him, there is a small storage room, in which there are several small pieces of furniture, the most important thing is that there is a weapon that Qin Yang is very handy.

"Bang! bang!"

The sound of the fight in the box changed again, and Uncle Jian and Qin Feng both turned their heads curiously to peek, but this time, they were completely dumbfounded.

I saw Qin Yang holding a folding stool, turning on the mad dog mode, desperately smashing Li Weifeng's body, just like in ancient times, when women washed clothes, they had to knock their clothes with hard objects.

"Damn! When did this kid find such a powerful weapon? Uncle Jian couldn't help but admire.

"Very familiar picture. Qin Feng nodded.

Uncle Jian slapped Qin Feng on the back of the head and scolded: "Stupid, has the God of Food seen it, it is the first of the seven weapons, and it is necessary to kill people on a home trip." ”

Qin Feng suddenly realized, and gave a thumbs up to Qin Yang, who was in full swing, and praised from the bottom of his heart: "It's worthy of being a demon, it's a cow!"

Some people say cool things, some people sacrifice their lives to beat them, and some people are beaten so that they can't even recognize their mothers.

Ten minutes later, the folding stool in Qin Yang's hand finally announced the end of the mission, and Qin Yang searched around and didn't find another weapon that was comfortable with it, so he let Li Weifeng go.

Qin Yang clapped his hands, panting constantly, and looked at Li Weifeng helplessly.

Qin Yang had seen those who had been killed, knocked unconscious, and disabled, but today he had seen a completely new model.

This girl was beaten and cried!