The two parking spaces are surrounded by men and women, all waiting for a good show.

Seeing Tang Xiaolong standing there motionless like a gun, Zhang Biao protected his hands in front of his chest, and his feet jumped rhythmically, just like Bruce Lee's sliding steps against the enemy.

Zhang Biao's feet were jumping, and he approached Tang Xiaolong step by step, his vigilant eyes staring at him all the time.

It can be seen that in the face of Tang Xiaolong, Zhang Biao is not a little negligent, after all, the victory or defeat of this battle is not only related to whether he is slapped in the face or slapped in the face, but also related to whether he earns 50,000 yuan or loses it.

At this time, Zhang Biao was only one and a half meters away from Tang Xiaolong, which was the distance at which he could carry out an effective attack.

And Tang Xiaolong, not only did he not prepare for battle with his hands to protect his chest, but he even took out his trouser pockets with both hands, looking like he was wandering.

Zhang Biao naturally knew that Tang Xiaolong's state of holding his trouser pockets with both hands was a great insult to himself, and he didn't take himself seriously at all.

"If this kid pretends to be big and loses in the hands of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will definitely destroy him one or two pieces and let him drink Lao Tzu's bear !!"

Zhang Biao was ruthless in his heart, beating in front of Tang Xiaolong, looking for the best time to make a move.

Sou!

Suddenly, Zhang Biao saw the right time, kicked out with his right foot like lightning, and hung his heavy foot directly on Tang Xiaolong's head.

The speed of this kick was extremely fast, the force was extremely great, and it all brought out a whooshing sound!

Zhang Biao, the sanda coach of the martial arts school, has good strength and speed, and in the martial arts school, he is known for his ruthless and decisive shots.

His foot strength can kick a tree with a thick bowl mouth, and if he kicks a person in the head, he can directly kick a strong man weighing 150 pounds several meters away, making people completely lose their combat effectiveness and let their hot hands abuse.

At this moment, seeing that Zhang Biao's heavy feet were only less than twenty centimeters away from Tang Xiaolong's head, Tang Xiaolong's right hand, which was in his trouser pocket, suddenly stretched out like lightning and smashed Zhang Biao's ankle with a punch.

"Ah!!h

Zhang Biao was in severe pain and screamed in pain.

His heavy feet naturally retracted reflexively, and Tang Xiaolong stepped forward, grabbed his belt with his right hand, and with a shot of arm strength, he directly held his whole person horizontally on top of his head!

This scene was staged too quickly, and it was even a little abrupt.

Tang Xiaolong was still holding his trouser pocket with his left hand, and with his right hand, he held Zhang Biao horizontally on the top of his head in the technique of Heavenly King Tota.

"This ......"

Zhang Biao was shocked, his face down, his back up, his hands and feet were empty, and there was no possibility of fighting back.

As long as Tang Xiaolong threw his strength, his whole person would definitely be thrown out of the parking space, and he would naturally lose.

"I didn't expect Zhang Biao to be so dish, and he was raised above his head in a fight, how can he fight?"

"In my opinion, it's not that Zhang Biao is too vegetable, but that this little brother is too strong, and Zhang Biao is not someone's opponent at all. ”

"Anyway, Zhang Biao is defeated, a complete defeat, this matter has been spread to the Bandao Martial Arts School, his personal prestige must have been greatly damaged, and the fans on the small video of Huohai will also have to disperse. ”

"This little brother holding Zhang Biao, if he is willing to play a small video of the sea of fire, with his skills, it is estimated that he can easily gather a large number of fans and become an Internet celebrity in minutes. ”

Among the men and women onlookers, there were several young people who obviously knew Zhang Biao.

They talked and teased, which made Zhang Biao feel extremely uncomfortable when he heard it.

What made Zhang Biao very painful was that his fight with Tang Xiaolong was like this in just one move, and he lost too badly, too undignified!

took the initiative to provoke Tang Xiaolong, but was held above his head like a turtle, if this matter was spread to the martial arts school, he would become the laughing stock of the coaches, and he would have no majesty in front of the students!

"Is the victory or defeat decided?"

Tang Xiaolong was still holding Zhang Biao's body of more than one hundred and sixty pounds, and his arms didn't even shake at all, and he asked Zhang Biao above his head.

"Tang Xiaolong, you...... You are a master, I admit that you are not your opponent, please ...... I'm a martial arts school instructor, and it's not easy to eat!"

These words, coming out of Zhang Biao's mouth, are really a bit miserable.

Tang Xiaolong hesitated for a few seconds, and with a slight force in his hand, he threw Zhang Biao off the ground, and the position where Zhang Biao landed was still within the white line of the parking space.

Tang Xiaolong didn't throw Zhang Biao out of the line, which can be regarded as saving him some face.

It's just that in this way, Zhang Cong on the side looked extremely embarrassed.

I can't imagine that my cousin Zhang Biao is so incompetent, and he usually asks him to do some ordinary people who don't know kung fu, which is as easy as a farmer hoeing weeds, and it's called a ruthless one!

Now, let him do the most important thing Tang Xiaolong, but he has not only lost his own people, but also ruined his own wealth, what a piece of garbage from Nima!

"Dude, thank you for your mercy! Excuse me, how many years have you been practicing kung fu, and what is your identity now?"

Zhang Biao walked up to Tang Xiaolong and asked in a friendly tone that turned enemies into friends.

"I haven't practiced any kung fu, and my current identity is just a passerby. ”

Tang Xiaolong smiled, obviously not saying anything to Zhang Biao in front of him.

"Well, buddy, when you say this, it's too low-key, and your low-key spirit is exactly what I lack. ”

Zhang Biao showed a look of admiration for Tang Xiaolong, his expression was like a village gangster meeting an intercontinental boss.

"By the way, buddy, I have a pill here that can improve the reaction speed of Lian Jiazi, I bought it at a high price, I don't know if you have seen it? I want to hear your evaluation of this kind of war-helping pill, please give me a few words. ”

Zhang Biao said, taking out two coin-sized pills from the bracer of his right hand.

With a flick of his fingers, two white pills were crumpled into powder and scattered in the palm of his hand.

As he spoke, Zhang Biao spread his big hand and put his palm in front of Tang Xiaolong.

Tang Xiaolong took a look, and saw that the white medicinal powder in his palm was as delicate as flour, and it didn't look like ordinary pill powder.

"Have you ever taken this powder, and how do you eat it......?"

As soon as Tang Xiaolong asked this sentence, he suddenly noticed that in front of Zhang Biao's body, there was a violent aura that instantly rose.

At this moment, Zhang Biao's head quickly leaned forward and blew a breath into his palm.

His blow was very sudden.

And even more suddenly, Tang Xiaolong also made a probe blowing action at the same time, but the amount of air in his mouth was much more violent than Zhang Biao's.

The breath that came out of the mouths of the two was white powder blowing into Zhang Biao's palm.

Tang Xiaolong's blowing volume was fiercer than his, and the large amount of powder that was blown up naturally pounced on Zhang Biao's face.

(End of chapter)