Yan Ning and the three of them were not interested in the drunkard who fell to the ground, but they were a little curious about the so-called No. 1 Sister of the Military Horse, and their eyes jumped over the drunkard and looked at the No. 1 hair salon.

It's okay not to look at it, but the three of them were so frightened that they almost ran away, only to see a group of young ladies with heavy makeup standing at the door of the No. 1 hair salon, among which stood a Tu Feiyuan with leg hair longer than Tang Zixuan's hair, Tu Feiyuan was wearing a low-cut suit, and the fat on his stomach was like a swimming ring, and then he looked up, with a big mouth, red lips, and small eyes squinted into slits.

What made Yan Ning and Tang Zixuan feel the most chilling was that this woman was still holding her nose and saying that the drunkard was insulting her!

", Brother Yan Ning, I don't have any eyes, is this guy a woman?" Tang Zixuan said in a low voice.

"I think it's a hippopotamus spirit" Yan Ning lowered his head, how dare he look at the so-called "Sister Hua" more.

Zhuang Xiaoya also couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly urged: "Don't meddle in things, hurry up and go in!"

Yan Ning and Tang Zixuan naturally didn't want to stand here longer, but the drunkard just blocked their way, so Yan Ning and the others had no choice but to step over the drunkard and go inside.

When Yan Ning and Tang Zixuan stepped over the drunkard, nothing happened, but when Zhuang Xiaoya stepped over, the drunkard suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhuang Xiaoya's calf, and his dirty hand touched Zhuang Xiaoya's calf upward, and said: "Master is not short of money, but I forgot to bring my wallet today."

"Ahh

Zhuang Xiaoya was insulted and immediately screamed, and then she reacted immediately, raised her knee and hit the drunkard's nose, the drunkard suddenly screamed, covered his nose and rolled on the ground in pain.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, you young lady, why do you still beat people, I don't owe you," the drunkard shouted vaguely.

The ladies in the No. 1 hair salon thought that Zhuang Xiaoya was a girl from another store, and when they saw Zhuang Xiaoya suffering at the hands of the drunkard, they immediately let out a gallopy laugh, as if they wished that the drunkard would touch Zhuang Xiaoya a few more times.

When Yan Ning saw this scene, his face suddenly sank, and he glared at the group of young ladies fiercely, and the young ladies' faces suddenly changed, they couldn't laugh anymore, they scolded Yan Ning in a low voice, and walked back to the store.

Tang Zixuan is the master, how could he watch Yan Ning's girlfriend being insulted in his own territory, he took two steps forward at the moment, grabbed the drunkard's collar, and deliberately pretended to be fierce: "Old drunkard, don't think that you can play hooligan after drinking, be careful that I beat you!"

The old drunkard's eyes were confused, and he chirped and said, "Ahh

"Hey, since you've said so, then I can't care about bullying the old man!" Tang Zixuan was not polite when he heard this, and punched the drunkard's head.

syllable

Hearing only a crisp sound, Tang Zixuan's fist was taken by the drunkard empty-handed!

"Huh?" Tang Zixuan's face changed, he knew his fist, even if it was a special soldier, he might not be able to catch his fist.

A gleam flashed in Yan Ning's eyes, this drunkard is not simple!

The drunkard was unkempt, his hair almost covered his eyes, and his face was full of stubble, and if he looked closely, he should be in his thirties.

"Hey, kid, I said it, I practiced!"

The drunkard grabbed Tang Zixuan's fist and smiled easily.

"I really don't believe it!" Tang Zixuan snorted, put his feet on the ground, lifted his other hand, and slapped the drunkard's chest with one palm, but the drunkard's speed was even faster than him, his left hand had not let go of Tang Zixuan's fist, and his right hand had already slashed at Tang Zixuan's wrist, Tang Zixuan was suddenly in pain, and withdrew his hand, his face turned blue.

"How's it going? I'm okay with these two tricks, right?" laughed the drunkard.

Tang Zixuan was not a fool, knowing that he had met a master, he was definitely not his opponent, so he cast a begging glance at Yan Ning for help.

"What, you still want to ask for a helper?" the drunkard smiled contemptuously and looked at Yan Ning, his eyes full of playful abuse.

Yan Ning naturally wouldn't let Tang Zixuan be bullied by the drunkard, his calm face flashed, and he rushed to the drunkard, and a few golden needles appeared in his hand, which stabbed the drunkard's arm fiercely!

The drunkard's face changed, and he suddenly let go, Tang Zixuan broke free from the restraints, and hurriedly ran to Zhuang Xiaoya's side, and did not forget to cheer and cheer up: "Brother Yan Ning, come on, beat this girl to death!"

Junma Alley was so big, and the conflict between Yan Ning and the drunkard soon attracted a group of onlookers, who pointed at Yan Ning and the drunkard, and the onlookers who arrived whispered to the people around them what happened.

"Yes, Golden Needle?" the drunkard lowered his head and pulled out the golden needles one by one and threw them on the ground.

Yan Ning's fingers moved slightly, and he quietly took the golden needle back.

"It's not. Yan Ning replied simply, not planning to talk nonsense with the drunkard, and stepped forward with a straight punch.

Tang Zixuan's mortal fetus, if you talk about strength, he is very powerful compared to ordinary people, but compared to Yan Ning's demon body, there is still an infinite difference of countless times, it is not strange that this drunkard can take Tang Zixuan's fist, but it is not so easy to take Yan Ning's fist.

But in the next second, something happened that surprised Yan Ning, only to see the drunkard stretch out his hand lightly, Yan Ning's pupils dilated suddenly, he seemed to see that time around the drunkard's palm had slowed down, his fist was as fast as lightning, but in his hand it was as slow as a reptile!

Syllable!

With a soft sound, Yan Ning's fist was precisely caught by the drunkard.

"Really, fake?" Zhuang Xiaoya, who knew that Yan Ning was powerful, couldn't help but cover her mouth in surprise when she saw this scene.

Yan Ning was horrified in his heart, his strength just now was so strong, it was no problem to kill a cow with one punch, he calculated in his heart that even if the drunkard could take his fist, he would have to retreat a few meters to unload the strength, but just now the drunkard took his fist, he seemed to hit a sponge, and he had the strength of an arm, but he couldn't use it at all!

"Four or two thousand catties?" Yan Ning asked in a low voice.

"No!" The drunkard laughed, suddenly made a move, locked Yan Ning's collarbone, and then violently slammed Yan Ning to the ground, Yan Ning felt that his internal organs were displaced, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"Brother Yan Ning!" Tang Zixuan's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help Yan Ning up.

"But that's it," the drunkard was still unfinished, and a mocking look appeared in his eyes again.

"I'm fine. Yan Ning stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was a little unhappy: "Xiaoya, it seems that you still have to make a move." ”

Zhuang Xiaoya nodded and walked towards the drunkard.

Seeing this, Tang Zixuan immediately became anxious: "Brother Yan Ning, are you stupid, how can you let Sister Xiaoya fight with that perverted uncle?!"