As the saying goes, the poor are rich in martial arts, not that only rich people are worthy, but that the consumption of martial arts is too large. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn the past, when eating was a big deal, I couldn't afford to eat meat every day and keep my body up.

This person is not a thin family, but he is a bit of a calf protector, he has taught his apprentices badly, his reputation is stinky, and everyone has no way out, and at this time kung fu is a scourge.

Fortunately, there was no major incident, and I heard that the master was arrested, and the apprentices were still righteous, and they all went to the yamen to surrender.

The local security bureau didn't want to kill them, after all, everyone was still a villager after all, and the essence was not bad.

Counsel with this man, and all his apprentices went out to serve as soldiers, to quench their anger, and to be educated. also agreed, but I had to ask the details of the little girl, saying that my son was unstable, and I would see if I could marry in and help take care of it.

After everyone heard the wind chasing the shadow, they couldn't laugh. It's true.

Chasing the wind mentioned this, focusing on the little girl's grappling techniques.

Now the top cow is on the wine table.

Qin Nan said to Dali, divided into big grapplers and small grapplers. There are many specific schools, such as light hair strength and hand shape, different genres, and the apprentices taught by different masters are different. Sometimes the layman is very strange, is it worth fighting to see who is right and who is wrong?

The serious case of the Jingzhao Public Security Bureau is a little better, the predecessors are all bloody experience, except for the novices who have just come in, everyone is not sensitive to the distinction between genres.

Several local people in Tai'an glared at each other, and when they heard this, they were actually divided into three factions.

I'm not afraid of losing face in front of outsiders, so I compared.

Chasing the wind and chasing shadows was also forced to go off the field and demonstrate.

Everyone admired it very much, and chased the wind politely: What's the matter? At Jingxi College, I started to hold on to it more than a dozen times, but I didn't hold the head of Liao.

After a few simulations with the capture of shadows, except for a few Xilianghe, everyone didn't believe it: this is impossible? If you haven't caught it yet, who will dare to catch it alive in the future!

The police are particularly at a loss in this regard, the criminals are desperate, and in some cases, even in the face of fierce resistance, the police cannot immediately kill them.

Capture Shadow: Really! The head of Liao is the true legend of the Jining Xing family. let chase the wind for more than a dozen moves, and the last move was cured. It is the highest level of the grappler, even if he is wet and practiced to the deepest, he can't stop it.

Chasing the wind for a comparison: at that time, his middle finger was still a foot away from my left shoulder, and I was numb.

A few people from Tai'an: I haven't heard of the Xing family in Jining!

The seafarers heard that the old torturer bragged: Xing Zhutou said that his family was a branch of the old Xing family in Jinan, and the ancestors committed crimes to exterminate the clan, so they spared one of them, bowed their heads and behaved in Jining, and did not dare to swagger.

Hey, the Xing family in Jinan really has a descendant?

Tai'an head catcher of the main seat: When I was apprenticed in Jinan, the head catcher asked me to kowtow, in addition to the ancestor of the Huang family, there is also the ancestor of the Xing family, I always thought that the Xing family was extinct.

There are two branches, one is Jining, which is said to be let go because of his humble ability and honesty. The other one is the one who made friends carelessly and was involved in a major rebellion case, but he ran away, but he didn't know where to go, and he probably changed his name and surname.

At this moment, outside the south gate of Jining, Shandong, everyone talked about it, and the old torturer who was alive and well was sitting at the door with a teapot and pouring it into his mouth to relieve hangover.

Outside the door, there was a bundle of sturdy Ma Qi, whose gray face was trampled on the ground by a few small policemen.

The old torturer burped: Uh! Ma Qi! I don't see it, you are a well-dressed beast, you have learned to abduct and sell women! Give me a beating first!

Cracking sound!

What do you have to say now? Pull out the stinky socks from his mouth!