"It's a good come, if it's really a soft leech standing and waiting to die, it's really hard for me to start~!"

The one-armed man's eyes were scorching, staring at Jiang Han's surging red fist with brilliant eyes, and with a loud roar, the figure disappeared in place, facing Jiang Han's heavy punch wrapped in the inner strength, and fought back with his fist!

Losing an arm, but it did not affect his ability to move at all, walking on the ground, leaping forward, just a few meters away, this middle-aged man actually landed a few times and bounced up a few times, like a kangaroo, and every time he jumped, Jiang Han felt dangerous, and when he jumped in front of him, Jiang Han's entire scalp began to numb!

"Hiss~!"

Only then did Jiang Han see the trajectory of this middle-aged man's leap, as if he remembered something shocked, and at the same time, he couldn't help but gasp!

A heavy fist without a blade, a stump with a broken arm!

Jiang Han's fist was faintly red, and the wind was blowing and the air burst into a rattling sound, and the man looked soft and weak, like paper paste, and he was about to be blown away with a light blow, but it was the collision of this situation, Jiang Han's face was not only not the slightest relaxed, but as the two fists approached, his face became more and more solemn and gloomy!

"Poof~"

It was too late, the fist was fast, and the two fists of two completely different styles were separated at the touch of a button, and unexpectedly, a mouthful of red blood erupted from Jiang Han's mouth, and the others flew out directly, with a bang, directly hitting the load-bearing wall outside the private room of the Fenglin Club.

Jiang Han's fist that was confronting the man just now was clenched very tightly, his entire arm was trembling, and his knuckle joints rattled under Jiang Han's own action, Jiang Han at this time was in a cold sweat!

"Jingmen White Ape Weng, Jing Yixing!"

Jiang Han suddenly raised his head, stared at the middle-aged man who had punched him but didn't look anything unusual, and was still standing in place, gritted his teeth and said!

The Chinese culture is broad and profound, in the rivers and lakes, there is a boxing method called "White Ape Tong Back Boxing" in martial arts, and it is rumored that the rivers and lakes are created by the White Ape Gong, but Jiang Han knows that this is not the case, but this White Ape Tong Back Boxing is created to commemorate the White Ape Gong. And as far as Jiang Han knows, in the history of China, the white ape is not one!

In the Ming Dynasty, there were the most secretive assassins, all known as "White Ape"!

This organization is said to inherit the technology of the white ape in the Warring States period of China, derived from a martial arts book called "Ape Strike", and later I don't know whether it was the Tang Dynasty or the Song Dynasty, this book became a book for training assassin killers, and the white ape gradually changed from a human name to an organization!

In the Qing Dynasty, the White Ape organization was more active, but they were secretive, ruthless, and extremely cautious in their lives, so no outsiders had ever seen anyone from this organization.

At that time, the white ape used the sickle as a weapon, usually inconspicuous and not leaky, and lived like an ordinary farmer, ordinary people are undoubted, and once it reaches some special moments, the sickle in their hands has become a sharp weapon for them to slaughter human life.

Under the banner of supporting justice, what he did was indeed a dirty deed of robbing homes and houses, and he was full of evil, which gave the original court a big headache.

And with the change of the times, the green forest era of occupying the mountain as the king has passed, and this organization called the white ape has gradually disappeared, and in modern times, although there are still many white ape people on the rivers and lakes, but most of them are not in the climate, and those disciples of the door are killed by the angry people in the rivers and lakes as soon as they appear on the rivers and lakes, and the sickle knife technique in their hands has also evolved into the inner fist Baguazhang. Abandon the sickle and become a boxing method, just like the original Xingyi boxing, take off the gun and turn it into a fist!

Although the disciples of the ape striking technique of the sickle fist are not very good, the suzerain of the white ape, Ape Weng, has been a first-class outstanding master in the rivers and lakes for generations, so even if the orthodoxy on the rivers and lakes kills the white ape, it can only be broken in the end.

Until twenty years ago, the leader of the White Ape lineage, Ape Weng, fought with the Sword Saint Mo Jinghong in Jingmen, and the ape Weng was cut off by the Sword Saint's right arm, and was finally beaten to the bottom of Xiaoxiang Valley, and it was rumored that he had been killed by the Sword Saint!

Jiang Han stared at the man in front of him with a withered face like a yellow leaf, if he hadn't experienced it himself, Jiang Han would definitely not believe that such a sick man who looked at the wind and candle in his last years would be the legendary ape who had the ability to fight with Mo Jinghong!

Jiang Hedi once told him that there are no inferior martial arts, only people with low qualifications, although boxing is a hard skill practiced by outsiders, but the ultimate martial arts will definitely not be worse than the masters of the inner family, and once everyone in boxing understands the inner breath, then the combat power they burst out is more dangerous than that of the inner way!

No wonder this person felt his scalp tingle as soon as he appeared, it turned out to be an old monster of fist do!

"I can't imagine that in this filthy city, I can meet a descendant who can call my name, it's really interesting!"

"When I fought with Mo Jinghong, you didn't die~!" Jiang Han gritted his teeth, his arm hurt, only to feel the blood in his chest surge, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a blood mist in front of him.

The corners of the ape's mouth twitched, obviously, Jiang Han's words hit his sore spot at once, especially the right cuff that hung empty on his arm, it was simply a mockery of him, the white ape, the king of the old assassins of the previous generation of rivers and lakes, was cut off by someone, not to mention, and almost died, in the past twenty years, he had to rely on pretending to be dead to survive his recuperation, and he was not as good as a dog.

"Boy, you can live a little longer if you don't talk nonsense, so it's best to keep your mouth shut!" Jing Yixing said coldly with a fierce look in his eyes.

When the master arrived at the killing intent that was like a substance, Jiang Han sneered.

"When did the former king of assassins become someone else's lackey!"

"Lackey, hehe, junior, you really don't think you're dying fast enough!"

Before the voice arrived, Jing Yi pedestrian had already arrived in front of Jiang Han!

The fist of the ape strike technique was born from the knife technique of the sickle, it seems to be a fist, but in fact it is like a knife, the fist is fatal, Jing Yixing This is an iron heart to Jiang Han's life, a punch came out of the punch, and it was Jiang Han's throat fortress, once it was concentrated, it must be a pair of piercing!

"Huh?!"

However, what Ape Weng Jing Yixing didn't expect was that his punch was so powerful that the kid leaned on the side of his head in the electric light and flint, and he really dodged it!

Only five centimeters away from Jiang Han's neck, Jing Yixing directly punched the load-bearing wall behind Jiang Han with an astonishing arc, and sparks splashed everywhere!

"A beast is a beast, although the fist is amazing, but the heavy sniper can't get rid of the shackles of instinct, let me have traces of your fist!"