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Seeing Fang Zheng's calm appearance, the middle-aged man realized that he had kicked the iron plate. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now, the middle-aged thief finally knows why Fang Zheng dared to make such a show on the bus, and his feelings are that he is a master of art.

Thinking that he was provoking Fang Zheng in the car, the middle-aged thief was eager to buy a few pairs of regret pills to eat, if he had been low-key at that time, this young man might not have interfered?

Now, it's useless to think so much.

The middle-aged thief set his sights on the strong man, and this tall and mighty physique was enough to give him enough confidence.

The strong man kept staring at Fang Zheng, and after walking to a distance of two or three meters in front of Fang Zheng, he clenched his two fists in front of his chest, like a boxer, constantly switching between his left and right feet, and posing in an attacking posture.

Yo he, it looks like this has been practiced!

Fang Zheng suddenly became interested, left the table where he was eating skewers, and walked to the side of the road.

The other eaters and the students who passed by, saw someone fighting in a group, and they had already dispersed, so the road was now empty.

After standing still, Fang Zheng did not deliberately bully the strong man with his blood-filled body, but stood indiscriminately, with his left hand in front of his lower abdomen, his right hand slightly curled, and his palm facing his chest.

There are 36 movements in Zhuji, which is a set of difficult punches in a coherent manner. But that set of boxing techniques can only have a hearty feeling when they are hit from beginning to end, because that boxing method has to take care of the meridians and acupoints of the whole body, and once it is incomplete, the whole person will be uncomfortable.

It's like swimming, it's easy to dip water with two hands, but if you use one hand to dip water, you will feel soreness in one arm and nothing in the other.

Therefore, on the basis of this set of boxing techniques, plus some other experience, Lu Zu condensed a total of eighteen simple and effective moves.

Even the thirty-six styles of Zhuji Lu Zu didn't bother to name it, let alone these dozen or so moves that were suitable for accompanying ordinary people to fight, Lu Zu directly called it a loose hand.

These eighteen styles of loose hands, falling into the hands of Lu Zu and Fang Zheng, are completely dusty, after all, as a cultivator, there are still very few opportunities to directly punch the flesh.

Today, I also saw the strong man doing this, and on a whim, Fang Zheng remembered this set of loose hands, and his hands were a little itchy.

Seeing Fang Zheng pose like this, the onlookers instantly uproared, although they couldn't understand the meaning of Fang Zheng's pose, but this did not affect their understanding of one thing, that is, Fang Zheng knew kung fu.

Thinking of Fang Zheng kicking people three or four meters away just now, many people have begun to have little stars in their eyes.

The strong man was also stunned for a moment because of Fang Zheng's actions, and then looked at Fang Zheng's eyes more cautiously, and after swinging his fist slightly for more than ten seconds, his body stepped forward, and then a right hook slammed towards Fang Zheng's head.

Punch fast! The punch is fierce!

In the crowd, a few little girls suddenly whispered.

Fang Zheng was unmoved, and his left hand on his waist was propped up, just holding the strong man's right arm, and then the whole person was like a cheetah, not retreating but advancing, and a mountain leaning directly into the strong man's unprotected chest.

Whew......

The strong man took four or five steps back, sat on the ground with his butt, and couldn't get up for a while.

Seeing that the strong man lost his combat effectiveness under one blow, several students who came later around cheered and applauded. They didn't see the scene of the gangsters looking for trouble before, and thought that this was a kung fu master and a boxing master fighting.

The middle-aged thief gritted his teeth, and in the midst of this noise, he quietly took two steps back, wanting to get into the crowd and wait for an opportunity to leave.

Not only that, but the little gangsters who came with him saw that the strong man was put down with one move, and they were all quietly preparing to leave.

The thugs are thugs, and they leave when they leave, and after this lesson, they may not dare to come to trouble in the future; But the middle-aged thief is the mastermind, but Fang Zheng can't let him go easily.

Seeing that the middle-aged thief turned around and was about to leave, Fang Zheng made a roundabout kick, and a bottle of beer on the table flew directly.

"Bang!" With a bang, the middle-aged thief only felt that his right leg was bent and weak, and he fell directly to the ground.

Fang Zheng walked up to the middle-aged thief and pointed to the smashed table: "I didn't lose any money, so I want to leave?" ”

The middle-aged thief's eyes lit up, Fang Zheng didn't say anything cruel at this time, obviously wanting to expose this matter.

Fang Zheng was also a little helpless, even if the police came, they could only lock up the thief for more than ten days at most, and maybe they would stick like a dog skin plaster after they came out.

Could it be that because of stealing, this thief was humanely destroyed? It's better to have one less.

The reality is like this, it is not as good as it seems.

"Hey, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" The middle-aged thief got up from the ground, pulled a hundred yuan directly from his pocket, nodded and handed it to Fang Zheng: "It's all a misunderstanding!" ”

"Well, since it's a misunderstanding, you can go." The square voice fell on the ears of the middle-aged man, which was tantamount to the sound of heaven.

Morality! This is morality!

hugged his fist at Fang Zheng, and the middle-aged thief helped the strong man up from the ground and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute......" Fangzheng's voice came slowly.

The middle-aged thief paused, turned his head, and waited for Fang Zheng to speak.

"The wallet you took out just now doesn't seem to be yours?" Fang Zheng said in a flat tone, but he saw that the wallet that the middle-aged thief took out just now was pink.

The muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and the middle-aged thief squeezed out an ugly smile on his face, took out the pink wallet from his pocket, and handed it to Fang Zheng.

"That's it?" Fang Zheng was a little suspicious, as the saying goes, thieves don't go empty, middle-aged thieves come to school like this, there is no reason to only steal this one wallet! This is very unscientific!

Sure enough, the middle-aged thief's face was a little embarrassed, and he directly took out four more wallets and put them in Fang Zheng's hand, and then looked at Fang Zheng with a clear meaning: Big brother, I handed over all my wallets, can I leave now?

There was some noise around, everyone was not stupid, and when he looked at the middle-aged man's behavior, he could guess a few points, but because the master of Fang Zheng was dealing with it, he just shouted two sentences, and no one did anything.

Putting away a few wallets, Fang Zheng nodded.

The middle-aged thief hurriedly pulled the strong man away, and when he was about to walk out of the crowd, Fangzheng's voice sounded again.

"Slow ......"

The middle-aged thief's legs trembled, and he felt like he was going to be played badly.

Turning around, a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying was squeezed out, and the middle-aged thief asked sadly, "Big brother, what's wrong?" ”

"This hundred dollars, it seems to be in this pink wallet." Fang Zheng put a hundred oceans into his pink wallet, and then pointed to the smashed table on the ground, the meaning was obvious.

took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Fang Zheng, and the middle-aged thief quickly slipped away, for fear that Fang Zheng would make some trouble again.

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