Mao Hongyou roared a little hoarsely, for so many years, no one dared to talk to him like this.

"It depends on luck, but there is a saying, I sue you."

Shen Lang stretched out his hand and held Zhong Xuan's head and said, "This is my woman." ”

A sigh erupted from the crowd.

"Didn't Mao Hongyou say that Zhong Xuan was his woman?"

"What's going on?"

A girl sitting in a luxury car frowned.

"Shall we help?"

The bespectacled girl looked anxious and reached out to open the door.

"Don't worry, didn't you see Zhang Lingxing there?"

Mao Hongyou's face was covered with blood, but he hadn't lost his mind yet, and the Zhang Lingxing on the other side was full of horizontal flesh, surprisingly powerful, and quite a bit of kung fu.

Mao Hongyou knew his personality very well, and when he saw it today, he didn't say much, so he asked directly: "How much do you want?" ”

"Okay, beat me to death." Mao Hongyou bit his teeth and said with a heart.

Dahan looked at Shen Lang, he took a deep breath, his two fists clenched, and the bones of his whole body kept making sounds.

"Boss, be careful!"

In the distance, pheasants were fighting, and Shen Lang looked at the big man in front of him, who was so tall that he was a little out of shape.

"You're going to stand up for him?"

Seeing him stop between the two, Shen Lang frowned.

"You misunderstood, I'm just collecting money to do things."

The big man pulled his sleeves up, Shen Lang crossed his waist, frowned and said: "You can't control this matter, hurry up and dodge, I will treat it as if nothing happened." ”

"I've got to give it a try."

"You brought it on yourself."

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and turned around with a side kick.

I saw him turn around and raise his right foot.

His fighting methods are mostly known for their fierceness and speed.

It can be seen that Shen Lang is sticking over, it is a kick, and he also sighs secretly in his heart, good body.

He didn't dodge or dodge, he was so hard that he pushed his chest forward and took the leg hard.

The crowd was another nuisance, but he didn't move, and this time he shocked everyone, Shen Lang's foot was not as domineering as the wind and waves, but it was very fast.

Speed and strength, using his chest to pick up the leg kicked by others, just saying that Shen Lang saw a blow, it didn't work, and he didn't panic.

He kicked on his toes, retreated back to the same place, propped his legs against the ground, and slid back to the original point, not missing an inch.

Zhang Lingxing grinned and gave Shen Lang a round of applause, and under this smile, Shen Lang found that he was missing a tooth.

When he saw Shen Lang return to the same place, he didn't mean to attack first, so he raised his neck from then on, turned his cervical vertebrae, and said quietly: "That's it." ”

He looked at the vest on his chest and said, "It's a little bit weaker." ”

At this moment, Shen Lang also knows this guy.

What an amazing anti-fighting method, the muscles of this guy's body are like an iron wall, tightly protecting the body.

Judging from his breathing just now, it surprised Shen Lang, and Shen Lang smiled very flatly.

As soon as Zhang Lingxing came back, he looked sideways, and no one dared to squeak.

"Why do you ask this?"

"Don't be depressed." Zhang Lingxing's face flushed, and he pretended to be chic.

Shen Lang leaned down and squatted slightly.

"Here I go again!"

As Shen Lang spoke, he took a leap forward, suddenly jumped up, and immediately, stretched out his right foot, and kicked towards the other party's chest.

Seeing this, Zhang Lingxing straightened his chest, caught this leg, and grabbed Shen Lang's ankle with his left hand like lightning, just when he was about to grasp it steadily, Shen Lang twisted his waist in the air, turned his body, and kicked his left foot towards Zhang Lingxing's door.

Zhang Lingxing looked at it, and hurriedly raised his head backwards, so that he could avoid this kick.

Before he could react, Shen Lang, who had just been relaxed by himself, kicked out his right leg again, this time kicking on Zhang Lingxing's abdominal muscles.

The crowd erupted in cheers.

The man was in the air, turned around, and kicked out a few side kicks.

"Zhang Lingxing, you don't want money anymore, what are you doing!"

"Hurry up!"

He also shook his hand vigorously at Shen Lang, who was standing stupidly.

What are you doing, a man with glasses, in uniform, shouted.

The crowd immediately became chaotic, and the onlookers scattered in all directions.

"Stop."

A bunch of hooligans ran down like little hooligans.

"Boss, run!"

The pheasant stood beside Zhong Xuan and waved his hand.

"Let it be miserable if you catch it!"

Shen Lang watched, but as soon as he lowered his head, Zhang Lingxing had already run away, and turned his head to give Shen Lang a thumbs up.

Mao Hongyou is also gone, this guy, Shen Lang felt a headache, he said, he also reached out and grabbed Zhong Xuan, and rushed away.

"Let go of me."

Zhong Xuan's ears were red, he lowered his head and whispered.

"Don't be shy, everyone knows about us."

"What do I have to do with you?" Zhong Xuan blushed and glared at Shen Langdao.

"Do those people think they don't?" Shen Lang turned his head to look at the people in the corridor and said with a wicked smile.

"It's all you!"

Zhong Xuan really wanted to push him, but felt a little ambiguous.

For a while, it was not a fight, and it was not a fight, so it was a stalemate, and Shen Lang looked at her tangled appearance, and there was a bad laugh.

Zhong Xuan was angry and stepped on Shen Lang fiercely.

Shen Lang was stunned, and she immediately shook off the other party's big hand, and fled as soon as she turned around.

"Boss, in fact, I want to ask you a question, why did you save her?" The pheasant who followed behind said with half of his face swollen.

"She's a good-looking woman." Shen Lang thought for a moment and said with certainty.

"For this, you have to avenge me."

The pheasant pointed to his nose and said.

"Definitely." Shen Lang winked at the pheasant.

"Thank you, Boss!"

Pheasant suddenly understood Shen Lang's intentions, this guy must be doing some activities by himself, being a junior brother, and it is his duty to share worries and solve problems for the boss.

returned to the villa, and Lan Yanran also came.

"Your injuries aren't healed yet."

Lan Yanran took Shen Lang's hand and reminded.

Shen Lang's hands are very broad, but at the same time, they are also very beautiful, with fine skin and tender flesh like a girl.

But his hands, which tend to be hot, like to hold his hand and talk to him.

She knew that the temperature on this hand was a vivid expression of qi and blood, and it was likely to be a true portrayal of Shen Lang's profound skills.

Learn the qigong of martial arts, and practice those exercises.

Qigong in martial arts is practiced in the meridians and viscera.

Shen Lang's internal strength is not special, according to the theory of the eight veins of the Qi Jing, the general Cheng dù in the national martial arts circle is quite high, and it is a necessary kung fu for martial arts masters to enter the house.

Da Zhou Tian practiced qi and blood.

If you can open all the meridians, you can greatly enhance the potential of the body.

It is as if as long as you open these two meridians, you can get infinite power, in fact, this is a misunderstanding.

Western medicine theory believes that if you can buy these two meridians, you will be full of qi and blood.

Practicing Da Zhou Tian, I spent a long time studying this thing in my early years.

Where is the second vein of Rendu, most people don't understand, let's just say it, the top of a person's head.

When a person is cut from the top of his head, he is the second vein of Ren Du.

According to the ancient warriors, the flow of qi and blood between people's breaths is joined by these two meridians.

The basis for examining Xiao Zhoutian's difficulty is to close his eyes and look inward.

When you inhale, there is a warm current, which is a violent sensation of qi, rushing up to the top of your head from behind, and when you exhale, it rushes from the top of your head to your lower abdomen.

When the meridians around the body are exercised to a certain extent, the qi and blood of the whole body may change to a certain extent with the communication of will.

Shen Lang is a clear example, when he is ready for battle, even if he does not clench his fists, the green tendons in his hands will burst out, which is not only the memory of the body, but also the credit of the meridians.

Lan Yanran is a girl, and she has also opened up the meridians, but the effect is far less clear than Shen Lang.

When she was in bed, Shen Lang often teased her, men are born with talent, you can't compare.

At the beginning, Lan Yanran was still not convinced, and trained her qi and blood and concentrated it on a certain part to strengthen her body functions, which was indeed a man's innate skill.

Thinking of this, Lan Yanran's face will always be red.

"What are you thinking?" Shen Lang looked at her apricot eyes with spring in her eyes, and said with a wicked smile.

"I'm annoyed."

Lan Yanran turned her head away from him.

"I'll go with you tomorrow."

Shen Lang shook his head, how could anyone do it with a woman, absolutely not.

"I'll go."

Lan Yanran raised her face, holding his hand and refusing to let go, this scoundrel's temperament was very similar to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang pinched her nose, to be honest, Lan Yanran's cooking skills are not a little worse than a star, these days, Shen Lang is very clear.

This construction seems to be just right, Lan Yanran thought about it, and was a little hesitant, Shen Lang saw it, and quickly added the fierce material, he muttered intentionally or unintentionally.

"I can do it too!"

Lan Yanran was poked in the sore spot for a while, straightened up, and spoke very seriously.

"You don't believe me!"

Lan Yanran was so angry that she slapped her hand on the carpet and kept making noises.

Facing a bewitching woman like He Shiyu, she is vivid and cheerful, and she will always appear faint.

She is a person who does not admit defeat, this Shen Lang understands very well.

"Wait, I'll prove it to you!"

Shen Lang's eyes narrowed together, this was what he was waiting for, jealousy was innate.

Inside the complex.

He Shiyu sat on the bed in the bedroom, hugging the big bear, and she looked at the toilet paper in a daze.

She stuck out her tongue.

What is this guy doing, she pulled out a new phone and wanted to send him a text.

That's it, Shen Lang's mobile phone hasn't been bought back yet.

He Shiyu bit her lip.

This time, Shen Lang and He Shiyu went to Jiangcheng with the pheasant.

When I got here, it was still He Shiyu's request, and the main force in the boundary of Jiangcheng was the Holy Martial Society.

Judging from the descriptions of He Shiyu and others, people are still good.

Although he also does some illegal business, he is also righteous, and many gangsters are willing to follow him.

A few people sat in the car leisurely, and there were more cars here.

Shen Lang and He Shiyu sat in their seats, watching the cars on both sides, and felt that what he said made sense.

The large and small vehicles on this road have different grades, and Shen Lang doesn't know much about it.

The pheasant grinned, as if he had really been beaten lightly.