His bun face was full of excitement, and then he shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, you can't even beat me, how can you be my master, I'd better go to other places to learn art, right?" ”

When Song Licheng heard this, he immediately shouted: "I can't beat you, it doesn't mean that the Song family's boxing is not powerful, hum, my sister is a real master of dark energy, hey, tell you this, you don't understand, don't you think that with a few hundred catties of brute force, you are invincible in the world, right?" ”

"You mean, I can worship the beauty hall master as a teacher?"

Song Licheng found that the fat man's eyes widened, and he seemed to be almost drooling, and his expression was a little strange.

However, the fat man's reaction still made Song Licheng's vanity very satisfied, and he nodded vigorously: "Of course, you helped our Song Family Martial Arts Hall today, I will go and tell my sister to let her accept you and teach you Song Family Fist in person." ”

"Good, great."

I don't know if there is something wrong with the fat man's body, Song Licheng found that the fat man's saliva finally flowed out magically, the chick pecked rice, nodded again and again, and his eyes suddenly brightened, like a lamp, but his eyes were a little strange.

Song Licheng was very satisfied with the fat man's appearance, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, your affairs are wrapped up in me, but let's hang this kid from the Jin Daoist Pavilion here, what should we do next?" ”

To tell the truth, for such unscrupulous audacity of a fat man, Song Licheng was happy and weak-hearted.

This fat man looks honest and easy to bully, but all the things he does are things that Song Licheng wants to do, but he doesn't dare to do and can't do.

This feeling is like a person who has been hungry for more than ten days, and suddenly eats a full Han banquet, from psychological to physiological, all of them are very refreshing.

But at the same time, Song Licheng also understood that the huge Jin Daoist Pavilion would definitely not give up.

In the current Han City, except for the Song Family Guoshu Pavilion, all the martial arts halls are all under the influence of the Jin Family Dao Pavilion.

If Jin Dacheng is the Lion King of the Mighty Beasts in the jungle, then the entire Han City has become a jungle under the rule of the Lion King, and even the Song Family Guoshu Pavilion, which has always been in trouble with the Jin Dao Pavilion, cannot but admit it.

But today, the mighty and ferocious Lion King was contemptuously squeezed on the head by a chubby pig and sprinkled a soak of urine!

Thinking of Jin Dacheng's ruthless and vicious methods, Song Licheng had to worry about the entire Song Family Boxing Gym, although if there was no fat man, the Song Family Boxing Gym might have been forced to close down or fall.

"What's next?"

The fat man was also stunned for a moment, repeating Song Licheng's words, as if he didn't realize that he was about to face the craziest revenge of the Jin Clan.

He didn't know what he thought, his eyes became bright again, and his honest and honest face was full of excitement, and he whispered to Song Licheng's ear.

Song Licheng stumbled, almost fell to the ground, and looked at the fat man with a shocked face: "How dare you my God." ”

The fat man laughed twice and held his head high: "There is nothing to dare, what the fat man admires the most in his life is the flower thief Tian Boguang, no, it is the second master of Wu Songwu who drunkenly beat the god of Jiang Men in the Water Margin, heroic and righteous, heroic and heroic, let's learn from Wu Erye today, in this foreign country, make a big fuss." ”

He straightened his chest and belly, and the heroic spirit that erupted made Song Licheng dumbfounded, and suddenly stomped his foot fiercely: "Ciao, a dead horse is regarded as a live horse doctor, this time, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman, I will go and tell my sister." ”

"Hey, hey, men's affairs, why do you want girls to be the masters, and besides, this kind of thing is not an earth-shattering event, you won't even pee and let your sister untie her belt, right?"

The fat man hooked Song Licheng's neck and pulled him back, Song Licheng's face was flushed by what he said, and he retorted unconvinced: "My sister is not an ordinary woman, she"

He just wanted to talk about his sister's strength, but he was pulled away by the fat man: "Anyway, women have to squat and pee, what's the difference, let's go." ”

In the Jin Daoist Hall, Jin Dacheng wore a Taoist robe, standing on the upper seat, and in the wide hall of about 500 square meters, twenty-one masters wearing Taoist robes, wearing protective gear all over their bodies, and wearing helmets on their heads, all stood at the bottom of the head.

These people are not the same as tall, short, fat and thin, but everyone's body exudes a cold murderous aura, and on the top of their heads, the vigorous essence and blood rush directly out of the Mud Pill Palace, and the essence light in the eyes shines like cold electricity.

Everyone's face is hidden deep behind the all-encompassing helmet, and the expressions of these people cannot be seen, but from everyone's body, you can feel a powerful and cold aura.

These people are the disciples of the Dark Hall who have been cultivated by the Jin Daoist for a hundred years and passed down from generation to generation, and only the hall owner is qualified to mobilize, they are the sharpest long sword in the hands of the hall owner.

The sword is invincible, whether it is the underground world or the above-ground world.

In fact, this group of dark hall disciples is also the source of turmoil in the underground world, and few people know that the Jin Clan Daoist Hall is also the king of the underground world of Hancheng.

In the hall, there was silence, but the two disciples guarding the door could feel a piercing breath, stabbed out like a bayonet, obviously the weather was not cold, but the two disciples were trembling, just hoping to send these plague gods away as soon as possible.

Jin Dacheng's fingers tapped rhythmically on the sandalwood chair, and his voice was indifferent: "The whole thing, everyone already knows, what to do, I think everyone knows very well, now it's not just those damn Huaxia boxers who are watching jokes, but also other guys from the Seven Avenue Pavilion." ”

"The behavior of the Song Family Boxing Gym is an insult and provocation to the powerful Jin Clan's Gym and Chi Guoguo, let us use our own way to prove that the Jin Clan's Gym is the most powerful and most unprovoked martial arts gym in the Cold Country, there is no one!"

He slowly stood up, his majestic face was full of murderous aura: "There are some insults, which can only be washed away with blood, go and release the beasts in your hearts, let these stupid Huaxia people, life is better than death, let all the guys with ulterior motives, shocked by your strength, retract their stinky hands." ”

A sinister smile appeared on his vicious face: "Maybe you will be worried about Han Guozhengfu's attitude, but I can assure you that this riot, within an hour or even two hours, there will be no police!" ”

He took a sip of tea lightly, his expression was calm and calm: "In this extraordinary period, such a big conflict breaks out, even if a few corpses occasionally appear, it is a very normal thing, I think, in two hours, you will definitely give the Song Family Boxing Gym and even the entire Chinese martial arts world an unforgettable lesson." ”

Jin Dacheng said, beckoning to Li Yuanjian, who had been standing respectfully behind him, Li Yuanjian bowed up, and Jin Dacheng said lightly: "Has your reporter friend arranged it?" Remember to give them the best angle to shoot and shoot the best video. ”

Li Yuanjian didn't dare to say anything, just nodded, and Jin Dacheng's voice was a little more ruthless: "Send two people to take good care of this reporter's family, his photos and video screens can only be in our hands, you know?" ”

Li Yuanjian was sweating profusely and nodded again and again.

After Jin Dacheng finished arranging, he stood up, and raised his hand to the twenty-one dark hall disciples below, and unconsciously, there was already a little more gritted teeth in his voice: "Disciples, put on Taoist robes, pay attention to cover your faces, and go!" ”

This sentence, as if there is some kind of spell, just finished speaking, only to hear a boom, the door of the hall was kicked open, the door weighing more than 100 kilograms, the bolt of the door broke, the door leaf flew open to the left and right sides of the wind, as if it had suffered a strong ** explosion.

In the dust, a white and fat fat man walked into the hall with a big grin, his hands on his waist, his chest was concave, and he shouted vividly: "Is anyone there?" Lao Tzu is here to kick the gym! ”

Kick the gym?

Kick the gym!

Jin Dacheng swore that this sentence was the biggest joke he had heard in the past ten years.

Since he became the owner of the Jin Clan's Daoist Gym, this originally scattered family Daoist Gym has gradually turned into a group of powerful, united, fierce and vicious lions in his hands.

Any force close to the Jin Clan Gym has been swallowed clean by the Kim Clan Gym in more than ten years of underground and underground struggles, both bright and dark.

Among them, even the other forces that had cooperated with the Jin Clan Gym have all become the great tonic medicine of the Kim Clan's Gym.

In the past few years, no one has dared to provoke the jungle monster of the Kim Gym, and even the headquarters of the Taekwondo Federation, in the face of the behemoth Kim Gym, can only woo and show goodwill.

Who dares to kick the gym at the Kim Gym?

Jin Dacheng squinted his eyes, and from a distance, he could watch a white and fat fat man from the central hall of the martial arts, lazily walking into the gate of the martial arts hall, like a pig, walking into the lion's den without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Behind the fat man, Song Licheng and Xiaolong and a group of Song Family Fist disciples were already pale with fright, and their livers were thumping, but they still walked steadily and followed behind the fat man.

Song Licheng's fists were already clenched tightly together because of fear, and his face was colorless.

He never dreamed that this time, the fat man didn't brag at all, and he actually came to the Jin's Dojo to kick the gym.

In fact, until just now, Song Licheng didn't figure out how he was brought here by the fat man's excitement, and the whole process made the fat man dizzy and confused, leaving only his brain full of blood boiling.

Except for Song Licheng, the other disciples were purely with the mentality of watching a good show, watching how the fat man who played the conch could tell his big lies, and everyone didn't believe it at all, this honest fat man dared to go to the Jin Daoist Hall to make trouble.

Who knows, the fat man broke the door of the Jin Daoist Pavilion with one kick, and then rushed into the Jin Daoist Pavilion in disregard, in the eyes of everyone, including Song Licheng, this is definitely a sheep into the tiger's mouth, no, it is a fat pig into the tiger's mouth

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