"Brother, came to our martial arts hall to stir up trouble, did you find the wrong place?" A boxer stood up, clenched his fists and said.

"I think you're looking for death!" There was a boxer with a meaty face who had a short temper, and before Yang Guo could speak, he scolded angrily and punched Yang Guo.

If you don't agree with each other, you will face each other horizontally, is this the style of the Guo Family Xingyi Fist Martial Arts Gym? Xiao Pingtou is like this, these people are also like this, Yang Guo's eyes were full of anger, and he thought silently in his heart: "People who practice boxing, don't cultivate themselves, shout and kill all day long, I want to teach you a lesson for your ancestors!" ”

The fist of the boxer with a face full of meat was like a bowl, and he waved it vigorously, which surprised the student next to him to exclaim again, but his strength was average, Yang Guo could see at a glance that he was unstable, just put his hand on it, pulled his fist and squeezed it, and then twisted it with force, and the boxer with a face full of meat fell to the ground tumbling and falling.

With his butt on the ground, and the cushioning of the foam cushion, he didn't fall so painfully, but the psychological gap made his eyes look surprised.

"Damn! Boy, you are so yin, when there is no one in our martial arts hall? The remaining three boxers gathered around, and one of them said angrily.

"Am I yin? Whoever made the first move, you know for yourselves! Yang Guo coldly refuted, "I came here today to find Fu Lei, and I don't want to cause trouble." ”

"Find trouble with Senior Brother Fu Lei, pass our level first!" A boxer who didn't look very old said.

"Beat him!" The meaty boxer shouted hoarsely on the ground, he was fine, but he felt too embarrassed to be put down by someone, so he was annoyed and angry.

Yang Guo's eyes were cold, his left leg slowly stretched forward, his right leg bowed slightly, and his hands were in a starting pose one after the other. It seems that if you don't defeat them today, you won't be able to see Fu Lei and Xiao Pingtou's bastards!

The young boxer took the lead in rushing over, he learned Xingyi boxing well, at least, when he punched, he used the drill punch he usually practiced, and attacked Yang Guo's ribs. The fist speed is very fast, and it will definitely not be able to dodge with the reaction speed of ordinary people.

But is Yang Guo an ordinary person? Yang Guo didn't even dodge, and when he saw the upward drill fist, he saw that the thumb of his left hand was buckled inward, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at the wrist joint of the young boxer's fist.

"Hey!" The young boxer was slashed so vigorously, his fist couldn't be pinched, and he let go like a chicken claw, just screamed, and was immediately suffocated again, Yang Guo lifted his hind legs, and kicked and kicked, and the young boxer's stomach hurt and fell backwards.

Yang Guo didn't have time to enjoy the picture of his butt rolling on the ground for a long distance, and the other two boxers rushed from behind one left and one right, the boxer on the left used the strength of the collapse fist, while the boxer on the right rushed straight with a cannon fist.

Yang Guo turned around, his left hand reached out, grabbed the wrist of the left boxer and pressed it down, removing the force on his fist, and his right hand also clenched his fist at the same time.

Facing the cannon fist on the right, Yang Guo did not dodge this time, and his right hand also used the cannon fist posture of Xingyi Fist, and the two fists "bang" with a muffled sound, and they really collided. The boxer on the right is the first to strike, but Yang Guo is the second to strike, with great strength and hard fists, Yang Guo does not suffer in this fight.

"Oops!" The boxer on the right knelt on the ground with his right hand in his hand, and his five knuckles were as painful as if they were cracked, and tears flowed down his eyes.

"It's useless!" Yang Guo said coldly, in fact, he had already retained his strength, and he only used less than fifty percent of his strength, if he fought with all his strength, the right hand of this boxer was estimated to be useless.

The left hand suddenly tightened, Yang Guo turned his head to look, and found that the boxer on the left who was holding him down hugged his left hand hard, and used the strength of his body to hold it down.

"Ahh The boxer with a face full of flesh didn't know when he stood up, and a white crane jumped over with bright wings, lit up his right foot on tiptoe, and kicked Yang Guo fiercely at the ribs of the chest.

What a bummer! Is this a gang fight of street gangsters? Still like this?

A cold light flashed in Yang Guo's eyes, and he saw that his left hand was no longer pumping out, but pressing on the left boxer's body, and the whole person did a front side flip, which was able to dodge the kick of the boxer with a face full of meat, and then flew up his right leg diagonally and kicked directly on his hind leg.

The boxer with a full face jumped too hard, and was kicked by Yang Guo when he was still in the air, and his hind legs were originally supporting legs when he landed, but this time the center of gravity of his body lost balance and fell again. This time, he fell hard, and the white crane's bright wings turned into a flat sand goose-like butt landing, and he almost lost his breath.

And the boxer who dragged Yang Guo's left hand was not much better, when Yang Guo's right leg was withdrawn, he hung on his shoulder and smashed him down directly, and Yang Guo's left hand was freed.

"Coming back?" Sensing that someone from the side was about to rush over, Yang Guo raised his right fist, looked coldly at the young boxer who had already stood up, and scolded.

The young boxer was startled, he stopped, looked at the several fellow boxers lying on the ground, and the screams of pain were endless, and he took two steps back timidly.

After all, he is not a person who really fights for a living in mixed society, and he does not have the courage to fight with a master who has knocked down four or five of his boxers in turn again and again.

"Ahh The shoulder was pressed, and the young boxer was like a frightened bird, screaming loudly in fright, and he almost begged for mercy. When I looked back, I don't know when a few people came behind me, all dressed in the formal clothes of the inner building.

"Big, big, big brother." The young boxer muttered in surprise as if he had become stuttering.

Yang Guo frowned and looked at the five newcomers. Compared with the previous straw bales that are strong on the outside and dry in the middle, the aura of these five newcomers is much stronger. They are generally not tall, about 1.75 meters, but they are very energetic, standing there with their waists crossed or their hands crossed over their chests, their legs slightly forked, and the soles of their feet are not moving at all as if they are rooted.

And the senior brother who is in the lead is even more restrained, in his early thirties, but the muscles of his body are tight, and he can see that the joints are thick without clenching his fists, and he has a fight with Yang Zhengdong.

He's a master! Yang Guo secretly judged in his heart, of course, he was sure that these five people together could not compare to Meng Sanchao, after all, Meng Sanmeng had been tempered by life and death, and his kung fu had already become a faction of his own, and he had not reached the realm of a grandmaster, but it was not far away.

However, Yang Guo was still disappointed, because among the five newcomers, he still didn't see Fu Lei's figure, and even looked at the entire martial arts hall, and he didn't see the shadows of the few people who appeared in the hot pot city that day.

(Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation, let's take a ticket and smash the cold door!) ≧▽≦）