Dai Xianchen's heart sank, but he couldn't change his body anymore, and watched the fat man's right palm imprinted on his chest.

Bang!

Dai Xianchen seemed to have been hit by a ferocious locomotive, and he flew out involuntarily, and the whole person smashed the thick and hard granite wall of the hall, half of his body was embedded in the wall, and the bones all over his body did not know how many were broken, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

Three moves!

All the people, whether they were the disciples of the Dai Clan Daoist Pavilion or the disciples of the Song Family's Guoshu Pavilion, all looked at Wang Xiaoshi in amazement, this fat demon, it only took three moves to beat the two great masters of the Dai Clan's Daoist Pavilion who were regarded as the Divine Mansion, and they couldn't afford to be seriously injured.

All the Song family boxing disciples were particularly shocked, they knew in their hearts that in addition to the first move of waving indiscriminately and bluffing, the other two moves, the black tiger digging out the heart and the lazy clothes, are all the simplest and most ordinary boxing techniques in the Song family boxing.

But these two tricks came into the hands of the fat man, and they actually beat the two great masters of Huajin, who were seriously injured and vomited blood, and all the disciples' brains were shocked and blank.

"I'll fight with you!"

The young man surnamed Dai had the whole world collapsed, his eyes were cracked, and his eyes were blood-red.

In his heart, the supreme and unrivaled father and second uncle were actually defeated by this fat man who did not look amazing, he suddenly lost his mind and howled and rushed towards the fat man.

Call!

The fat man flew up, and the young man's body came and went faster, like a football shooting at the goal, flew out directly, hitting the thick gate, and the whole person lay on it, like a piece of raged clothes, hanging on the door panel, and slowly hanging down under the action of gravity.

On the thick gate, there was a long trail of blood.

"Brothers, go up together and kill this fat man."

A guy with a meaty face jumped up, howling loudly in his mouth, and under his instigation, the disciples in the entire Dao Hall all rushed towards the fat man like a tide, and the scene immediately became extremely chaotic.

Bang bang!

There were several explosions in succession, and the anger was agitated, and four or five disciples who were close to the fat man suddenly turned into a football shooting at the goal, and their bodies were kicked by the fat man, and then the whole person turned into a rolling gourd, and shot towards the gate like an arrow.

Wherever these humanoid "footballs" went, the disciples turned over on their backs and fell to pieces.

Under absolute strength, any numerical superiority is not an advantage, and ants bite elephants to death, which is just the lust of many ordinary people.

All the elite disciples who besieged the fat man fell to the ground, and the few disciples who could still stand were all standing far away, not daring to approach the fat man again.

The fat man plucked his nostrils with his thumb and stood in place, with a very cool look on his face: "Thank you for such cooperation, I am a football lover, in fact, I haven't played so well for a long time." ”

Burst!

Dai Xianshan, who had just barely sat up, was trying to swallow the blood that rushed to his throat, and this time he couldn't hold back any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the Taoist robe on his chest, bright red.

As a professional reporter, he deeply knows how much of an uproar these news revelations in his lens will cause if they are broadcast.

The fat man didn't lie to Zhang Ce, followed him, and really created a big bang news.

The fat man saw Dai Xianzhi vomiting blood, and his face was surprised: "This time he vomited blood, it's none of my business, I didn't beat you again, I'm dozens of years old, and I still squirt blood to play, no big or small, it's really"

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed as he pulled the Dai Clan Daoist disciple who was in the way open with his foot, and then walked towards the door.

Behind him, Dai Xianchen's second mouthful of blood spurted out again, and not far behind him, the second brother Dai Xianchen fell into the wall with half of his body, unconscious, and the entire courtyard of the Taoist Hall was full of elite disciples crawling all over the ground, chanting endlessly.

In less than ten minutes, Dai's Daoist Hall failed miserably!

Song Xiaoqiao was groggy, suddenly woke up, and found that she was lying on the bed, covered with a soft quilt, her head hurt, rubbing her temples, and her eyes were blank: "How could I lie on the bed and be broken!" ”

She suddenly remembered the fat man's heavy palm before, until now, she can still clearly remember that the fat man straightened his neck, looking like a stubborn second fool, such a person often has a tendon in his head, and does things recklessly, if he really goes to the Dai Dao Pavilion to kick the gym, the consequences are unimaginable.

Song Xiaoqiao glanced at the alarm clock at the head of the bed, and suddenly jumped up reflexively, and she rushed out in a hurry.

More than forty minutes have passed, even if Song Xiaoqiao rushes over to stop the fat man now, I'm afraid it's too late, but knowing this, Song Xiaoqiao still took a taxi and rushed towards the Dai Clan Gym in a hurry.

Along the way, Song Xiaoqiao's heart was cold, and as soon as he closed his eyes, it was a miserable scene of the fat man and the disciples of the Song Family's National Art Museum, flesh and blood flying, and broken hands and feet.

When the taxi drove to the block about half a kilometer away from Dai's Gym, the road was already blocked by a sea of people, and the crowds surrounded Dai's Gym, not to mention a car, even if it was a stroller, it was difficult to squeeze in.

Song Xiaoqiao had no choice but to get out of the car, little by little, squeezed forward from the dense crowd, and listened to the people around him, talking about it, and his heart was on fire.

"It's been five minutes since I went in, and I haven't come out yet, according to me, that fat man can't get out, what kind of place is Dai's Daoist Hall, and he can also go wild here?"

"I heard that the fat man drank a lot of wine in order to strengthen his courage, and he couldn't walk steadily, and the arrogant and rampant Chinese people didn't even want their lives in order to earn some face."

"Look at it, the two masters of the Dai family will give this fat man an unforgettable lesson, if you want me to say, there are more people who go to the Dai Gym to kick the gym, who is not broken hands and feet, and a dead dog is thrown out of the gym like a dead dog?"

Song Xiaoqiao listened to the discussions of the people around her, and the strength around her body seemed to be drained, she remembered that the fat man didn't listen to herself, her teeth were clenched, but her nose was sour.

"Come out, come out, oh my god, what's going on?"

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion and noise in front of me, and many people made unbelievable sounds, and the whole flow of people and tides surged forward frantically, as if something incredible had happened.

Song Xiaoqiao's heart beat violently, and he didn't pay attention to any civility and politeness at this moment, so he started a small move, squeezed through the gap in the crowd, and rushed to the front of the crowd.

Her heart, beating uncontrollably, crossed the cover of the crowd, looked ahead, and after only one glance, her mouth opened wide, and her plump lips became O-shaped.

The door of the Jin Clan Daoist Hall was completely opened, and the fat man walked out vividly, and behind him, dozens of disciples of the Dai Daoist Hall all rolled to the side, groaning, curling up, rolling and crawling like a dead dog, extremely miserable.

On the high stone steps, you can also see the two legendary taekwondo masters of the Dai family, Dai Xianchen and Dai Xianshan, one of them sat cross-legged, vomiting blood, and the body of one was embedded in the middle of the collapsed wall, and the body hung softly, I don't know whether it was dead or alive, and under the wall, there was a pool of shocking blood.

In front of the open door of Dai's Daoist Hall, the fat man was still smoky and drunk, his face was full of alcohol, and he watched countless reporters take pictures of himself, so he put on various sultry poses, shouting and screaming, and he looked triumphant, which made people laugh.

Behind the fat man, more than a dozen disciples of the Song Family's National Art Pavilion, all with their heads held high, their waists straight, followed the fat man, and under the flash that made it difficult to open their eyes, these disciples, with a proud and proud face, looked forward to Shenfei.

"Fatty, you guys"

Seeing this, Song Xiaoqiao didn't need to ask, and understood what was going on, this dead fat man who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth, had the audacity to kick the hall, and he really succeeded.

She rushed over, the fat man suddenly saw Song Xiaoqiao, and was suddenly startled, his body shrank, flashing behind Jin Licheng, Jin Licheng was also startled, and wanted to shrink his body, but he was stuck in front of the fat man, so he had to barely show a smile: "Sister, you are here"

Song Xiaoqiao didn't care about holding these people accountable for knocking him unconscious, he just looked at the Dai Clan Pavilion in a daze, and his eyes were full of disbelief that he suddenly saw the Arabian Nights, the Dai Clan Gym, which was once so powerful that people didn't dare to look up, was it over?

"How did you do that?"

Song Xiaoqiao even pinched her thighs fiercely, the fat man was so brilliant that it was a dazzling record, which made her feel an unreal dream, and she couldn't help asking.

Seeing that Song Xiaoqiao did not mean to hold the curator responsible, the fat man stood up from behind Jin Licheng again, with a triumphant face: "What Gao Zu said is quite right, a powerful reactionary is all paper tigers, hehe, these guys seem to be five people and six people, majestic, but they don't resist beating." ”

"Yes, sister, we used to overestimate taekwondo masters, and the fat man punched and kicked him three times, and that's it."

Jin Licheng saw that his sister did not pursue it, and he also put his heart at ease, took two steps forward, and said happily.

"Nonsense, Dai's Daoist Pavilion is like a cloud, it's not what you can imagine, fatty, who are you?"

Song Xiaoqiao is not as easy to fool as Song Licheng, his face sank, and his eyes were staring at the fat man, this unacceptable and jaw-dropping result, I am afraid that only the fat man can explain it clearly.

The fat man smiled, raised his head, and stared at Song Xiaoqiao with burning eyes: "I'm from Huaxia." ”

His eyes were too hot and bright, forcing Song Xiaoqiao to turn his head and avoid his gaze, and then his heart moved: "The fat man has a lot of articles, what does it mean?" ”

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