Chapter 16: The Moulin Rouge (1)
The man who spoke was very young, wearing a casual suit, standing in a graceful posture, and showing a ruffian air in his delicateness.
Xiaohu listened to his Mandarin and immediately knew that he was a foreigner. Outsiders are more stupid than they don't know the dark, so they jump out and fight unevenly. He didn't even bother to say a word, what he needed to do was very simple, which was to beat him so that he regretted jumping out to be a hero.
Xiaohu stepped on Boss Wei's cheek with one foot, his body did not move, and his right fist stabbed straight at the bridge of the visitor's nose. In his mind, the skinny young man wouldn't waste his second punch.
However, to his surprise, the young man's body flashed his head very flexibly, although the movements were a little unsightly, but still aroused Xiaohu's vigilance.
He and Brother Kui are both Boss Hong's people, and they belong to the type of teacher and friend. His strength is not as good as that of Brother Kui, but his punching speed is the fastest under Boss Hong, because his explosiveness and upper body strength are good. Of course, this has something to do with the fact that he insists on practicing 500 times a day.
Ordinary people are just staring at his fist with all their attention, and they can't dodge it. As for some people with little experience, if they haven't practiced a similar routine like Bagua Circumambulation, even if they dodge the front hand punch, but the strength is exhausted, the back hand punch will definitely not be able to escape.
Generally speaking, the punch value of the front hand fist is smaller, the speed is fast, the power is small, and it plays the role of stabbing the opponent Feng Fist, which is the pathfinder of the back hand heavy punch.
Xiaohu had to put away his contempt, retracted the left foot that was trampled on Boss Wei's face, kicked the ground hard with the ball of his right foot, drove his waist to turn to the left, mobilized his body's habitual surname, and hit a back hand punch with the momentum. The process is coherent and fast.
But his backhand hit missed.
Xiaobai let out a light "surprise" and sat up straight. Brother Kui's eyes narrowed, and his expression was still disdainful.
Although the thin young man dodged two quick punches in a row, the lower plate of his body was not very stable, and he staggered two steps, when a deep voice came out of the silent lobby: "Punch, straight in the middle." ”
The thin man heard the trumpet, taking advantage of the opponent's fist strength to run out, a forward lunge, his body was already close to Xiaohu, and then a spinning punch smashed Xiaohu's heart. This straight line is the combination of his shortest attack range, fastest speed, and most direct strike. Even occasionally it can be strong with a weak fight. Xiaohu's face changed, and he hurriedly waved his arm to block.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound. The two of them stepped back in unison.
In terms of skills, strength, and strength, Han Weidong's ability to defend and attack without falling behind is really a reminder of luck and Gu Shaobing.
At this moment, the guests who approached the No. 1 private room only felt a slight darkness overhead, as if a giant bird had skimmed over the chandelier, blocking the light.
In an instant, they saw Brother Kui suddenly fly out with a kick, and the young man who had just been extremely flexible dodged with all his might, but he was still kicked in the hip by the ankle, and the whole person fell to the ground and slid for more than ten meters.
"Little bastard, look for death!" Brother Kui took an arrow step, raised his foot and stomped on Han Weidong's body. If this foot is stomped solidly, Han Weidong's stomach will not bloom, and he will have to drink internal injury medicine for half a year.
Boss Wei, who had just raised his head from the coffee table, shouted, "Don't! Brother Kui......"
Han Weidong changed his hippie smile and hurriedly shouted to the west of the hall: "Big brother......"
"Humph! You lazy! Before the sound fell, there was a muffled sound in the west of the hall, and a rugged figure like a big eagle spread its wings, rushing towards Kuige, bringing up a stream of wind, like a blower box suddenly activated.
Brother Kui changed color when he heard the wind, suddenly retracted his legs, temporarily changed the angle of kicking, bowed his left leg, and kicked out with his right leg towards the figure.
"Poof!" With a bang, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Brother Kui's leg was slapped by a palm, and he staggered back four or five steps, his eyes shrunk, and he looked at the comer.
The person who came had a common haircut, short hair like a brush, broad shoulders full of black jackets, standing there like a high wall, he didn't even look at Brother Kui, but turned his head to stare at Han Weidong, and said in a deep voice: "I told you three years ago that practicing the foundation of the exercises is not a trick at all. If you persist every day, a lunge or a horse step is like a few feet of root, pushing but not falling. Even if his leg kicks you, it's him who retreats. ”
"Big brother...... Hey! Wasn't it blind and busy before, and I couldn't calm down, but now that I'm quiet, I promise......" Han Weidong was close to Gu Shaobing as if no one was there.
"I'm so angry!" Brother Kui roared, and pounced on Gu Shaobing fiercely, using both fists and feet, and used all his strength when he got started, not seeking to defeat the enemy in a battle, but at least suppressing the arrogance of the other party.
Gu Shaobing's body sank suddenly, and he pierced an ordinary horse step, and his right fist flashed out with lightning...... This punch didn't have any skills, and it smashed directly into Brother Kui's fist.
Brother Kui was surprised and delighted. What is surprising is that he has never encountered such a fighting style, with fist to fist, strong fist to win. He couldn't guarantee that his fists would outman, but he believed in his feet. Because his foot had already kicked the opponent in the waist just as the two punches were about to intersect.
"Bang!" Brother Kui smirked wildly, no matter how hard your fist is, it is useless, suddenly, he seems to notice that something is wrong, and he feels that his kick is not **, but a hard iron plate.
Then, before his wild laughter subsided, he let out another miserable cry, and his colossal body was shocked back like a defeated rooster.
Gu Shaobing's body was pressed like a mountain, his straight fist changed to a punch, and in a loud bang, he hit Brother Kui's left shoulder, only to hear a crisp sound, and half of Brother Kui's shoulder was like a loofah fluttering in the wind, and there was nowhere to exert force lightly.
"Stop!" Xiaohu and Xiaobai pounced on each other from the left and right.
Gu Shaobing's eyes were cold, and a sense of oppression filled the entire bar. With a wind-breaking sound in his left fist, he stabbed the little tiger in the heart with the shortest, straightest, fastest, and most powerful momentum; His left leg brushed over Xiaobai's lower plate in an instant, and then retreated from the center of the three-person handover, as if he had never moved.
And Xiaobai and Xiaohu are like mice caught in a mouse trap, lying on the ground and wailing.
There was a dead silence in the bar, and then there was a round of applause and cheers. Whether it is a waiter or a guest at the bar, he is afraid of Ma Laoer's Yinwei in Qingyuan. Don't dare to come out, but it doesn't mean that they don't hate the unscrupulousness of this group of people in their hearts.
In the past few years, it has not been without courage, a little money, and a little kung fu to kill Ma Lao'er, but no one has ever succeeded.
Boss Wei was shocked by Gu Shaobing's fierce skills, and even forgot about his humiliating enemies in his life, and saw Han Weidong and Colonel Yu rushing up to surround Gu Shaobing excitedly. Before his joy could stretch on his face, he immediately glanced at the door of the bar in horror and ran over quickly, "Leave, they will be coming soon......"
Colonel Yu said proudly: "No matter how many people come, they will be given in vain." Are you the boss? We've got you covered today......"
Han Weidong glanced at him with disdain and interrupted, "Didn't we say okay, wash your hands, and blackmail?" ”
Boss Wei said anxiously: "It must be the police." As soon as they lose, the police will appear, this is no secret in Qingyuan, leave quickly, it is better to get out of the city immediately......"
As soon as he finished speaking, two sharp brakes were heard in front of the bar. Then, more than a dozen police officers rushed in.
"Who's here to fight and make trouble?"
(To be continued)