Hearing Yanchen's words, the men who copied the guy suddenly felt a little relaxed in their hearts, if this kid used the gun directly, then they wouldn't have to fight.

And Yanchen's meaning is also very obvious, that is, don't move Wang Zihan, this belongs to an unspoken rule between the two sides.

"Brothers" only heard a man shouting, with the lead sheep, needless to say that the whole team was driven, this is the flock effect.

Looking at the sticks that were swinging towards him, Yan Chen sneered in his heart, and casually picked up a wooden stick like a wolf entering a flock, and walked straight towards the center.

The sound of the sticks waving in the air was endless, whirring, and as the sticks in their hands fell again and again, there were only three people standing in the entire hall, one was Yanchen, one was Wang Zihan, and the other was the second master.

For a while, a scream filled the entire hall, looking at Yan Chen's dashing figure wielding a stick, Wang Zihan inexplicably felt a sense of security.

The second master saw that more than a dozen of his subordinates had all fallen, and his sudden horror was indescribable.

The second master slowly stood up, his face was slightly moved, and he looked at Yanchen and said in a deep voice: "Little brother is really hidden."

"Why does the second master want to take action in person," Yan Chen said lightly. Judging from the momentum exuded by the second master's entire body, if he doesn't know how to do it, it will be absolutely nonsense.

"The old bones haven't exercised for a long time, and if they don't move, they'll be old," the second master put his hands together and made a gurgling sound.

Yan Chen smiled faintly and said, "Second Master be careful of arthritis."

"Sharp-toothed boy," said the second master, and suddenly his fingers showed eagle claws, and he roared towards Yanchen.

The second master's eagle claw went straight to Yanchen's chest, Yanchen dodged sideways, and then saw the second master turn around, and the other hand still showed an eagle claw suit, pinching towards Yanchen's throat.

If this is for him to pinch himself, he will still be alive, Yanchen's palm suddenly poked out, and instantly wrapped the second master's eagle claws, his body jumped up slightly, and his knee kicked towards the second master's abdomen.

Seeing Yanchen attacking, how dare the second master slack off, Eagle Claw hurriedly retreated, dodging Yanchen's attack.

At the moment when the eagle claw just retreated, the second master suddenly leaned over, and the eagle claw grabbed Yanchen's crotch.

"I'll rub" Yanchen scolded, this old guy is really insidious, he even wants to pinch his life, Yanchen can't let him succeed even if he is killed.

In an instant, Yanchen kicked at the speed of lightning, and kicked on the second master's eagle claws, and his body turned around at a 360-degree turn and stepped down on the second master's back.

Seeing Yanchen's change of moves, how dare the second master slacken, his body hurriedly rolled away, although he avoided Yanchen's foot, but Yanchen's other foot was spit out at the second master's ribs, and suddenly the second master followed this kick and rolled out seven or eight meters before stabilizing his body.

Seeing Yanchen's skills, the second master really knew that this kid was terrible, his feet were like lightning, his reaction was as fast as light, and he suffered a small loss in the first round of confrontation.

"Old guy, you are not my opponent, it is estimated that if you exercise again, your body will fall apart, Eagle Claw Gong, hehe, don't connect your hands into chicken claws" Yan Chen said with a loud laugh.

Hearing that Yanchen looked down on himself so much, and those who practice martial arts are all high-minded people, how can they be willing to let others say that their strength is underneath.

"Don't be complacent, kid, just careless, this time I will definitely make you bloody," the second master said in a fierce voice.

"Haha, I'll wait" As he spoke, Yan Chen bent down, grabbed a person who was lying on the ground screaming and threw it towards the second master.

I saw that the second master's eagle claws poked out, and an eagle hook lifted the man down, and Yan Chen suddenly launched an attack at this time.

Just when Yan Chen's body was directly in front of the second master, Yan Chen's feet suddenly shifted to the side of the second master, and his elbow hit the second master's head fiercely.

Yan Chen's footsteps shifted again, and just when the second master wanted to attack, suddenly Yan Chen's hands reached out and collided with the two eagle claws of the second master.

The second master's legs were not idle, and when he raised his legs, he collided with Yan Chen's legs, Yan Chen sneered in his heart, and he began to touch stones with his legs when he was ten years old.

Bang, the calves of the two suddenly collided together, and after one blow, Yanchen didn't give the second master a chance to breathe at all, his right leg poked out again, and collided with the second master's calf.

Two, three, four, five...... Yanchen seems to have encountered addiction, and the second master is also enduring the pain, colliding with Yanchen again and again.

Finally, Yan Chen withdrew his calf, raised his knee sideways and kicked towards the back of the second master, and suddenly the second master was hit by Yan Chen's blow again, and immediately stumbled behind him.

The second master stared at Yan Chen's right leg with a big head, as if he wanted to see something, looking at the second master's trembling left leg, Yan Chen was not surprised and laughed: "The second master is not convulsive, why is his left leg trembling non-stop."

"Boy, don't be complacent, you're no better" and the second master thought that the hardness of his legs was definitely beyond ordinary people, but he didn't expect that Yanchen could still hold on after many collisions, the second master was a little surprised, so at this time he concluded that Yanchen must be really strong.

"Hehe, I'm strong, if it's the same as you, the old and weak soldier, it's okay, I tremble like this, it's really boring, how about we touch that leg" Yan Chen said indifferently, without seeing a trace of pain.

The second master was also unconvinced for a while, and he didn't believe that his kid's legs were harder than his own, "Come on, who is afraid of whom."

After saying that, the two collided together, the last time it was just a collision of one leg, and the two legs of the two of them all moved, one crossed and collided, one waved and folded and collided, and for a while the sound of bone collision was endless.

Thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight...... Finally, the second master couldn't help it, and took the lead in retreating behind him, this guy's legs were as hard as an iron plate, and he didn't move at all, I don't know if this kid's legs are indeed harder than himself or more endurance than himself.

The second master wanted to retreat, but Yanchen didn't stop him, carrying the two legs that the second master was trembling unconsciously and had a burst of amusement in his heart.

"Second master, your legs are trembling in a hurry, can't you even control this?"

At this time, the second master also wanted to control it, but his legs had stopped his call.

Seeing Yanchen's still indifferent attitude, the second master was surprised: "You don't have anything to do at all?" ”

"You and I are your group of old and weak miserable soldiers, if the second master doesn't come again" Yan Chen looked at Yan Chen with a smile.

The second master immediately gritted his teeth tightly and said stiffly: "Come again."

As soon as he finished speaking, his legs moved forward slightly, and suddenly he stumbled and fell to the ground, and his legs really couldn't hold on.

Yan Chen glanced at the second master, and walked towards Hei Mao without paying attention to him, after all, Wang Zihan wanted to slap his mouth, not to mention scolding Wang Zihan for such insulting language.

Hei Mao was the first to be injured, but he was also the least injured, just his head was dizzy for a while and he woke up, but seeing Yanchen's thunderous skills, he suddenly retreated when he was about to get up from the ground.

"Don't you get dizzy," Yan Chen walked up to him and said in a faint voice.

"Yes...... It's a little dizzy."

Yanchen dragged him up, daring to scold himself for the woman he fancied was really damned, not to mention that Wang Zihan had spoken, and he had to teach him a good lesson, otherwise he would be sorry for his salary.

Then Yanchen casually picked up a guy from the ground, held one in one hand, showed a smile at the two of them, and said, "Don't be afraid, let's play a game now, and the name of the game will be Papapa."

"The rule is that the two of you slap each other, and you must smoke heavier than he slaps you, if anyone violates the rules, don't blame me for slapping you in the mouth," said Yanchen as he picked up a plank on the ground and said.

"You start first" Yan Chen pointed to the black hair, "One, two, three start." ”

Seeing that after he finished shouting, Hei Mao hesitated slightly, and just as he hesitated, Yanchen's wooden board had already slapped his mouth fiercely, and immediately overflowed with blood.

This time, Hei Mao didn't doubt the truth of Yanchen's words, and slapped the mustache in the face.

Seeing that Hei Mao really fanned himself with a heavy hand, the mustache was also unkind, and he immediately slapped Hei Mao on the face, and Hei Mao was angry when he saw that the mustache actually hit the anger in his heart.

For a while, the sound of the two slapping each other was also unconscious, and in order to stimulate their enthusiasm for slapping, Yan Chen also accidentally put the wooden board on their mouths.

Five minutes passed, and when he saw the two of them who couldn't even recognize his mother, Yanchen suddenly smiled, and saw Wang Zihan and said, "Boss, how is it, are you angry."

"It's okay, his mouth is too dirty," Wang Zihan said, pointing at his black hair.

Rather mess with villains than women, Yanchen thought in his heart that he had beaten people like this, and Wang Zihan was still angry.

"Stop" Hearing Yanchen's words, Hei Mao and Mustache were excited for a while, so they waited for this sentence, and suddenly the two breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Yan Chen pointed at his mustache and said, "Now the rules of the game have changed, this time it's up to you to beat him." ”

"Huh?" Hearing Yan Chen's words, Hei Mao almost fainted, isn't it, why is his fate so miserable.

"Yes, yes" This guy's methods have just seen him, and if he doesn't do his best, I'm afraid it's another wooden plank to serve, and the feeling of the wooden board is still too different from the palm of the flesh.

Smack, the mustache shook his hand and slapped Hei Mao's face, Yanchen nodded with satisfaction and said, "If I don't say stop, you will continue to fight."

"Yes, yes, yes."