97 King Kong!

Lin Qingyang is still very big and has a lot of people, after beating the middle-aged man and not recognizing his mother, Lin Qingyang threw his hand away and threw this guy far away, hey, don't say it, his hand hurts!

Beating people is also individual lì live!

For this guy, Lin Qingyang just wants to give him two words: he deserves it! Splashing feces and blood is such an out method, and they can't figure it out.

"Mr. Xia, this person ...... What should this man do? The female secretary next to her had a small mouth half open, and she hadn't come back to her senses yet.

Xia Lixing was silent for a while.

Lin Qingyang grinned, "What's there to discuss, this kind of guy is obviously here to find fault, call the police, and detain him!" ”

Alarm?!

Xia Lixing was speechless, "......"

The female secretary's face was stunned, "......"

Co-authored buddy beat people like this.,In the end, I didn't plan to let them go.,Call the police.,I'm relying on you Why did you beat people into that ghost at the beginning since you planned to call the police!

Xia Lixing hesitated, "Brother Lin, I'll forget it." ”

"What's that?" Lin Qingyang glanced at Lao Xia, "Brother Xia, listen to me, call the police, hey I said security, come out quickly, restrain this kid and call the police, by the way, let him wipe the door of the company first, and then hand it over to the ......police."

Two security guards ran out with a clatter.

They were about to subdue the troublemaker, but as soon as they ran out, they stopped......

Security Guard, "......"

Security B, "......"

Why do I still use him to do this?

The two looked at Lin Qingyang's gaze, and both of them became weird, how could this kid beat people like this.

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"Tieguanyin, just got off?"

"No, a friend sent it."

"Lao Xia, don't fool your brother with fake tea."

", love to drink or not."

"I'll take it with me when I go."

"No, I'll just pack it."

"Look at how ...... you pick"

"Can I not pick and choose, such a big company is run by me alone."

“……”

While joking, the two walked towards Xia Lixing's office, the door was hidden, and when they walked to the door, Xia Lixing was just about to reach out and push the door, but Lin Qingyang's eyes locked all of a sudden, and while stopping Lao Xia, he pulled him back two steps slowly, with a solemn expression.

Xia Lixing's heart suddenly suddenly, "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Qingyang said, "There are some situations. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the office door, the door creaked and opened to the side, and Lin Qingyang's eyes fell straight into the room. On the sofa, a tall, big-handed monk sat staring at him. The monk was dressed in a military uniform, with a rough complexion, and nine incense scars on his head!

Big mountain!

This person is the big mountain that Jiang Feng said, he is here to kill people for Jiang Feng!

"Lao Xia, you go to the next room." Lin Qingyang said.

"No, I'll go in with you." Xia Lixing is in a hurry.

"." Lin Qingyang scolded, "If you don't want me to die, listen to me, a thief monk, I can handle it." ”

How could Xia Lixing not see that something was wrong, the monk sitting on the sofa was obviously very incomparable, "......"

"Is it difficult for you to still think that your skills are better than mine, listen to me, the two of us can live!" Lin Qingyang snorted.

After a pause, Xia Lixing gritted his teeth and agreed, "Okay, I'll go, but ...... Brother Lin, you have to be careful. ”

"Don't worry."

"Do you want me to call the police?" Lao Xia's voice suddenly lowered.

"Don't act rashly, Lao Xia, leave it to me, and I'll solve it." Lin Qingyang said.

"That's good!"

Xia Lixing was ruthless, got into the room next to him, and when he closed the door, Lin Qingyang finally smiled with relief on his face, moved his muscles, walked towards the door casually, sat on the sofa, looked at the mountain monk and asked, "What's your name, I said that people like you are all perverted, and you don't look in the mirror to see, how fucking are there monks in this world who kill people at every turn?" ”

"Why not?" The monk's voice was rough and loud.

"Where?"

"Here." The monk paused.

"Phew." Lin Qingyang glanced at him disdainfully, "You scumbag, at best, you can be regarded as a killer!" ”

The monk clasped his hands together and looked stern, "The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart!" A killer doesn't have to be a monk! ”

Lin Qingyang's eyes narrowed, "Then you kill me?" ”

The monk nodded, "Why did you refuse when that guy said to call the police just now?" That might be a bit of a way to live. ”

"The police are here, how can I kill you?" Lin Qingyang's words suddenly became murderous.

"Ambitious." Monk Dashan clapped his hands and laughed, "I just don't know, you kid has that ability!" ”

"You're not here to fart and talk to me, are you?"

"I'm here to avenge my apprentice!"

"That's just right!"

As soon as the three words stopped, Lin Qingyang's sitting body jumped up suddenly, boomed, and smashed into the mountain monk with a punch.

Whew.

With one punch, the air seems to be broken!

"Hahaha." The mountain monk laughed loudly, his voice was buzzing, and the sound was like thunder, and then, a strong force on his body suddenly broke out, and the sofa under him stabbed with a bang, cracking a big hole in the middle, and the mountain monk bounced out, slapped out horizontally, the size of a fan, and viciously incited Lin Qingyang.

Bang.

A fist and a palm quickly smashed together.

Between the fists, there was a stabbing sound, Lin Qingyang and the mountain monk shook their bodies, and at the same time retreated a meter back, there was a chaotic sound under their feet, the floor was smashed by the two of them, the coffee table and sofa next to it were brought, and Kerala fell to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

Almost at the same time, they once again pounced desperately on each other, playing fiercely, and with a bang, their fists slammed into each other.

Sting.

On the pores of Lin Qingyang's fist, there were bursts of severe pain, the palm power of the mountain monk seemed to be the palm power of Donkey Kong handed down by Shaolin Temple since ancient times, powerful and strong, even if his combat effectiveness was extraordinary, it was still a hot pain when he hit his hands, and the sleeves of Dashan's military uniform were directly torn apart by Lin Qingyang's strength!

The two of them retreated four or five steps after a row.

Bang bang bang.

A mirror-inlaid mural hanging on the wall was shaken by the footsteps of the two of them, and it had been shattered into countless pieces in mid-air.

"There are two hits." The monk was bare and exposed with a water chestnut horned, reinforced and iron-boned arm, "My two disciples died in your hands, and I didn't lose anything." ”

"You're not bad either." Lin Qingyang said, "Look at the kung fu under your hands, it is powerful and strong, it seems to be the power of King Kong's palm, right?" ”

"Good eyesight."

"The world blows Donkey Kong's palm power to the gods, and when I see it today, it's just like that, it's not a big deal." Lin Qingyang shook his head very shamefully, "If Bodhidharma knew that you used this palm technique to kill people, it is estimated that he would be angry, right?" ”

"All kinds of kung fu are used to kill." Dashan said angrily, "What's more, this palm technique is more than enough to kill you!" ”

"Do you know what your greatest trait is?" Lin Qingyang asked.

"Say."

"You've been bragging since I saw you, like the real thing......"

"Bastard!"

Dashan let out a roar suddenly, in this roar, his whole body bones snapped, and his already tall and mighty body turned out to be bigger again, like King Kong reincarnated, with a shout, two steps in front of Lin Qingyang, a pair of fleshy palms from top to bottom, boom, and slashed towards Lin Qingyang!

King Kong splits the mountain!

It's like a diamond splitting a mountain!

Lin Qingyang took a sharp breath, and in the face of the pressure of the mountain monk's huge waves, his mind instantly calmed down, his five fingers were pinched into a tripod shape, and with a bang, he greeted the iron palm that smashed down from the mountain!

Lin Qingyang's trick also has a name: stealing the sky, one style!

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