He Luo now thinks that it is quite easy to deceive a woman, and that is to tell her the truth.

Lin Yunzhi didn't believe that He Luo was rich anyway, and after saying a few words, He Luo didn't bother to explain, so it was troublesome.

"Forget it, I won't bother with you, let's sleep!" He Luo said helplessly, just explained a few words, people just don't believe it, so what can you do.

Lin Yunzhi snorted, found a comfortable position to lie down, and then closed her eyes, with a satisfying and sweet appearance, with thrilling beauty.

He Luo always waited for her to fall asleep first, no matter who she was with, gently patting her smooth back, coaxing a child, and soon put her into a deep sleep. He Luo silently covered her with the thin quilt, kissed her lightly on the forehead, then put on her clothes and went out directly.

"What is he doing when he's out so late? It can't be that you're discovering us, is it? In a business Buick, two men, one fat and one thin, were discussing in a deep voice.

"This can't be, how long has he been back in the house, and now he's coming out? I guess I went to buy a late-night snack or something. Said the slightly fat man.

This person said that he was not necessarily fat, but his belly was a little bigger, in fact, this is a manifestation of deep kung fu and heavy dantian, many martial arts masters are not full of muscles, such as Dong Haichuan, his belly is relatively large, and some gods in Huaxia, such as the Four King Kongs, seem to have a larger belly, this is because the qi is practiced in the dantian, so the belly becomes bigger.

He Luo walked over seemingly casually, as if he was really going to buy supper, but the moment he walked past the business Buick, his footsteps slammed into the ground, and the cement floor immediately broke, like a spider web, his toes were spinning, and the force was constantly sent to his shoulders.

"Not good!" The lean man shouted, and was about to open the door and go out.

"Boom!"

He Luo slammed his elbow gun into the car door, causing the car to shake so hard that it almost toppled over.

"Hah!"

This elbow shot is not over, he shouted, his shoulders sank down, and then he slammed his shoulders against the car door, with a loud bang, the whole car rolled directly on the side of the road, the fat man pushed the car door at the moment when the car rolled over, and the thin man's luck was not so good, the car overturned just when he was about to come out, and the whole person was dizzy, and the person turned over on his back.

This fat man's face twitched, is this still a human being, what level of kung fu has he practiced, he can knock a business Buick over with an elbow hit, which is greater than the strength of an animal! He suddenly regretted taking this task, and this time, he was afraid that he would be killed.

The fat man remembered that Li Shuwen, the eight-pole magic spear, practiced back then, and a big gun carried a cart dance gun of two or three hundred catties, I'm afraid it is not difficult for He Luo to do this.

He Luo asked lightly: "What's the matter, did you say it yourself, or did I do it?" ”

The fat man knew that he would definitely not be able to escape, and in front of such a big master, all intrigues and tricks would be in vain.

The thin man in the car crawled out with a bloody head, the car rolled over too suddenly just now, he was not prepared at all, he didn't expect a person to be able to knock over a car alive, it was incredible!

Someone is following him, how could he not know? His anti-tracking ability has become outrageous, and if he has been followed by this group of amateurs without noticing them, then he has really been fooled up for so many years! Although he has been blind for half a year, he has not fallen to this point.

"Don't speak? Then I'll do it, kill someone, and don't blame me. He Luo said slowly, and the fist frame had slowly pulled away.

"Don't don't, don't do it, I just say it." The fat man really felt He Luo's killing intent.

Speaking of this, he suddenly made a move, scolding in his mouth: "I said you mlgb, who do you think you are?!" ”

This fat man's body is extremely flexible, and he has already entered He Luo's body with an arrow step, and his fist is wide open and closed, and he smashes it out with a wave of his hand! He Luo took a look, yo, it turned out to be a Shaolin kung fu Three Emperors cannon hammer, this time the hammering method is really decent!

However, He Luo didn't bother to talk nonsense with him and fight slowly, so he directly blasted out with two punches and broke his hammering method, disrupting his rhythm, and then sent out with an elbow, which is the ultimate fighting style of hard fighting and hard progress in Baji Boxing, and the tiger climbs the mountain!

"Oops, this guy has too much strength, I shouldn't have come up and hit him with a cannonball, and now it's in the way he likes to play, I'm going to die!" The fat man's heart was suddenly shocked, and he was scattered by He Luo's two punches The rhythm and hammering method were scattered, he knew that this guy was really not something he could compete with, even if he suddenly attacked him, he couldn't do it, and other people's kung fu had been practiced to the point of divine change.

"Bang!"

An elbow fell, smashing open the fat man's midchamber, and then, He Luo's body leaned forward slightly, his knees pushed forward, and he forcibly pressed the fat man's knees against him, not letting him lift his legs.

"Scrape the ground with your feet, strike with your elbows, and beat your heart...... Chambered play. "The fat man has a stirring spirit in his heart, and this set of chambered play is done in one go.

The fat man raised his elbow to block He Luo's elbow, and then moved his hip back, so as not to be hit by He Luo and make him lose his balance, but He Luo's strength was too great, and the fat man was a little dizzy when he hit his elbow, and then saw He Luo's elbow and knee raised at the same time and hit his chest hard.

The fat man flew out and slammed into the railing on the side of the road, bending the railing directly, and some of them were directly broken.

He Luo shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you don't say it, I know." In fact, whether you say it or not, I'll beat you up. ”

The fat man rolled his eyes, spat out old blood, and suddenly passed out, and he didn't know if he was dead or not, even if he didn't die, he would have to stay in the hospital for two months.

The thin man will climb out of the car with difficulty, He Luo kicked the car that overturned on its side, it was a kick in the body, this kick was like the kick of Tony Leung in "The Grandmaster", the thin man faintly heard the sound of the dragon roaring and the tiger roaring, this is the sound of blood boiling, the tiger roaring golden bell cover, the dragon chanting iron cloth shirt!

"This guy combines internal and external, and he has practiced both horizontal kung fu and internal kung fu to such a powerful point!" The thin man secretly screamed in his heart, trying to climb out of the car.

"Bang!"

He Luo kicked the business Buick directly and turned it over, the four tires were facing the sky and leaning on the ground, and the thin man inside let him toss again, fell hard, his head broke and flowed, and he almost passed out, the door was completely deformed and stuck, the space in the car was too small, and his kung fu was not to the point where He Luo was an enemy country in every square inch, and he couldn't open the door.

The chassis of the car made He Luo's kick inward, obviously the force was too great.

"Well, who are you, would you be interested in telling me about it?" He Luo squatted down and looked at the thin man struggling in the deformed carriage.

"Ah...... We, we are Hongmen's people, we were sent by Hongxiong Gongzi to keep an eye on you, it's really none of our business, please let us go. The thin man shouted, although he practiced kung fu well, but his heart was really bad, not as strong as the fat man, at least people dared to rush up and attack first.

He Luo sighed, the palms of his hands crackled like rain and dripping with sweat, and the ground was wet, but there was no sweat overflowing on his body, this scene saw that the thin man was shocked, how high did this kung fu be, smashed a big car over, and actually made the pores on his body not exposed, closed but not opened, obviously for him to be at ease.

He Luo said very lazily: "It seems that Hong Xiong's turtle son still wants to beat my fiancée?" Tell him that the next time I see him, I'll break one of his legs. ”

The thin man was afraid that He Luo would really kill him, just now the fat man let He Luo do it in a few moves, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, he was very frightened in his heart, knowing that this kind of ruthless character was killing people without blinking, and killing someone was as trivial as pinching an ant to death.

"I think you should have a mobile phone, call the police for help, pay attention, don't talk nonsense." He Luo smiled and stood up.

"Definitely, definitely not talking nonsense." The thin man hurriedly agreed, and began to touch his phone in his pocket.

"That fat man may still be saved, but his spleen and lungs have been damaged by my dark energy, and I guess I don't want to use force in this life." He Luoshun reminded him, "There is still hope for rushing to the hospital, and you should die later!" Well, so be it, be professional next time you track down, do you know it's not challenging? ”

He found that he seemed to be being targeted shortly after returning to Tiannan, which was an instinct, and then went to watch the fireworks with Sister Lin, and this business Buick repeatedly appeared on the nearby streets so many times, which made him suspicious.

The thin man really has the heart to cry, I feel that Hong Xiong is too inauthentic, and he actually asked them to stare at this awesome character, fortunately he didn't die, otherwise there would be no place to shout injustice.

He Luo solved these two people, and then clapped his hands and went home, and when he saw the cracks and cuts in the sneakers under his feet, he couldn't help sighing, this Nima fight really hurts his shoes!

There is no way, when you hit someone, you have to touch the ground, the strength is different, the action is naturally different, sometimes it is stomping, sometimes it is rubbing, and tiptoeing, stepping, slipping, turning, etc., he wants to output huge power to his fists and feet, and the friction and pressure generated by the shoes and the ground are naturally very terrifying, and it is normal to fight a bad pair of shoes.

I had no choice but to go home wearing these tattered sneakers, and when I touched my pocket, I found that I didn't have a key, so I had to find a piece of wire to poke the door lock.