Chapter 2: Hold on and Don't Let Go!
"Humph!"
Seeing Zhang Lang's sudden move, Gu Mengnan's good-looking eyebrows frowned, and he suddenly became angry. The feet form an inner figure, the right foot kicks out, and at the same time, the left hand circles to protect the chest, and the right hand catapults out like an arc, like a bullet rushing towards Zhang Lang's door!
Wing Chun, Japanese word punch!
Small thoughts!
"Damn! What a trick this is! ”
Zhang Lang didn't expect Gu Mengnan to be able to fight back at such a close distance, he hadn't seen Wing Chun, and he didn't know that the most subtle thing about Wing Chun was that he could resist the enemy in a square inch. But his reaction was also extremely fast, and his outstretched left hand turned into a claw and caught Gu Mengnan's Japanese punch, and his right hand was held towards her left palm.
At the same time, he stretched his left foot horizontally, holding Gu Mengnan's right foot, and there was a hint of triumph in his eyes.
You still want to hit me like this, go dream!
"Humph!"
However, Gu Mengnan's eyes were very calm, indifferent to his provocation, his right hand was on Zhang Lang's palm, and at the same time, his left hand was a Japanese punch, and his arm directly swept away the hand he had grabbed, and went straight to the middle line and still hit Zhang Lang's face.
Wing Chun is like this, with fast and slow, when the enemy does not react, he has already struck a lot of punches.
At the same time, this is also a fist created by women, and according to legend, it is to deal with people like Zhang Lang.
"Good boxing!" Zhang Lang saw that this punch was powerful, and immediately put away his contempt and defended with both hands. But block the boxing, and the feet come again.
Bang Bang ......
The Japanese punch was like raindrops, and under the cover of leg blows, they all hit Zhang Lang, and this frequency of play made him tired and retreated.
Gu Mengnan has been immersed in Wing Chun for more than ten years, and he is already familiar with all kinds of moves, and he is even more proficient in his strength, Zhang Lang has been in the mountains for many years, and he doesn't know that there is such a boxing technique in the world.
Boom!
Zhang Lang dodged a kick, but was hit in the chest by a punch, and immediately flew upside down a few meters away.
After standing still, Zhang Lang rubbed his chest and smiled: "Miss Gu, what is this punch called?" ”
"Wing Chun!"
Gu Mengnan's hands went up and down, one in front of the other, guarding the middle line, his feet showed an inverted figure, and his expression did not change in the slightest.
"Wing Chun? Good name! Since you showed me such an interesting boxing technique, then in return, I will also show you a more interesting boxing style! ”
Zhang Lang suddenly smiled evilly and said, "Remember its name, it's called Rogue Boxing!" ”
After that, before Gu Mengnan could react, he rushed forward, faster than the first time. But at this time, Gu Mengnan was already in full swing, and he hit him with a Japanese punch. However, what he didn't expect was that Zhang Lang ignored it and let it be hit with a punch.
hit **, Gu Mengnan saw him wrap his arms around her again, put it directly on her shoulder, and let her hit her with both fists.
I was hugged up!
"Let go of me!"
Gu Mengnan's face turned cold and shouted.
"Don't let go, don't let go of the killing!"
Zhang Lang's hug is not honest. Although Gu Mengnan's hands were clasped on his chest and his chest could not be touched, the feeling of fullness could still be felt. And his hands were already touching Gu Mengnan's back, Zhang Lang suddenly felt ape and was hooked.
"Die!"
Gu Mengnan felt the hot hands on his back, his cheeks turned red, and he raised his foot and crashed into Zhang Lang's lower body. But Zhang Lang had already prepared, and he went to the side and hooked with one kick, and immediately hooked Gu Mengnan's thigh.
At this time, the two of them were closer together, and their postures were more ambiguous.
"Let me go, or you'll regret it!"
At this time, Gu Mengnan was even more angry, but what was better than anger was embarrassment! The body is also constantly struggling.
"I think it's better for you not to move, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it later!" Gu Mengnan's figure is very good, and her leather clothes are also very thin, so that when she writhes, Miaoman's figure is pressed on Zhang Lang, and this stimulation makes him feel a certain desire in his heart.
"Ahh
Gu Mengnan felt the changes in his body, and was suddenly startled and didn't dare to move again.