Seoul.

Pei Xueen has arrived, and this is already the fourth master of the Zhangwu Pavilion that Yang Shuxia has destroyed.

This time the destruction was not very complete, and after treatment, Pei Xueen regained his strength, of course, there is no hope of impacting the ninth dan of taekwondo. What's more, he became facial paralysis.

The nose was completely shattered by Yang Shuxia, and the facial nerves were completely destroyed by the dual family name of Blue Dream Ice and Fire. Under the well-developed plastic surgery technology in Korea, a more beautiful nose is cut out with a knife.

The nose can be recreated, but the destroyed nerves, no matter how skilled you are, can't be made.

Thanks to Yang Shuxia's blessing, Pei Xueen has a star-level face, but the price is that he will never have an expression.

Shobu Hall.

"If they want war, we will give them war! Kim Jong Soon, you go to China personally. Kim Peishun was roaring.

Kim Jung-soon, who was slightly chubby, bent over, "Father, this is unwise. ”

"This is war, don't you understand? We, the Korean nation, must not back down. Kim Peishun stared at Kim Jong Soon.

Kim Jong Soon looked respectful, but he looked at Kim Pei Soon without retreating, "Father, I understand that this is war, but we can choose to fight at home." ”

"What do you mean......"

A letter from Han Anyang Middle School inviting students from San'in No. 2 High School to return for exchange and study was quickly delivered to the Seoul Post Office, which is affiliated with the Postal Service Headquarters.

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Earlier, Yang Shuxia had already arrived at the Beijing Airport.

Before getting on the plane, Yang Shuxia had already sent a text message to the three of them, asking them to practice freely.

After a night of communication last night, Yang Shuxia had nothing to teach them in terms of forging and refining metal materials.

The rest is up to them to practice, explore, and innovate on their own.

At the Beijing Airport, all the way to the VIP channel.

A Maybach Zeppelin is already waiting.

This is an ultra-luxury sedan limited to 100 units worldwide, and the interior is made of Indian Galaxy granite, creating a luxurious and elegant interior atmosphere.

An elegant woman got out of the car and looked at Zhang Ting who was walking alone strangely, "What about Xiaohui?" ”

"Aunt Xiao......" Zhang Ting looked embarrassed.

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From afar, I watched the dazzling Maybach drive away in the rolling traffic.

"I didn't expect you to be so naughty." Yang Shuxia sighed.

"Why should I be a good girl, I hate that woman." Song Zhihui said.

"Okay, so what are we going to do now?"

Song Zhihui hadn't answered yet, and the driver who had been following closely had already said, "Miss, today is the chief's birth." ”

"I know, isn't the birthday party at night?"

"But a lot of the guests have arrived now."

"It's just that I know I'm going to see a lot of nasty people when I go back now, so I'm going back at night. Or, Uncle Peng, go back now and tell grandpa that I'm in the capital. I'll wait until the evening to celebrate his birthday. ”

"No, I'm going to keep you safe."

"With my skills, do I still need someone to protect me?"

Yang Shuxia nodded, indeed, with Song Zhihui's skills, three or five gangsters couldn't get close.

"This is the capital." The middle-aged driver named Peng Chu didn't give an inch.

"It's not that there are small shrimps, he is a master, and he can fight very well."

Yang Shuxia hurriedly stepped forward and showed his muscles, which is a necessary consciousness to be a shield.

Peng Chu looked at Yang Shuxia coldly, and a sneer pulled out from the corner of his stiff mouth, "Hairy boy." ”

Yang Shuxia was furious, and even looked down on his brother, but his brother had even destroyed four or five taekwondo masters, and replied, "Courageless man." ”

Peng Chu snorted coldly, and a terrifying momentum burst out, heading straight at Yang Shuxia.

This is definitely a master of murder, Yang Shuxia was shocked, but he looked at Uncle Peng without retreating.

"It's kind of interesting." Peng Chu's face softened, and the ordinary boy was paralyzed by his own glare.

"Let's hold hands." The corners of Peng Chu's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his right hand.

"Uncle Peng, don't." Song Zhihui hurriedly said.

This is not an ordinary handshake, Peng Chu is trying to test Yang Shuxia's skills. Peng Chu is not a good man and a woman, if he exerts too much force this time, Song Zhihui doesn't think Yang Shuxia can catch it.

Song Zhihui shouted late, and Yang Shuxia had already stretched out her hand.

The two hands were clasped together, Peng Chu's hands were wide and thick, and the fingers were thick and short, covered with calluses.

Yang Shuxia's hands are slender and delicate, no different from other students of this age. But in essence, this is a hand that has been reorganized by Qin Lanxuanmu, and this is a hand whose physique has been strengthened to a hundred.

Peng Chu's palm exerted force, and he had already used three percent of his strength.

Although he despises Zhang Ting as a person, there is one point, Peng Chu and Zhang Ting have the same opinion, what is the status of the Song family, Yang Shuxia, a bald boy, is really a little unaware of the sky, and he actually wants to enter the gate of the Song family.

However, Peng Chu is just a driver and bodyguard, and he doesn't have much say in such a thing.

However, just because you don't have a voice doesn't mean you don't have ideas.

This time, Peng Chu wanted to make Yang Shuxia beg for mercy and lose face.

Unexpectedly, Sancheng sent out his strength, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea without the slightest sound.

Yang Shuxia held Peng Chu's hand calmly, neither flinching nor counterattacking, as if he didn't know that Peng Chu was testing himself.

Peng Chu's hand is strengthened, and fifty percent of his strength is strengthened.

Yang Shuxia's face was calm.

Peng Chu's already old-fashioned face was even more serious, and he didn't see that this bald boy turned out to be a master. Among a teenager of such an age in the capital, there is no one who can withstand fifty percent of his strength.

Seventy percent of the strength!

Yang Shuxia's face was calm.

Eighty percent, ninety percent......

Yang Shuxia still looked calm.

It's already 100% strong!

Yang Shuxia continued to calm down.

Peng Chu couldn't calm down, his face was a familiar old-fashioned expression, and there were actually 100,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart. Where did this demon come from, and he was able to bear ten percent of his strength.

Actually, Peng Chu really overestimated Yang Shuxia.

Yang Shuxia can withstand Peng Chu's tententh-percent strength, not by combat power, but by a physique of up to one hundred.

There are not too many fancy skills in the handshake competition, it is hard power, and how much strength you have can only make as much strength as possible. Therefore, Yang Shuxia was able to rely on his 100 physique to take Peng Chu's grip.

If it wasn't a handshake, but a punch with Peng Chu's tenth-strength strength, even if Yang Shuxia had a hundred physiques, if he made such a hard connection, it was estimated that he would not be too far away from vomiting blood and dying of hatred.

In the same way, the handshake is compared to hard power, and without a thirty or fifty physique, it is impossible to take Peng Chu's shake so lightly.

And most martial artists, the combat power is several times to more than ten times that of their physique. As soon as Peng Chu converts it like this, Yang Shuxia's combat effectiveness can be ......

Peng Chu didn't expect that Yang Shuxia was a strange person with a higher physique than combat effectiveness.

Peng Chu let go of his hand, he thought he had figured out Yang Shuxia's background.

Yang Shuxia also let go, and if he didn't let go, he didn't have the strength to fight back.

"Good." Peng Chu said coldly, turned around and left.

Thank you very much for the support of the Loulan brothers all the way, and the shrimp will continue to persist and work together! Come on!

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