Although Yuan Jieying, Liang Xiaoice, and Cai Shaofen were frightened by this one-sided heads-up, they more or less had a kind of instinctive deformed worship of the weak to the strong for this fierce eleven young man, and in this world where the weak eat the strong, it is often men who worship the starry sky, and it is women themselves who choose to kneel at the feet of men.

As the leader of the crew, director Zhuang Weijian frowned, because he understood that these people did what they said, and if they didn't get it right, the consequences would be unimaginable.

There are nine men in the crew of "Knife of the Wind" together, but seven have been put down, including those dragon and tiger martial artists who are very capable of fighting, Zhuang Weijian really can't think of anyone besides himself who can kill the perverted sharp spirit in front of him, turned around and suddenly saw Chen Xuanting standing in the corner, stunned for a moment, lowered his voice and frowned: "What are you making a fuss about, don't you feel ashamed enough?" Take advantage of the fact that the other party doesn't find out, you go to the police! Otherwise, we won't be able to get out tonight! ”

Of course, Chen Xuanting will not stand up and act as some bullshit hero for no reason.

You must know that heroes are basically very hard, either like Yang Guo, his wife was annihilated and his arm was cut off, or like Li Xunhuan, a woman was robbed and he was framed.

For Chen Xuanting, a philistine, this is by no means an equivalent exchange!

Therefore, when Chen Xuanting was about to respond with a smile, Wu Mengda and Xu Shaoqiang over there couldn't stand it anymore, so they persuaded: "Eleven Shao, forget it, it's better for us to go in and have a few more drinks, so as not to spoil the interest because of these people!" ”

"It's okay to go in and drink, but I just said, if you want to find a girl to kiss--- which one is better, that's it, the mouth is very attractive, the ass is also upturned, it must be very cool to kiss!" After saying to Hualong, he reached out and touched Liang Xiaoice's face.

Liang Xiaoice dodged sideways, "Kiss you big-headed ghost!" If you want to kiss, go back and kiss your mother! ”

As soon as these words were spoken, even Wu Mengda and Xu Shaoqiang, who were about to intercede for them, sensed a burst of horror.

A vicious smile appeared on the face of the fierce man Eleven Youngster, while the man behind him, who also had a fierce face, looked at Liang Xiaoice with a dead man's eyes.

Eleven Young reached out and grabbed Liang Xiaoice's fragrant shoulder, just about to grab it, he noticed that something was wrong, his left arm subconsciously blocked, a stumbling almost fell he gave up grabbing Liang Xiaoice, facing a strange guy with a fast foot, a young man who was elegant and elegant, dressed cheaply, and his figure was average, but his waist was straight, giving people the feeling of a sword.

Xiang Hualong, who almost suffered a loss, transferred his anger towards Liang Xiaoice to this uninteresting guy for the first time, shook his arm, clenched his hands into fists, clicked, and sneered: "There is a kind, dare to play sneak attack with me, see how I play you to death." ”

Liang Xiaoice, who escaped the catastrophe, finally calmed down, looked up sideways at the man who came to the rescue, Chen Xuanting, a small person she looked down on and couldn't look at, an assistant screenwriter whose future seemed not very bright, and a migrant worker who may not be able to get ahead in Hong Kong in his life.

She used to only think that his behavior was weird, and he was lustful and bantering, but seeing his indifferent and delicate face at the moment made her feel an inexplicable sense of security, and she wondered why the rich men she knew couldn't bring this sense of security.

Chen Xuanting didn't say anything wildly, didn't even explain anything, just stood so firmly, even with a peaceful smile on his face, in this peace, his eyes looked sharply at the opponent who threatened to cripple him.

Liang Xiaoice suddenly discovered that the outburst of an inconspicuous mediocre man at some critical time was so incredible.

It's just that Chen Xuanting didn't appear in some gangster film and television works, he was just tired of dealing with the opponent's rapid offensive, the imposing eleven young man under the left wrist bone resisted Chen Xuanting's punch and his right hand popped out almost at the same time, and the instant explosive force all hit Chen Xuanting's chest, making him feel sullen for a while, almost out of breath, not giving him room to maneuver, the opponent's body showed a straight line and drove straight in, and his right fist hit Chen Xuanting's head directly, Chen Xuanting instinctively shook his head and dodged, Just wanted to raise his wrist to shoot back at the opponent's neck, but unexpectedly, the guy not only did not return the fist, but spread his palm like a knife, and the lightning slashed Chen Xuanting's neck, sinking vigorously, knocking Chen Xuanting out of the side, and almost fell to the ground directly.

This series of fights, everyone didn't dare to breathe, even the stupid person understood that Chen Xuanting was in an extremely dangerous position.

Originally, whether in terms of strength or size, Chen Xuanting did not have an advantage, the other party was like a tiger, he was a wolf.

No matter how powerful the wolf is, how can he fight the tiger?!

Suddenly, Eleven Shao's punch hit Chen Xuanting's chest, forcing him to the wall fiercely.

Beside him, Cai Shaofen let out a worried scream.

Leaning against the wall, Chen Xuanting gasped, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he glanced at Cai Shaofen, who cared about him, made a V gesture at him, and then stretched out his tongue and licked the bloodshot at the corner of his mouth.

Liang Xiaoice, who was standing with Cai Shaofen, did not see the slightest bit of depression and frustration on Chen Xuanting's face, on the contrary, he was still smiling, as if he was not tasting his own blood, but mellow wine.

Xiang Hualong, who was known as the "Eleventh Less", was also a little out of breath, he had never seen such a tough enemy, it seemed that he couldn't defeat him no matter how he fought, damn, I haven't enjoyed it so much for a long time!

"Continue?" He hooked his finger at Chen Xuanting defiantly.

Chen Xuanting spit out a mouthful of bloodshot saliva, and his body, which had been slightly bent like a bow, suddenly collapsed, with an astonishing speed, he was not in a hurry to punch or kick, as if he was going to play melee combat with an opponent who was very good at hand-to-hand combat, but it was reasonable that he was quickly hit in the chest by the opponent's heavy cannon with huge strength, and fell to the ground backwards like a kite with a broken string.

That's the gap!

The ruthlessness exercised from prison and the ferocity of the opponent's actual combat practice collide together, and there are still some deficiencies.

"Can you stand up?"

Chen Xuanting smiled, trembled on the ground, and stood up again.

Eleven Shao has some admiration for Chen Xuanting, and there are not many people who can stand up with a hammer on his own!

"Well done, but you're doomed! It only takes ten seconds! "It has been seen that Chen Xuanting belongs to the eleventh young man at the end of the strong crossbow, and he swears.

"Really?" Chen Xuanting smiled indifferently.

"You don't believe me?" A hint of ferocity flashed on Eleven Shao's face.

Immediately, I saw him move!

It's moving fast!

Wheel-like legs, chain kick out!

Even with a hint of fierce wind!

"Ahh Cai Shaofen covered her eyes.

Yuan Jieying couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Director Zhuang Weijian was even more worried.

As for Liang Xiaoice, her eyes widened, and she always felt that Chen Xuanting, the "satyr", did not seem to be so easy to defeat

Solemn explanation: Listening to the suggestions of book friends, the previous part has been greatly modified!