Hou Zhengdong's movements are too familiar, for Guo Xiaoming, he has seen a lot of scenes of armed police soldiers practicing grappling and fighting, this action is very familiar, although some changes have been made, but Guo Xiaoming still recognizes it at a glance.

Nima, using martial arts to deal with the disciples of Yangmingshan, this Hou Zhengdong doesn't know whether to say that he is bold or ignorant, but this guy can deal with more than ten or twenty junior brothers alone, and it is obviously not a simple thing.

Although Hou Zhengdong has practiced kung fu for more than 20 years, he only practiced the Taoist internal exercises, but did not practice any internal martial arts.

The so-called technique is the method of using the characteristics of the joints of the human body to make a blow, after practicing to the point of doing whatever you want, when encountering a similar situation, the whole person will subconsciously react.

Wan Shan was stunned, Hou Zhengdong's hands pressed on his wrists, like a mountain pressing down, his heart was taken aback, he didn't expect this Hou Zhengdong to have so much strength, for this kind of thing of hard resistance between the two sides, he naturally would not refuse as a person who practiced Bagua Boxing.

At that moment, the left foot stepped forward, interspersed behind Hou Zhengdong, and the right hand turned into a fist and pushed down obliquely, pushing down with one palm, the force was extremely great, and the momentum was like thunder.

Seeing this, Hou Zhengdong's lower abdomen was retracted, and at the same time, his right hand flipped and pressed on Wan Shan's wrist and feet, and he turned over and landed behind Wan Shan, and his right elbow was upright and hit down hard.

With a "bang", Hou Zhengdong's right elbow hit Wan Shan's shoulder blade fiercely, although Wan Shan hit an elbow, but his right fist also hit Hou Zhengdong's right rib fiercely.

This time, it was evenly divided, and no one took advantage, but after all, Wanshan had rough skin and thick meat, and his experience in facing the enemy was much richer than Hou Zhengdong's, obviously, this guy didn't fight alone.

Hou Zhengdong is different, the anti-terrorism in the northwest desert, the extermination of drug dealers in the jungles of southern Xinjiang, etc., he uses guns the most, of course, even if there is hand-to-hand combat, he is also for the purpose of killing, and he is naturally unscrupulous, but now it is just a fight between the two, and naturally there is no need to fight so fiercely in life and death.

"Good boy, okay, come again."

Wan Shan twisted his right hand, Hou Zhengdong's elbow just now impressed him, and he also realized that Hou Zhengdong's strength was even greater than him, but this kid looked like a thin man, how could such a huge strength be hidden in his small body, but he didn't have time to investigate the reason for this.

Now, what he has to do is to defeat Hou Zhengdong, Nima, he is a disciple of Yangmingshan.

Hou Zhengdong stretched out his hand and rubbed his right ribs, a pair of eyes stared closely at Wan Shan's feet, this Wan Shan's reaction was quite fast, he just hit an elbow, he immediately returned a swing fist, and the strength was not small in a hurry.

Guo Xiaoming was dumbfounded, the two of them fought for a while is fist to the flesh, the body hit by the fist made a dull sound that made him a little distracted, Wanshan is a high disciple of Yangmingshan, Qingye Taoist people in Yongchuan have a great reputation, it is said that when he first came to Yangmingshan to build Yangmingguan, he gave the villagers under the mountain Feng Shui.

As a result, after the family moved to the ancestral grave, the two children of this originally stupid family, one was admitted to Tsinghua University, and the other entered the army as a soldier and became an officer.

And when Yangmingguan was building a big construction, a group of second-rate people wanted to go to the scene, but the Aoba Taoist people beat those people away with a little means, and those people were fine when they returned home, but after a week, they all fell ill in bed and stayed in bed for three months before they could get off the ground.

Wan Shan, as a personal disciple of the Qingye Daoist, has practiced authentic Taoist kung fu, how can he not even be able to handle a Hou Zhengdong?

"Boss, you say, will Wanshan lose?"

Guo Xiaoming's henchman said in a low voice, "Do you want me to call the brothers to the guys, I'm going to beat Hou Zhengdong down anyway." ”

"Yes, yes, boss, why don't you go find the dog and borrow a gun."

Another henchman was not optimistic about Wan Shan, and said in a low voice, "Big brother, the last time I went to see it, although it was a homemade earthen gun, it was also very powerful, and if he couldn't kill him, he would have to lie in bed for three or five months." ”

Guo Xiaoming didn't speak, although his eyes were still focused on the duel between Wan Shan and Hou Zhengdong, the thoughts in his mind unfolded "swish", if he used a gun, although he had some connections in the public security system, however, in the end, Hou Zhengdong was just helping people collect debts, and the public security bureau has been very nervous recently, I heard that the leadership is going to be adjusted, if there is a murder case at this time, it will definitely not end well.

Moreover, Hou Zhengdong may not really be able to win Wanshan, take a step back and say, even if Hou Zhengdong wins Wanshan, Yangmingshan will not give up, after all, Wanshan is Qingye's apprentice, Wanshan loses, and his two senior brothers will definitely help Yangmingshan find a field.

In other words, no matter whether Hou Zhengdong wins or loses in today's battle, there is only one winner in the end, and that is he Guo Xiaoming.

Since he is already the final winner, there is naturally no need to make too much trouble, otherwise, stealing chickens will not be a loss of rice, and if he is brought out by the public security bureau to kill chickens and monkeys, it will be too much to lose.

"No need, let's see the situation first."

Guo Xiaoming shook his head slowly, and his gaze turned to the gladiatorial arena again, and the shape had changed abruptly.

Hou Zhengdong and Wan Shan went back and forth, the battle was very fierce, both of them had the same blue nose and swollen face, and the shirt on Hou Zhengdong's body was also torn into long strips of cloth, revealing the terrifying scars all over his body.

Wan Shan was already impatient to deal with Hou Zhengdong, this kid's patience was better than anyone he had ever seen, even the two senior brothers were too far behind him, rather than being patient, it was better for the two of them to have a duel in the most direct and violent way.

He took a deep breath, bent his waist, and pressed his ten fingers tightly on the soles of his feet, and with a hard slap under his feet, the whole person rushed towards Hou Zhengdong like lightning.

At the moment when Wanshan's footsteps stopped, Hou Zhengdong realized that his last fierce attack had arrived, his heart was awe-inspiring, his feet were divided into eight points, and he made a fighting action waiting for Wanshan's stormy blow, looking at Wanshan who rushed over like lightning, Hou Zhengdong's mind suddenly moved, and the small yellow bean at the dantian in the lower abdomen broke through the barrier and came to his chest.

At this moment, Wan Shan's fist had already roared over, hitting Hou Zhengdong's chest hard, and Hou Zhengdong's right palm also slashed heavily on Wan Shan's neck, and at the same time, his right leg also hit it fiercely.

Two dull voices sounded, one staggered at the foot of Wanshan, and then sat on the ground, red blood fell down his lips, and his face showed a sickly red, "Hou Zhengdong, have you practiced?" ”

The victory and defeat are naturally self-evident, and Hou Zhengdong has a slight advantage.

Hou Zhengdong also staggered back two steps, reached out to stroke his chest, the corners of his lips were red, and he nodded slowly, "I won." ”