"Boy, you're very good, you're the first person to fight me so hard."

Wan Shan smiled, stretched out his hand to wipe the red blood from the corner of his lips, "Have you practiced any exercises, even if ordinary people are talented, it is absolutely impossible for them to have such great strength, and almost all the muscles in your body have been refined to the extreme, so you will have such great explosive power." ”

His voice paused, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Wanshan, you are also the first person I got hurt in the fight."

Hou Zhengdong shook his head and slowly straightened his waist, "Of course, this is just a battle between the two sides, if it is a real life-and-death fight, you will die at least once." ”

Wan Shan was stunned for a moment, and quickly recalled the process of the battle between the two in his mind, the expression on his face became solemn, and he slowly shook his head, "No, you are wrong, it is twice." ”

"For that last blow, if you don't kick me in the crotch instead of your knees, you can definitely kick my balls with your strength."

Hou Zhengdong was stunned, but he didn't expect that this Wanshan was still quite conscious, and he didn't hide his own glorious achievements in front of Guo Xiaoming, of course, Hou Zhengdong also knew in his heart that it was very difficult for him to win, if the last blow was not to protect his chest with internal qi, he was afraid that he would be the last to fall.

It was too thrilling to win this battle.

Of course, Hou Zhengdong's harvest is not small, for the first time, he found that the little yellow soybean at the moment of crisis can actually run to the chest, which is indeed a fortunate thing, if it can run to the finger joint, how much power should the punch have?

Thinking of this possibility, Hou Zhengdong's mind moved, and then he found that his lower abdomen was empty, the little yellow bean had long since disappeared, and there seemed to be no trace of internal qi on his chest, so he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Hou Zhengdong, although you won me, however, this is only temporary, I will definitely be able to defeat you after a while, you wait, by the way, the power of my last punch is definitely hundreds of catties, how can you have nothing to do?"

Wan Shan struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Hou Zhengdong's stupid appearance and couldn't help but be stunned, this guy can't be stupid with joy, winning himself, a disciple of Yangmingshan, is indeed a particularly face-saving thing.

"Hey, hey, Hou Zhengdong, I'm talking to you."

Wan Shan frowned, he was a little dissatisfied with Hou Zhengdong's indulgence in his failure, but in fact, he did lose, and it was normal for people to remember this important moment, all he could do was raise his voice.

"I'm sorry, I got distracted."

Hou Zhengdong smiled embarrassedly, "Wanshan, I'm sorry, I still have some very important things to do, let's go first, and I will have a chance to learn again in the future." ”

His voice paused, and his gaze turned to Guo Xiaoming, "Brother Xiao Ming, if you decide to start fighting, please hurry up, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you." ”

Guo Xiaoming's face sank, the development of things had exceeded his expectations, Hou Zhengdong not only defeated the disciples of Yangmingshan, but also this guy was so arrogant in front of him, which really made him a little unbearable, but there was no way that people had this strength, he could only do it in a hurry, unless he really killed Hou Zhengdong with a gun.

However, just because his brother Guo Luo was forced to collect debts, Guo Xiaoming is not so awesome, he can be domineering in Yongchuan, but if he really carries a murder, no one of his friends will dare to shield him.

Besides, Hou Zhengdong is a retired soldier, who came out alive from the battlefield, and he must be a good hand at playing with guns, even if he uses a gun, he may not be able to kill him.

"Hou Zhengdong, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu, it's best not to fall into my hands in the future, let's go."

Guo Xiaoming snorted coldly, raised his foot and kicked it out hard, and a stone was kicked out by him, and then he pulled his leg into one of the two vans, leaving the BMW, and the two vans disappeared into the night.

"Wanshan, this guy actually threw you down and ran away."

Hou Zhengdong was stunned for a moment, and watched in amazement as Guo Xiaoming ran away with his men, and opened his mouth wide in amazement, Nima, this guy is too realistic, he just offered Wanshan as an ancestor, Wanshan lost, and this guy immediately turned his face.

"Yes, he also left me a trolley back to the city."

Wan Shan smiled bitterly, took out a cigarette and threw it to Hou Zhengdong, "Let's go, get in the car, I'll send you back to the hotel, by the way, I'm confident that the last punch is very powerful, why don't you seem to have anything at all?" ”

"Nima, is this called okay?"

Hou Zhengdong reached out to take the cigarette and pointed to the corner of his lips, "It's all bleeding, and there's nothing wrong with it." ”

"Okay, you just pretend, the power of my punch is just to let you bleed, you are either a monster or a superman."

Wan Shan lit a cigarette and took a puff, his movements were too violent, and he pulled the wound on his lips, which made him grin in pain, "Fuck, Hou Zhengdong, your kid is not ordinarily heavy, but this fight is really fucking cool." ”

"Wanshan, your fists and feet are not light."

Hou Zhengdong sneered, lit a cigarette and took a puff, walked to the side of the BMW and pulled the car door to get into the car, "Nima, you are happy, Lao Tzu is very unhappy, is it that he was sent from Qixi to Yongchuan today, is it that he sent it over for you to beat?" ”

"Boy, don't be so stingy, we don't know each other if we don't fight."

Wan Shan laughed, pulled the back door of the car and bent down to get in, "Don't worry, I will often go to Qixi to find you to practice boxing in the future, and you will be my target." ”

"By the way, Hou Zhengdong, you can drive, right?"

Hou Zhengdong was stunned for a moment, and nodded suddenly in understanding, no wonder this kid didn't go to drive and went straight to the back seat of the car, thinking that he had something to say, it turned out that this guy couldn't drive.

"By the way, Hou Zhengdong, you haven't answered my question yet, I have been practicing Bagua Boxing for more than ten years, and you actually took all the punches in the end, and when my fist smashed into your chest, it was like smashing on a stone slab, but your kung fu is not the way of hard work."

Wan Shan took a puff of cigarette and turned his head to look at Hou Zhengdong, although the lights outside were as bright as day, but it was dark inside the BMW, and he couldn't see the expression on Hou Zhengdong's face clearly.

Hou Zhengdong ignored Wan Shan's words, and the matter of cultivating internal qi naturally would not be publicized indiscriminately, and moreover, just a little bit of internal qi was scattered by Wan Shan's punch, and he didn't know if he could practice internal qi again in the next step, so he pushed the car door directly, and with a flick of his fingers, the cigarette butt flew out and fell to the ground, splashing the sparks on the ground.

A low roar of the car's motor sounded, and the BMW sprang out like lightning, speeding towards the city.