Chapter 89: Inner Fist

"Of course it won't be here, don't think I'll fall for you, the agitation method is useless to me."

Guo Xiaoming snorted coldly, his gaze swept over Wan Shan's gloomy face, determined to add another fire, "So many people are enough, do you think Wan Shan is not your opponent, do you still need my brothers to take action?" ”

"Don't worry about this, if you defeat Wanshan, I will definitely not make a move." Guo Xiaoming snorted coldly, and turned his gaze to Wan Shan on the side, "Wan Shan, what do you say." ”

Wan Shan's face became more and more blue, and he snorted heavily in his nose, indicating that he was very unhappy with Hou Zhengdong's arrogance.

"Whether it's an opponent or not, you don't know until you've beaten it."

Hou Zhengdong shook his head, "Then hurry up, I'll go back to sleep after the fight." ”

Guo Xiaoming was stunned, Hou Zhengdong didn't seem to have any fear of Wanshan, he hadn't seen Hou Zhengdong's power, and many of his subordinates could easily do it, but he saw Wanshan's power with his own eyes, and he could kill a big buffalo with two punches.

Could it be that Hou Zhengdong is more powerful than Wanshan?

Soon two vans arrived, and Hou Zhengdong got into the car under the supervision of Guo Xiaoming's men, and the van slipped into the darkness.

Hou Zhengdong took out a cigarette and lit it and took a puff, turned his head to look out the car window, Yongchuan at night seemed to be much more beautiful than during the day, and the same night covered up a lot of sins, who would know that he was sitting in this car at one moment, and the next moment, maybe he was going to float in the river.

The van sped along, the lights left far behind, and the road became more and more desolate, and the car drove for a few more minutes, slowly driving into a dilapidated factory and then stopped.

As soon as the car stopped, Guo Xiaoming's younger brothers jumped out of the car with machetes and guarded the gate, obviously to prevent Hou Zhengdong from suddenly escaping.

Hou Zhengdong got out of the car, flicked his fingers, and the cigarette on his finger drew a fire mark in the night, and then fell to the ground, splashing sparks with stars.

"Bell, bell" sounded twice, a strong light was suddenly released overhead, and the qiē in front of him quickly became clear, Hou Zhengdong twisted his neck and looked at the environment in front of him, obviously, this is an abandoned paper mill, and he doesn't know how Guo Xiaoming got this land in his hands.

Wan Shan jumped out of the car, he and Hou Zhengdong naturally did not have the same treatment, to put it mildly, Hou Zhengdong was escorted by Guo Xiaoming's younger brother, Wan Shan was invited by Guo Xiaoming to help him, and the up and down of the treatment was naturally seen at a glance.

Taoist things, Hou Zhengdong heard a lot of things from the master, but those were all things he did when he was a child, and when he grew up, he rarely heard it mentioned, and occasionally mentioned it, and it was also Yuxuzi who wanted to say hello to him before he went to sit down with Taoist friends and discuss Taoism.

Taoism has a long history in the land of China, and it is also closely connected with the local Chinese culture, witnessing the prosperity and development of the Chinese culture, after more than 1,000 years of development, Taoism is divided into two sects in the north and south, the largest in the north is now the whole truth, the largest in the south is Zhengyi, according to the school of Taoism, Yangmingshan should belong to a vein of Zhengyi.

As for which faction Master Yu Xuzi belongs to, Hou Zhengdong is not clear, and he has not heard the old guy mention it in his memory, but in the rare mention of Taoism by the old guy, it seems that he is very disapproving of those Taoist masters, especially in Jiangnan Province, there are also some famous mountains and rivers.

"Hou Zhengdong, have you really thought about having a fight with the people who came down from Yangmingshan?" Guo Xiaoming smiled, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and his little brother took out a lighter to help him light the cigarette.

Guo Xiaoming leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke, "Hou Zhengdong, I'll give you another chance to choose, you must think about it, otherwise, you will have to swim in the river after a while, of course, it is difficult to say whether you can swim or not." ”

"No need to be wordy, let's get started."

Hou Zhengdong smiled, twisted his neck, stretched his hands, kicked his legs again, and moved his body slightly, since Wan Shan is a disciple of Yangmingshan, or has practiced Taoist kung fu for more than 20 years, his skills should be almost the same. He didn't dare to be careless.

"Okay, since you don't know how to lift, then you can't blame me."

Guo Xiaoming's eyes flashed with a grim light, and he threw the cigarette in his finger hard, "Wanshan, teach this kid a good lesson, let him know that Lord Ma has three eyes." ”

"Hou Zhengdong, remember, it is Wan Shan, a disciple of the Qingye Daoist of Yangmingshan Mountain, who taught you today."

Wan Shan twisted his neck, took off the vest on his body, revealing a body of pimple flesh, his chest muscles were developed like two bulging hills, and the furrows in the chest and abdomen were the dividing line between the abdominal muscles.

"Come on, I'll wait for you." Hou Zhengdong's heart was shocked, he made a fighting starter, and hooked Wanshan with his right hand, this kid's strength must be not small, and he has practiced kung fu for more than 20 years, and he must be practicing the Taoist inner family exercises, I don't know if this kid has condensed the true qi of the inner family?

Wan Shan's body bent forward slightly, his left foot moved quickly to the right, his eyes were staring at Hou Zhengdong tightly, and he moved quickly, Hou Zhengdong's heart jumped when he saw this, and he immediately recognized it, this is the Bagua step, obviously, Wan Shan is practicing the Bagua Boxing in the inner boxing.

Bagua Boxing takes the opponent as the center of the circle and circles around the opponent, so that not only is it not easy for the opponent to fall on him, but also makes the opponent dizzy.

Hou Zhengdong has Ling Ran in his heart, when he was a child, he heard the master talk about various Taoist boxing techniques, and had a slight impression, Bagua Boxing is characterized by straight reciprocation, short and concise, unpretentious movements, and strong strength, in the words of the master, the root is in the feet, the hair is in the legs, the domination is in the waist, and the strength is in the hands This is the essence of Bagua Boxing.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Wan Shan's waist, and Hou Zhengdong's feet also moved slowly, waiting for Wan Shan's thunderous blow at any time.

Sure enough, Wan Shan roared, made a mistake under his feet, took a step forward with his left foot, and rushed to Hou Zhengdong's left chest with a roar of lightning.

"Okay, good kung fu, Wanshan, knock over this stinky boy with one punch."

The layman looks at the doorway, and the insider looks at the excitement, although Guo Xiaoming can't understand Wanshan's boxing technique, but he is killed from the fighting in the streets and alleys of the gangsters, and he can see a little bit, at least Wan Shan's punch is full of fierceness, which can be seen at a glance.

Another is that at least it can give Hou Zhengdong a blow to the momentum, for this kind of opportunity, a little gangster like Guo Xiaoming will grasp it the most.

Several of his younger brothers also shouted.

Hou Zhengdong completely ignored Guo Xiaoming's harassment, and saw Wan Shan punch in the head, his lower abdomen was retracted, his ten fingers crossed and pressed down to the right, and his left elbow struck forward and sideways at the same time.

If Du Linlin saw it, she would definitely exclaim, isn't this the defensive counterattack of the fighting skills taught to her by Hou Zhengdong, but it is just a slight change.

Guo Xiaoming was stunned when he saw this, and his mouth widened in astonishment.