Chapter Seventy-One: Great Strength

Zhou Weilong did come out of Shaolin Temple, and his kung fu was really good. Why did he come out? It's simple, break the vows! Married a daughter-in-law, and most importantly, the daughter-in-law is still the butcher's daughter! Can this abbot endure it? Can you bear it? Of course I can't bear it! Because the abbot has to pay for meat!

So, Zhou Weilong came out.

"Who are you?" Ning Fei looked at Zhou Weilong and asked.

"You're the bodyguard?" Zhou Weilong looked at Ning Fei, his eyes were sharp, his brows were furrowed, and his face was cold.

Previously, Ning Fei didn't waste any strength when he took over the flood, and it could be seen that the other party was also a master.

"You know me?" Ning Fei asked.

"I don't know." Zhou Weilong shook his head and said, "I'm here to beat you." ”

“……”

"You say, are we going to fight here, or are we going out to fight?"

"You don't know me, and you're going to fight with me?" Ning Fei asked.

"It's not to fight you, it's to fight you." Zhou Weilong corrected.

Arrogant! It's so arrogant!

Ning Fei was angry.

"Get out." Ning Fei said.

"What are you going out for?" Suddenly, He Qing, who was standing on the side, suddenly spoke, and said, "Just fight here?" Mr. Ning, you are so powerful, just show us it! ”

He Qing just wanted Ning Fei to make a fool of himself and be beaten in front of the crew, even if he wasn't disabled at that time, who would ask him to make a movie?

Ning Fei was stunned for a moment, glanced at her deeply, showed a sneer, and said, "You are right. ”

"Ning Fei, let's call the police!" Yin Xuan came up and pulled Ning Fei's arm and whispered. She glanced at Zhou Weilong a little timidly, a little scared.

Is this still human? How can the body be so strong?

Ning Fei smiled and said, "I'm fine, you guys should step back first." ”

"Less nonsense!" Zhou Weilong shouted, took a big stride, and pounced towards Ning Fei.

Ning Fei's expression changed, and he quickly pulled Yin Xuan behind him, turned around, swung his fist, and confronted Zhou Weilong, and the two of them took two steps back at the same time.

Master!

Ning Fei shook his shoulders and became serious.

Body shape or something, Ning Fei didn't pay much attention to it, he had seen with his own eyes that a man with a height of less than one meter six and a thin body killed a cow with one punch, and chased a man two meters tall and beat him violently.

But the other party's strength is also very strong, this is an external force.

"A master of the house?" Zhou Weilong's brows furrowed even more.

He didn't expect the opponent's strength to be so great, and one punch could knock him back. He didn't take the other party in his eyes, he was just a bodyguard, could he fight against himself? But now, he understands that this man does have two brushes, which are worth his full effort.

Ning Fei didn't answer his words.

"Come again!" Zhou Weilong snorted and pounced towards Ning Fei again.

His steps were not fast, but his steps were very large, mainly because of the advantage of his leg length, his two fists were raised in front of his chest, and his eyes were staring at Ning Fei deadly.

Ning Fei took a step back slightly.

The space in the private room was not large, and there were still so many people standing, and his body was relatively flexible, but in such a small place, the flexibility of his body was not an advantage. Moreover, Zhou Weilong blocked all the ways out, leaving no gap, and all he could do was to be tough.

Ning Fei can indeed be regarded as an internal master, relying on internal strength, while Zhou Weilong, because of his innate advantage, coupled with the extreme training of external strength, if he fights, the two of them should be considered equal.

Ning Fei's knees bent slightly, and just when Zhou Weilong rushed to him, his calf exerted force, his body jumped up, and his right foot kicked out sharply, hitting Zhou Weilong's face.

Zhou Weilong's face changed, and he hurriedly withdrew the fist he swung out, blocking in front of him, Ning Fei's foot kicked on his arm, Zhou Weilong made another effort and pushed forward, Ning Fei was ejected, fortunately, he was agile, and he backflipped to the table in time to not fall, and Zhou Weilong carried Ning Fei's kick, and also took several steps back, until he retreated to the door, and gradually stood up.

"Happy!" Zhou Weilong laughed, he likes to be tough!

"Happy your daughter-in-law!" Ning Fei is unhappy, I'm not happy if you're happy! If you knew earlier, you shouldn't pretend, let's go out and do it, see who is the cow? If I kick you and I'll run, can you catch me? However, Ning Fei felt that if he really did this, he would be a little shameless and shameless.

If it was before, he would have done this, because it was on the battlefield, and knocking down the enemy was a qiē, after all, defending the country is an act of justice in itself, and besides, it is also a game of life, and when life and death are on the line, nothing can be taken into account.

But now he is no longer a soldier, he is just a bodyguard, the owner of a company, and now he is about to become an actor.

Ning Fei took a deep breath, this time he took the initiative, jumped up again, his body was horizontal, he turned around, and his foot kicked out again.

Zhou Weilong was stunned for a moment and hurriedly blocked it, but as soon as he blocked the first kick, Ning Fei's other foot kicked up again, his body turned around again, and his leg was thrown out again.

Serial kicks.

Although Zhou Weilong's physique is good, Ning Fei's strength is not small, he kept blocking Ning Fei's serial body with his arm, and his body retreated again and again, and he withdrew directly from the door.

And because Ning Fei's speed was faster than him, his chest was also kicked by Ning Fei several times. However, he retreated, and the door was too small for Ning Fei to kick out sideways, so he could only give up the attack for the time being and take a step back to avoid the opponent's counterattack.

"Poof......" Zhou Weilong gasped for a few breaths, covered his chest that was kicked by Ning Fei, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

He coughed vigorously a few times before he recovered.

Ning Fei still looked at him coldly.

"You're no match for me." Ning Fei said.

He Qing's face became very pale, she knew that Ning Fei was good, but she didn't expect his kung fu to be so powerful!

Everyone in the crew is crazy! Is this really a fight? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a kung fu movie! Several girls are bright-eyed and nymphomaniac.

Flood slapped his thigh continuously: "I knew that they would carry the camera today, this is too handsome......"

"Brother Long!" The few younger brothers brought by Zhou Weilong hurriedly walked over and wanted to step forward to support Zhou Weilong, but they were pushed by Zhou Weilong. He raised his head, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, looked at Ning Fei, and sneered, "You are very good." ”

"That's what I said." Ning Fei is displeased, in ordinary movies, isn't this said by the winner? You're vomiting blood from me, are you embarrassed to say that? Bah! Stinky and shameless!

"Brother Long, let's go together!"

"yes!" Zhou Weilong's younger brothers all began to shout, and they could all see that their brother Long did not have the upper hand now, although the other party was not very burly, but his skills were very powerful.

"Get out!" Zhou Weilong snorted, and the few men he brought were immediately as silent as cicadas and didn't dare to squeak.

Zhou Weilong finished yelling at his own people, looked at Ning Fei again, and said, "You think you won?" ”

"Nope. I just thought you lost. Ning Fei said sincerely.

"Then you go ahead and see, how about my next move?" As he spoke, Zhou Weilong shouted, his clothes suddenly cracked, and sweat flowed out.

His expression became hideous, and his roar was a little desolate, as if he was in great pain, his forehead was bruised, and his eyes were slightly red.

Ning Fei didn't know what he was doing, but he had a faint feeling of unease.

"You're going to make a big move?" Although Ning Fei could still joke, it didn't mean how calm his mood was at this time.

"I don't know what it is?" Zhou Weilong smiled, "Shaolin is unlearned, tight bones!" As he spoke, his body had begun to change, and the muscles on his body had swelled a few times again, and he no longer looked strong, but disgusting, like the Hulk on TV.

Ning Fei was shocked.

However, at this time, Zhou Weilong had already pounced towards Ning Fei again, and dust was splashed with every step, as if it was about to cause a strong earthquake.

Walking up to him, he threw a powerful punch, his fist breaking through the air, and the energy struck.

Ning Fei was not to be outdone, and neither could he show weakness. He took a deep breath, swung his fist, and confronted Zhou Weilong again.

"Kicking and staring......" Ning Fei took a few steps back, barely standing firm.

Zhou Weilong smiled and stood in place.

Which is strong and which is weak, you can tell at a glance!

Ning Fei was very surprised.

Zhou Weilong's blow was several times stronger than before, and he put his arm behind his back, but he was trembling at this time......

"You're amazing." Ning Fei took a deep breath, he didn't expect that among the people, there were still such hidden masters.

"Passing the prize." Zhou Weilong grinned. Suddenly, he put away his smile, shouted, and pressed towards Ning Fei again, with a fierce momentum.

He kicked out sideways, Ning Fei's body shifted, and he finally dodged the blow, but before he could react, Zhou Weilong's fist swung over, as if to punch through Ning Fei's head. But at this time, Ning Fei's body suddenly took off in the air, flipped around, and avoided the opponent's fist.

Ning Fei didn't know how to fly, but he jumped a little high, and then, he kicked Zhou Weilong's abdomen, his body quickly turned around three hundred and sixty degrees, with the help of inertia, his punch swung out, smashed on Zhou Weilong's face, and kicked out again, and then Zhou Weilong used it as a springboard, jumped directly from his body, and when he stood in the air, he kicked Zhou Weilong's back heavily, and flipped in the air with the help of his strength, and landed smoothly.

And Zhou Weilong was kicked by him like this, his body moved forward rapidly, and the dining table was collapsed, and all the food on it smashed on his body, some hot and some cold.

"Great strength, amazing?" Ning Fei looked at Zhou Weilong who fell to the ground and said.