Chapter Seventy-Six: Uncle Chen's Fist 1

The darkness gives me black eyes, but I use them to find the light!

When a pure black R8 shines in the sunlight, perhaps this philosophical statement is not an exaggeration. That strange blackness, as if looking for and longing for a bright life, is really bright and bright.

It absorbs all the streamers so it's darker and brighter.

The streamlined body of the car was howling with a strong wind, and the galloping momentum of ten thousand horses suddenly stopped not far from Seventy-Three University.

Here, there is a beautiful woman who is looking forward to it, surrounded by several boys with smiling looks on their faces.

"Miss Simon, come with us."

"Don't force us to be rough, if a little beauty like you knocks or touches even a little bit, it won't be perfect."

"Don't wait here, it's hot weather, where are you going."

……

Although these people have a smile on their faces, they have to say that their hands and feet are still very clean, at least they didn't do anything to the beautiful women with stubborn looks on their faces.

Ximen Tingting hugged her chest tightly, with a stubborn and uncompromising face, as if she regarded these guys as nothing.

However, at this time, Ximen Tingting's heart scolded someone bloody.

"Miss."

A young lady, everyone who called was shocked.

What came down from the black R8 was not the son and rich of the family, but a slightly older uncle-level figure.

Looking at this person's long coat and steps, even Ximen Tingting couldn't help but exclaim.

"Uncle Chen."

The corners of Uncle Chen's mouth drew a slight arc, which was his smile.

Smile without teeth! Absolute elder demeanor, everyone's temperament!

The hand is slightly stretched, and it is drawn.

This is like a gesture of half a white crane with bright wings, just like that R8, which instantly attracts everyone's attention to him, his hands.

"Miss, please come with me." Uncle Chen glanced at the few boys surrounding Ximen Tingting, as if he didn't mind them besieging the eldest lady of his family.

Ignored again?

If you are a big person, you may really deter these small people, but Ximen Tingting's Uncle Chen immediately eliminated the scruples in these people's hearts.

A butler-like figure, even if he comes or not, does it make any difference?

In fact, if Huyan Hongqiang was here, he would not hesitate to go as far as he wanted, because this weird-looking old guy wearing a practice robe, then this is simply a she-wolf wielding a frying pan in sheep's clothing!

Don't look at such a gesture.

The so-called, refining the body, refining the qi, refining the gods!

This is the recognized ladder for practicing martial arts.

Being able to stretch out a hand casually can attract everyone's attention together, just like a magnet attracts iron powder, which is the realm that ordinary people can achieve.

This is purely the effect that can only be achieved by refining the gods, and you can inadvertently use the general trend between yourself and heaven and earth to guide your mind, which is almost the same ability as gods and Buddhas.

This kind of ability, not to mention a few gangster-level students, even if it is Huyan Hongqiang, how far can he run.

It's not that you can't beat it, but it's not cost-effective to fight with such a person!

A person who can attract your heart at any time can imagine what the consequences will be when you are in a daze and distracted when you fight.

The master has made a move, just fight for one breath!

The so-called one breath, that is one breath! One breath is a twin word, which not only refers to a breath of heart, but also refers to the time of a breath! And just such a short time in one breath is enough, enough for a master to fight the opponent - to the death!

"Old fellow, don't get in the way of our good deeds, your young lady, lend us us." A student leader said arrogantly to Uncle Chen.

Chen Bo was stunned! How long has it been, how long has it been since no one has spoken to me so unceremoniously, I really miss it.

"Young people, if you have fire, you should precipitate it well, and learn what you want and want to learn, this is what you should have and what you should hold." Uncle Chen gently pulled Ximen Tingting over.

"Miss, the master is looking for you, come with me."

"Yo ho, it's still preached, without my permission, I'll see which of you dares to go!" Uncle Chen's preaching not only did not cause these guys to think deeply and repent, but became even more arrogant.

"Restless, disrespectful, young people now. Town! ”

A slight drink, a word "town", said not fast, not slow, not slow, but in the minds of a few gangsters, it was not the same thing at all.

The word "town" resounded in the minds of several students like a lion's roar, and the sound of wandering back and forth was like the divine sound and Buddhist treatise echoing in the deep valley and river, removing and deterring all distracting thoughts.

In an instant, a few guys who wanted to do it were stupid and stupid.

A simple "town" not only shocked these guys, but even Huyan Hongqiang, who had just appeared, couldn't help but palpitate.

"Simon, why are you here?" Huyan Hongqiang looked at Xiao Nizi's unhappy face, and couldn't help but take two steps forward, and then suddenly took a big step to the left without any warning.

The fist, a fist that was slightly smaller than the fist of ordinary people, "whew", scraped past Huyan Hongqiang's side.

The boxing wind of hunting shook Huyan Hongqiang's hair and flew around, and it seemed that the momentary elegance really made Huyan Hongqiang's heart cold.

This old guy really has a Yuwang who shot at him, no wonder he saw him for the first time, and he couldn't help but have something in his heart.

"The autumn wind has not moved the cicadas! And so it was! Not bad, not bad! When Uncle Chen saw Huyan Hongqiang dodging away, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

The brightness of his eyes that seems to be terrifying, and Huyan Hongqiang, who can look directly at the sun even after special training, can't help but close his eyes.

"Not good! , this old guy still wants to greet himself with his fists! As soon as his eyes were closed, Huyan Hongqiang couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart, what's wrong, why did he always suffer when he met this old guy.

This punch, Chen Bozhen really used his heart.

Where the fist wind arrives, the ropeway, the condensation, the infinite!

Although this is just Huyan Hongqiang's feeling, he deeply understands that this is not an illusion, this punch really seals the space where it passes, and time freezes.

Of course, it doesn't really stop and condense everything in the world. It can even be said that it has not affected everything in the world in the slightest. In fact, this kind of space and time is completely embodied in Huyan Hongqiang's perception.

Even Ximen Tingting on the side didn't feel it at all.

The space is blocked, and there is no room to dodge.

Time freezes, and there is no possibility of fighting back.

The fist change, although it is only one punch, is better than a thousand punches, ten thousand punches, vaguely covering Huyan Hongqiang's whole person, no matter how Huyan Hongqiang dodges, he will not get out of the transformation of this punch, covering all his reaction space, this is the space blockade.

The punch is fast, although it seems to be lightly aimed, but this punch is fast enough to the highest speed that a person can reflect, even Huyan Hongqiang has no confidence to dodge and fight back! This is the true meaning of time freeze!

Can't move, can't fight back, is it waiting for death?