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After receiving Choi Jung-won's instructions, Park Jung-jae picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered, "Do it." ”

It was obvious that one of the men in black received Park Jung-jae's order, and with a wave of his hands, these people instantly activated, as swift as a leopard, and pounced on the young man.

The young man had been on the alert for a while, waiting for this moment.

"It's coming!" The young man was unfazed in the face of the siege, retreating in small steps, while observing the flaws of these people.

When the first man rushed in front of him and returned with a big fist, his eyes lit up.

I saw that the young man did not retreat but advanced, and a cat waist hid under the opponent's fist. And with the help of the force of the forward rush, a kick in his arms kicked the person behind him, kicking that person several times.

"Good!" Even Park Jung-jae, a bystander, couldn't help but shout hello for the other party's skills.

In the midst of the chaos, with one enemy and many people. How to judge the situation and quickly find a breakthrough is the performance that a master should have.

Choi Jung-won nodded, shocked by the young man's skills.

At the very least, if he faced a siege of this level, he basically had no power to fight back.

Although many people applauded the young man's blow, as long as he felt pessimistic. Because the kick just now didn't hurt people at all.

This kick was enough to surprise and be very weird, but the man narrowly closed his arms and blocked it. As for rolling several laps in a row, it is actually working on the trend, otherwise if you really resist hard, you will be injured.

In the flash of light, the other party prevented his own attack, and he didn't suffer a loss. You can imagine these people in front of you. How well trained.

Who is going to deal with himself and can get up to so many powerful men?

There was no room for him to think about it, and the chaotic battle continued. The young man didn't give the first person to punch him a chance to react, and as soon as he hugged his waist, he threw the other man out of the way.

This time, the center of gravity of the body is completely lost, and the other party has no choice.

The huge body rolled out of the coffin, knocking down several people in a row, and the smoke and dust kicked up seemed to envelop the field.

Finally hurt a few, and the young man was very alert to lock the cat's waist, and at the same time help each other with both sides of the head with both hands.

When the raindrops of fists fell. He also rolled back and got out of the range of the other party's attack.

Don't look at the posture is embarrassing, but it works well.

In fact, real martial arts is like this, there is nothing beautiful at all. Everything is aimed at protecting oneself and knocking out the other party. The one who puts the flowers on the shelf dies the fastest.

"Yo. This kid was using Mongolian wrestling, right? Park Jung-jae didn't mind the injuries of his subordinates. He also pointed out the kung fu used by the other party with a smile.

They are all five big and three thick, rough skin and thick men. Injuries and bleeding are commonplace.

It's only temporary, but it's enough for young people to start over.

When he was surrounded again, he raised his left arm to carry the attack, and then struck it hard with his back. But the bodyguard who was facing him was foaming at the mouth by his knee and fell softly.

Boy. After two rounds of competition, seven of these well-trained bodyguards could no longer fight.

This strong strength is really staggering.

Next, he performed even more spectacularly.

It's like walking on muddy ground. It seems to be procrastinating, but it is actually fast. The body made a semicircle counterclockwise with lightning speed, and dodged several attacks in a row.

At the same time, his hands were split, teasing, bumping, or clasping. The sound hit the east and the west, and the three people fell under his fist.

Park Jung-jae watched it with relish and applauded. "Well played, what kind of kung fu is this, it's so handsome."

He doesn't know him, but Choi Jung-won does. While watching the fight, he explained. "This is Baguazhang, which originated in the Xianfeng period of the Qing Dynasty, and is said to have been created by Dong Haichuan, a master of martial arts."

Park Jung-jae was dizzy when he saw it, and his mouth was even more emotional. "This guy is actually a master of combining East and West. In just a while, his kung fu has already appeared in the Chinese army's grappling boxing, Brazilian jiu-jitsu, my country's taekwondo, Mongolian wrestling and the Baguazhang you said. Where the hell did the freak come out and have so many routines? ”

Next to the two of them, for the first time in his life, he saw the so-called countless masters fighting, Zheng Xinghuai had long forgotten the passage of time, and he was reluctant to put down the binoculars at all.

Tumbling and rolling so far, not only did he not take the other party down, but he also injured more than a dozen people.

It can be clearly seen that after the pressure on the other party becomes lighter, it is easier to toss and turn. If it continues, maybe a dozen of these people will be left here.

Although the young man was also injured several times, the injuries were not serious and did not affect his movement at all.

The kind of situation where a peerless master kills countless enemies while talking and laughing, and the leaves do not stick to his body, can only appear in martial arts stories. In the real world, if one person fights a group, no matter how high his kung fu is, he will be very embarrassed.

Even those famous generals in history who are 10,000 enemies are not all "wounded and will not retreat". Zhao Zilong Changbanpo entered and exited seven times, and he was also made like a hedgehog.

Seeing that there would be no result if he continued to fight, Cui Zhengyuan was not interested in watching it any longer. "Tell them to end, if they continue to fight like this, it will only be more embarrassing."

"Okay, these guys, it looks like they don't practice enough." Park Jung-jae was also very dissatisfied with these men.

So many people beat one and became like this, but it was his boss's face that he lost.

Picked up the walkie-talkie and commanded. "Okay, speed out, we still have business to do."

The young man suddenly felt the pressure relaxed, and saw the people around him retreat like a tide on both sides.

When he was slightly relieved and was about to wipe his face covered with sweat, a sense of crisis from the human instinct made him tense his nerves instantly.

When I saw the situation clearly, there was only a wry smile and helplessness.

Well, these guys actually pulled out their pistols.

His kung fu is very good, but against hot weapons, there is no hope at all.

But since these people didn't shoot. Prove that they have no intention of killing themselves. After thinking about it, the young man simply gave up his resistance.

Then I felt a numbness in my waist and eyes, and then I didn't feel anything.

Cui Zhengyuan, who was in the distance, could see clearly, the boss with a grin on the corner of his mouth. "Well, even the electric baton is used."

After the young man was stunned, a group of people swarmed up, took out ropes and other things, tied them up in a sturdy knot, and transported them to a warehouse by car.

Letting these people tie the young man to the pillar, Choi Jung-won opened his backpack and checked it.

There is nothing glaring in the backpack. Except for a few changes of clothes, there was only one wallet.

Bank cards, banknotes and the like Cui Zhengyuan was not interested at all, and what made him happiest was to find out the origin of this young man.

Yan Xiaobei, age 23. The home address on the ID card is Qingxian County, Cangzhou City, Hebei Province.

Well, I was born in the hometown of martial arts. No wonder Kung Fu is so good. It is only in that kind of environment that such a genius can be cultivated.

When Cui Zhengyuan was collecting clues. Those black-clothed men who had been beaten badly just now had already woken Yan Xiaobei up. Of course, there is no need for retaliatory acts of punching and kicking in the process.

Who told this guy to catch him if he didn't tie his hands well. They are so embarrassed in front of the boss and the boss.

After Yan Xiaobei woke up, the only feeling was pain. Headache, body pain, joint pain, orbital pain, pain in the corners of the mouth. There is no place in the whole body that does not hurt.

I wanted to touch the wound with my hand but it was impossible, obviously my movement was restricted.

Thinking of this, he suddenly came to his senses completely.

The surrounding environment made his heart sink to the bottom, and he was a little uncertain about his future.

Himself was tied to a thick pillar. Obviously, the previous force frightened the other party, and dozens of ropes were tied to him.

In this case, don't talk about him, even if he changes to the giant spirit god, he may not be able to break free.

Since there is no hope of getting out, he has to take a good look at who has spent so much effort to get himself here.

There were not many people in the warehouse, and after only a search, he found Cui Zhengyuan.

"Is that you?" After discovering the main envoy, Yan Xiaobei was shocked.

He knew Cui Zhengyuan, or in Asia, unless he was in a very remote area, it was difficult not to know Cui Zhengyuan.

Yan Xiaobei is not very old, and it is the time when he likes to get in touch with new things. When I usually have nothing to do, listen to pop songs, watch movies or something, I naturally know who Cui Zhengyuan is.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that it was actually a star who instructed him to design and attack him.

Why is this happening? He couldn't figure it out.

Hearing the words, Cui Zhengyuan got up from the ground, walked in front of him, and smiled. "yes, you know me?"

was obviously in danger, but Yan Xiaobei did not have any panic. also smiled back, "Of course, it's hard for a big celebrity like you not to be recognized." I just didn't expect your Chinese to speak so well. ”

Cui Zhengyuan did not rush to find out what he wanted, but gossiped leisurely. "It seems that you don't know much about me, how good my Chinese is, I have already shown it."

Yan Xiaobei pursed his lips and snorted: "I'm not a star chaser, why do I know so much about you?" ”

Choi Jung-won smiled even more happily. "You don't know me, you don't know anything, so you rush into South Korea, should I say that you are fearless or are you stupid and bold?"

Yan Xiaobei's eyes darkened, and he didn't know what the situation was. Hearing this, there is really nothing to say except to keep silent.

After the interest of small talk, Cui Zhengyuan took out the photo, put it in front of his eyes and asked, "Do you know this person?" ”

Yan Xiaobei's originally somewhat depressed head suddenly raised, and he looked at Cui Zhengyuan with endless bright light, and his throat stirred several times, as if he wanted to say something. (To be continued......)