Song Zheng kicked in the door, the movement was very great, Yuan Rong and the others all looked at Song Zheng, only Mu Yu and the three of them, they were completely forgetful, and they didn't stop moving, and they didn't seem to notice that Song Zheng had entered the latest chapter of the Heavenly Book of Wonders.

"Stop!" Song Zheng let out a loud shout.

The slightly fatter bald man sitting on the chair glanced at Song Zheng and said coldly, "Where did the hairy boy come from, do you know what kind of place this is?" Get out of here! ”

Song Zhengli ignored him, and immediately shook his body and rushed towards the two people besieging Mu Yu.

Seeing Song Zheng's speed, the faces of the two people sitting changed and they shouted in unison, "Be careful!" ”

Of the two people besieging Mu Yu, one continued to fight Mu Yu, while the other man with a scar on his face quickly turned around and swung his fist at Song Zheng. Song Zheng's thought flashed in his heart, this scar-faced man reacted so quickly, he should have noticed that he had come in. It seems that today's matter is not as simple as a fight between three people. Maybe these people have long wanted to give themselves a dismount, and take advantage of the fact that they haven't taken the initiative to reveal their identities before they clean themselves up.

Although Song Zheng thought so in his heart, the movements in his hands were non-stop. When he was only half a foot away from the scar-faced man's fist, Song Zheng stretched out his left tiger claw, grabbed the opponent's wrist at once, and brought it to his side, and at the same time, his body was on one side, and he turned half a circle against the outside of the opponent's right arm, and his right elbow was raised with his body, and he immediately hit the opponent's temple.

Song Zheng's close-quarters kung fu is very different from that of people of this era, and the scar-faced man was also greatly surprised. In a hurry, he hurriedly lowered his head downward, wanting to give way to this blow, but Song Zheng suddenly changed his move, and the tip of his elbow that was raised at a high place fell downward, smashing on the back of the scar-faced man's head. The scar-faced man stumbled, screamed in pain, and fell to the ground forward. The back of the head is the vital point of the human body, and the strength of the elbow is greater than the fist, and after the scar-faced man fell to the ground, he supported his hands and feet twice, and then fell down and passed out.

As soon as Song Zheng made a move, it was a killing move, and it was extremely ruthless. The two people sitting there widened their eyes, stood up at the same time, and after glancing at each other, the fat bald man snorted coldly and pounced on Song Zheng.

Song Zheng glanced at Mu Yu and saw that he had relieved his breath, and even turned defense into offense, forcing his opponent back two steps. Song Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and pretended to drink "stop", which naturally had no effect.

At this time, the fat and bald man had already been killed, and his huge body was like a mountain of meat, pressing towards Song Zheng, and his movements were extremely fast, still better than the scar-faced man. In particular, the two fat fists, like two big bowls, once poked out, were like two balls of fat flying towards them.

Song Zheng immediately estimated the speed and strength of his fist, knowing that it was not easy to defeat the opponent, and even to unload the opponent's strength. Seeing that the fist was about to reach the door, Song Zheng did not dodge, but made an unexpected move: he suddenly tilted downward, and actually fell to the ground.

The fat and bald man was also stunned, and he had never seen this kind of person who took the initiative to fall to the ground before he had even fought each other. However, when he turned his eyes to look down, he saw a foot kicking straight down from his chest, hitting his jaw. It turned out that Song Zheng fell to the ground, and while letting go of the opponent's big fist, he supported the ground with both hands, and his legs jumped up, turning into weapons, and passing between the two fat arms of the fat and bald head.

"Not good!" The fat bald monster screamed, and hurriedly pulled his neck back, and at the same time, his big belly straightened up, blocking Song Zheng's legs. Even so, Song Zheng's toes still rubbed the other party's nose, making the fat bald man have to take two steps back.

Song Zheng pressed his hands on the ground violently, bounced up again with the help of his waist, and rushed towards the other party. Before the fat bald man had time to cover the tip of his broken nose, he saw Song Zheng attack. He was not allowed to swing his big fist and seal the empty door in front of him.

Song Zheng's offensive is like a tide, and the bald fat man is not simple, and the development of science and technology in the other world is not simple. He placed his fists and arms in front of him, and no matter where Song Zheng attacked, he sealed them all with his fists and arms. Although he was beaten, he relied on his rough skin and thick flesh to resist Song Zheng's attack. Although he was tired of parrying, Song Zheng couldn't help him for a while, but forced him to retreat step by step.

After taking a few steps back, the fat bald man was in the center of the hall.

At this time, Mu Yu had already knocked his opponent to the ground, but instead of taking advantage of the victory to pursue, he stopped and looked at Song Zheng in a daze. And Yuan Rong and the others widened their eyes, all showing incredible expressions.

Lu Junqing's shadow had already flashed at the gate, and Song Zheng knew that as soon as Lu Junqing arrived, he would no longer be able to attack this fat and bald man. But let him go like this, and he is not willing, and he must let this person suffer some hardships.

Thinking of this, he let out a loud cry, jumped up high, and pressed his knees forward and down fiercely. Seeing Song Zheng vacating into the air, the fat and bald face showed joy, and he immediately swung his fist and struck it diagonally forward, wanting to have a hard time with Song Zheng's knees. With his strength, it was enough to knock Song Zheng away.

As he expected, after Song Zheng's knees were hit, his body immediately flew backwards. However, without waiting for the fat and bald heart to be happy, Song Zheng's originally grouped body suddenly stretched out, his hands reached down, and he clasped the other party's wrists, and the body that was originally flying backward stopped in an instant.

Song Zheng was in the air, all his strength was concentrated on his hands, and the fat and bald head was actually taken by him to a stumbling one. In fact, with the power of the fat and bald head, even if Song Zheng grabbed the opponent's wrist, it was difficult to pull him. But this time, with the help of the opponent's fists, coupled with his own strength, it was difficult for the fat and bald to stand firm.

Song Zheng was unforgiving, and with a little more force in his hand, he lowered his head and slammed straight towards the other party's door. The fat and bald head was brought by Song Zheng, and it was difficult to take back his wrists at all, so he could only watch Song Zheng's forehead on his nose. This collision was extremely ferocious, not only Song Zheng, but everyone present heard a sour click.

The fat bald man was in pain, he shouted, waved his arms, and slammed to his side, trying to throw Song Zheng down. If Song Zheng was grabbed by him, he would naturally fall into a mess. It's a pity that his wrist was grabbed by Song Zheng. Song Zheng immediately let go of his left hand, his right hand was still holding the opponent's wrist, and with the force of the bald fat man throwing it to the side, his body slid in a half-circle arc in the air, and actually went around the opponent's side and back.

At this time, Song Zheng stretched out his left hand, grabbed the opponent's neck, and let go of his right hand while exerting force. In this way, Song Zheng is equivalent to taking the other party's body as the axis, turning half a circle, and when he stopped, he had already reached the other party's back.

The fat bald man felt that Song Zheng was behind him, so he secretly screamed that it was not good, and turned his back to catch Song Zheng. However, as soon as his hand touched Song Zheng's clothes, he felt a huge pain in his ear and neck, and then his eyes went black and he fell to the ground with a bang.

From Song Zheng rushing into the door to defeating the fat and bald, although it is troublesome, it is very short. By the time Lu Junqing shouted in the courtyard to stop, Song Zheng had already stopped and stared at the thinner man. This person's face is like a shaved face, the edges and corners are extremely distinct, there is a short beard under the chin, and the two eyes are as thin as a line, giving people a sense of treachery and fierceness.

The fat bald was suppressed by Song Zheng just now, and he didn't get involved. Just when he thought that the fat and bald head could block Song Zheng's attack, Song Zheng suddenly exerted his strength, and the opponent was hit hard like a thunderbolt. This made the thin-faced man frightened, and although he rushed forward a few steps, he did not dare to attack.

"Childe!" Ding Long and Cai Yong rushed in first, guarding Song Zheng on the left and right, and stared at the thin-faced man. The atmosphere in the hall froze for a while, and it was quite tense.

"Xiaolang! Are you okay? Lu Junqing ran into the hall, his face extremely ugly. He could see the process of Song Zheng's defeat of the fat and bald just now. He didn't expect that in such a short period of effort, Song Zheng had already knocked down one of the two top masters under his account.

"I'm fine, Lu Lao, you still look at the three lying on the ground. I don't know the opponent of the Commander of the Wood, but this dead fat man and that Scarface, it's better for people to see it first, if it's too late, I'm afraid they will become stupid. ”

Song Zheng said that, walked straight to the black-clothed man with a thin face, and sat down on the chair where the bald and fat man was sitting. Ding Long and Cai Yong naturally followed, and the former also picked up a new teacup from the table and poured fragrant tea for Song Zheng.

"What are you doing? Don't look at their lives or dead yet! Lu Junqing roared angrily. Mu Yu, Yuan Rong, and the bearded man moved and leaned down to see the injuries of the three people who fell to the ground. The one who was knocked down by Mu Yu sat up by himself, shook off Mu Yu who was pulling him with one hand, and held on to the pillar in the hall, trembling and straightening up. And the scar-faced and bald fat man was massaged on the top of his head by Yuan Rong and the bearded man.

The thin-faced man in black took a few steps back to the side and bowed down at Lu Junqing.

Lu Junqing's face was pale, and he sat on the chair of the man in black. Ding Long also poured him a cup of tea, Lu Junqing grabbed the teacup, his hands were tight, and the green tendons on the back of his hands protruded, but strangely did not say a word.

After the tea time, Scarface and bald fat sweat woke up, and after shaking their heads a few times, they both got up and stood aside tremblingly. At this time, the scar-faced man was better, but he had some dirt on his face. The bald and fat man was ashamed, his nose crooked to the side, and his face was covered with blood.

"Shao Zhijie, Wang Hammer, and Yuan Rong, a few of you, why don't you come and see Lord Jianzheng." Lu Junqing's voice was as calm as water, but with a chill.

Shao Zhijie is the man in black, and Wang Hammer is the bald man who was knocked down by Song Zheng. These two are also the two masters of Dark Eagle, and they are also the only two Golden Eagles. The scar-faced man's name is Qiu Xu, and he and Lian Yuxiang, who was defeated by Mu Yu, are the commanders of Huainan East Road and Huainan West Road respectively. The bearded man Jiang Huan is from Liangzhejiang Road.

Several people hugged their fists towards Song Zheng and said, "Meet Lord Jianzheng", and the expressions on their faces were naturally different. The bald fat man Wang Hammer pouted, full of unconvinced, while the scar-faced men Qiu Xu and Jiang Huan looked respectful. Mu Yu and Shao Zhijie had calm faces, and they couldn't see any expressions. Yuan Rong returned to the appearance of a cold beauty, but a pair of beautiful eyes kept looking at Song Zheng, with a look of surprise that had not yet subsided.

Song Zheng got up from the chair, hugged his hands, and said with a smile on his face, "It's easy to say, you commanders, contemptible Song Zheng, Xi is the right supervisor, I didn't have time to make a statement just now, and I still look at Haihan." ”

Song Zheng was polite, very different from the fierce appearance just now. However, this scholar-like appearance did not give anyone a feeling of closeness, but instead gave a chill to their backs.