Chapter 17: The Iron Fist Tiger
After a long time, it's a little boring, and I always want to find an opportunity to practice, and today I finally met such a stunned person again, and I can move my muscles and bones.
Ling Feng looked at Guo Da's slap, still with a faint smile on his face, and sat firmly on the sofa, without any intention of dodging.
Seeing Ling Feng's expression, Guo Da frowned, his anger was even greater, and the strength in his hand increased a few points, as long as this palm was hit, I was afraid that the other party would not die, and he would become a cripple.
But just after Guo Da's hand slapped in front of Ling Feng, Ling Feng suddenly raised his hand and waved it lightly, as if to drive away flies.
Touch!
With a muffled grunt, the two palms touched together.
Guo Da only felt a strong force spread quickly in his body along his arm, and then the whole person actually flew into the air, and after flying five or six meters, he fell heavily to the ground, and a burst of qi and blood surged, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't get up.
Hiss............
Seeing this scene, everyone gasped.
Guo Dake is a gold medal fighter under Wang Laohu, who once protected Wang Laohu by himself and rushed out from dozens of people, but now he was defeated by a young man effortlessly, and it was so casual.
In addition to the shock, Wang Laohu's eyes flashed with a fine light, as if he had found some treasure.
"Brother, you are so good, mix with me, let you run rampant in the south of the city."
Wang Laohu threw an olive branch towards Ling Feng.
"If you were to mess with me, I might still consider messing with you? Ha ha...... You're not worthy yet. ”
Ling Feng stared at Wang Laohu with contempt and smiled.
"Arrogance!"
Wang Laohu's face instantly turned cold, and a murderous aura flashed in his eyes.
Although he had a love for talent, Ling Feng was so ignorant that he really took his tiger as a sick cat.
"Boy, you are too rampant, don't think that if you defeat Da Ge, you will be invincible in the world, Tiger Lord has been crisscrossing the south of the city for decades, do you think he is just relying on others to protect him? In that case, you will think wrong, the tiger master has a pair of iron fists, and in just four months, he has won the southern district of the city, and no one is unconvinced. ”
One of Wang Laohu's subordinates yelled at Ling Feng in a fierce voice.
"Do you know the title of our Tiger Master? Inquire in Baihai City, Iron Fist Tiger, no one doesn't know, if the Tiger Master makes a move, you will wait to die! ”
Another of Wang Laohu's subordinates said.
When Wang Laohu heard his subordinates praising him, he couldn't help but look happy, and his momentum was even stronger.
Ling Feng smiled and shook his head slightly, his subordinates never forgot to pat themselves on the back, it seems that this Wang Laohu is not very powerful.
"Look for death!"
Seeing that Ling Feng actually shook his head, Wang Laohu shouted angrily, and suddenly punched Ling Feng in the chest.
This punch is extremely fast and powerful, and with the sound of breaking the wind, it is obviously much higher than the Guo Da just now, but in Ling Feng's eyes, it is still not enough.
"Iron Fist Tiger? But I forgot to tell you my title, everyone else calls me Wu Song. ”
The corners of Ling Feng's mouth raised slightly, his face full of disdain and sarcasm.
Wu Song?
Everyone couldn't help but wonder, how could there be such a title?
However, Wang Laohu heard it, and the murderous aura in his eyes was even stronger.
Isn't Wu Song specialized in fighting tigers?
However, this time Ling Feng did not fight back, but stood up and quietly waited for Wang Laohu to hit him.
Seeing that Ling Feng didn't dodge or dodge, and didn't even fight back, Wang Laohu gritted his teeth and used all his strength.
This punch is afraid that it has a force of several hundred catties, even if it hits the wall, it is estimated that it can make a big hole.
Touch!
Wang Laohu punched Ling Feng in the chest.
Seeing this scene, everyone was waiting for Ling Feng's body to fly out heavily.
But after two breaths, Ling Feng's body was still standing there, not moving at all.
Could it be that the tiger master's subordinates showed mercy?
Even if his subordinates were merciful, this kid must have damaged his internal organs and spurted blood.
Everyone began to wait for Ling Feng to vomit blood.
After two more breaths, Ling Feng had a faint smile on his face, where was there any sign of vomiting blood.
What the hell is going on?
Wang Laohu's subordinates couldn't figure it out.
At this time, only Wang Laohu knew in his heart that his punch was like hitting a steel plate, his arm was trembling slightly, if he guessed correctly, he was afraid that his hand bones would be cracked.
Wang Laohu wanted to withdraw his fist, but the whole arm did not obey the call, this was a strange scene, Wang Laohu's fist was still hitting Ling Feng's chest, and Ling Feng looked at Wang Laohu with a smile.
It's like shooting a TV slowdown.
Looking at the smile on Ling Feng's face, Wang Laohu's heart was trembling, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed, in his eyes, this was the devil's smile, which was breathtaking.
"Iron Fist Tiger, it's not Er'er!"
Ling Feng stretched out his hand and gently pushed Wang Laohu in front of him, Wang Laohu's sturdy body fell directly backwards, smashed on the coffee table, smashed the coffee table, and the private room was in a mess.
Everyone was stupid.
How could the god-like tiger master in their minds become like this.
He was pushed to the ground and fell to the ground.
No one believes that this is true, everything is as designed.
Everyone was in shock, and they forgot to help Wang Laohu up.
Wang Laohu got up with an ugly face, moved his arms slightly, and found that he couldn't lift it up.
"Who the hell are you?" Wang Laohu asked with a frown.
In Baihai City, Wang Laohu had never heard of such a powerful young man, and now Wang Laohu would not be stunned by Ling Feng, maybe it was a master invited by his competitor to deal with him.
"Didn't I say that? My name is Ling Feng, known as Wu Song! Ling Feng said with a smile.
"That gang job?" Wang Laohu was sure that Ling Feng must have been found by a competitor.
"Pick up the job?" Ling Feng was slightly stunned, and then came to his senses: "You think I am your opponent who came to deal with you?" ”
"Isn't it?" Wang Laohu's face was gloomy.
Although he is an underground emperor in the southern district of Baihai City, there are many gangs in the entire Baihai City, and he has many enemies, otherwise he would not have taken so many subordinates with him as soon as he moved.
"If it were, you'd be a corpse by now." Ling Feng said lightly.
In foreign countries, Ling Feng has also taken on a lot of work, but this time it is not, it is not that he brags, I am afraid that no one in the entire Baihai City can afford to ask him for a price.
"Boy, are you so crazy that you think you can ignore everything if you can fight? Tell you, Lao Tzu has a way to kill you, like this......"
Wang Laohu said, and actually took out a pistol from his body.
"No matter how good your kung fu is, aren't you still afraid of guns?"
Wang Laohu pointed a gun at Ling Feng, and a smug look began to appear on his face.