After looking at it for a while, Pang Wanli said, "But I don't know who Lingtang is?" ”

Pang Wanli's words made the stands on both sides burst into laughter at the same time, this laughter was not only laughing at Pang Wanli, but also laughing at Zhao Guizhen, but also laughing at themselves, this battle, Zhao Guizhen has obvious advantages, whether it is the people of the Haisha Gang or the people on Xiang Luyang's side, they all hope that Zhao Guizhen will win, not for anything else, just to live a stable life in the future.

Zhao Guizhen looked at the stands on Xiang Luyang's side, pointed to Gao Biying, who was dressed in red, and said, "The one in red is my mother, you go and send it!" ”

Now Pang Wanli can't wait to find an excuse to step down, stay away from this evil star, just be safe, although this distance is nothing to Zhao Guizhen, but Pang Wanlitu is a peace of mind.

After handing over the robe to Gao Biying, who was flushed, Pang Wanli did not return to the ring, but quietly slipped back to the stands on his side.

Pang Wanli, who came to Hai Lie's side, whispered: "Big brother, this Feng Daoran is obviously not the opponent of that fool, what should we do next?" ”

Hai Lie sighed and said, "You can explain now, if Feng Daoran is defeated, prepare to attack the city, and take advantage of Xiang Luyang and the others outside to wipe them out." ”

Pang Wanli agreed, and went to the back to start preparing for the siege.

Seeing that Zhao Guizhen was done, Feng Daoran waved the dagger in his hand and said, "Can you start now?" ”

Zhao Guizhen rolled his eyes and said: "It's the first time for me, when I see someone being beaten in a hurry, let's say, do you want me to slap you in the face first, or spank your ass first?" ”

"Crazy man, rest your tongue fast!" Feng Daoran, who rushed up again, stabbed at Zhao Guizhen with daggers one after the other.

After Zhao Guizhen dodged this blow, his right hand reached out, and Feng Daoran's whisk fell on his hand.

After carefully checking Feng Daoran's dust, Zhao Guizhen threw it under the ring and said contemptuously: "Looks like goods, it's not practical at all!" ”

Zhao Guizhen's insulting actions again and again completely angered Feng Daoran, and at this time, he couldn't do much more, and the daggers in both hands flew up and down, and he fought with Zhao Guizhen.

Zhao Guizhen saw that Feng Daoran was really angry, although he didn't understand why, but he was still very happy, since Zhao Guizhen regained his consciousness, so far, he hasn't done anything with anyone, usually when he and Xiang Luyang and them are sparring, he is very unhappy, because after all, those are his own people, and he can only greet places with thick skin and meat, but this time Feng Daoran is different.

First, Feng Daoran is the rescuer of the Haisha Gang, and secondly, he has Gao Biying's permission to slap this old Taoist in the face and buttocks, as long as he doesn't kill him.

Now Feng Daoran has completely lost his mind, all moves are all offense, and he doesn't defend when the empty door is wide open, his current idea is that he will also pull a cushion to die, so the moves that both lose lose are like flowing water, and Zhao Guizhen is used one after another.

At first, Zhao Guizhen didn't find anything wrong with this style of play, but later, Zhao Guizhen gradually understood that this style of play was desperate, could this old way be crazy?

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhao Guizhen's mouth suddenly showed a subtle evil smile, he remembered a story that Marco told him, a person in the story, after being raised in high school, was too happy and lost his mind, and then he was slapped hard, and it was fine.

Now this old man in front of him is estimated to be similar to the person in the story, he should also be crazy, if he wants to save him, he must save him, or catch a madman and go back, Marco and Wu Ran should laugh at themselves again.

After dodging the two daggers, Zhao Guizhen shook his left hand and snapped! A crisp sound came, and up and down the ring, after hearing this crisp sound, all fell silent.

Feng Daoran covered his hot cheeks and looked at Zhao Guizhen, Feng Daoran's eyes were already a little red at this time, he had been famous for more than 30 years, and he had never been insulted like this, first he was stripped of his clothes, then he was robbed of the dust, and now he was slapped in the face.

This kind of insult is even more uncomfortable than killing him, staring at Zhao Guizhen for a while, Feng Daoran didn't say a word, kicked the ring with both feet, and the whole person was like an arrow, crashing towards Zhao Guizhen.

Seeing that Feng Daoran had become even more crazy, Zhao Guizhen said to himself: "It seems that the medicine is not enough, and I have to give him a few more shots." ”

After dodging Feng Daoran's blow, Zhao Guizhen didn't look back, and with a force under his feet, his body flew towards Feng Daoran upside down, and the two of them were in a back-to-back shape at this time.

After Feng Daoran missed, due to inertia, he rushed forward for a distance before stopping, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a bright smiling face, which was very close to him, almost touching his face.

I secretly said in my heart that it was not good, and my body was about to retreat again, but it was too late, Feng Daoran only felt that the placket on his chest was tight, and then snapped! The snap sounded in his ears.

With this snap! Syllable! The sound kept coming, and Feng Daoran's face went through the whole process from pain to numbness.

Looking at Zhao Guizhen who was opening the bow left and right on the stage, the people in the audience sighed for a while, especially the people of the Haisha Gang, these people all know Feng Daoran's ability, and now this god-like character in their eyes is actually slapped in the ring, and it is not one, it is a lot!

At this time, Feng Daoran had been completely knocked unconscious, he had forgotten the weapon in his hand, and all his martial arts, just like that, let Zhao Guizhen slap himself with a bow left and right.

After more than 20 slaps, Zhao Guizhen pushed forward with his left hand, pushing Feng Daoran's body more than a foot away, and muttered: "The amount of medicine this time should be about the same!" ”

Looking at Feng Daoran, who had calmed down, Zhao Guizhen said: "Marco said, the best way to cure madness is to slap it, just now I didn't get cured of it, this time I will take a few more, how about it, it's okay now, right?" ”

Looking at Feng Daoran, whose face was red and swollen and the corners of his mouth were bloody, the people of the Haisha Gang sounded again!

"What a fight! You see that the corners of Feng Daoye's mouth are bleeding! ”

"Who is this man? Martial arts are so high, why have I never heard of it? ”

"I think this person's martial arts, even if a crane comes in person, he may not be an opponent!"

Hai Lie stopped the crowd's discussion again, and whispered a few words to Pang Wanli, asking him to pay attention to the movements in the ring at any time, if Feng Daoran opened his mouth to admit defeat, he didn't need to give his own order, Pang Wanli could command people to attack the city at any time.