"Oh, what is this old hairy man going to do?"

"I heard that Lao Maozi has been in the ring in our Fengtian for several days, and several people have been disabled, this old Maozi is too bullying!"

"Don't say it, this old hairy man is not small, what is Petrov called a Russian Hercules, look at this body, this is strong!"

The front of the Tsarist Russian Consulate at the east gate of Fengtian was crowded, crowded, and a high ring was erected in the middle of the crowd, and the old hairy man in the ring was bare, revealing his long chest hair, shouting loudly, while doing warm-up exercises, the muscles on his body were bulging and tall, and he was covered with iron chains all over his body, which looked like an iron tower was erected in the ring.

"What is this old man going to do? Why do you still put iron chains on yourself! ”

With a "bang", Lao Maozi's hands were forced, and the iron chains on his body were immediately broken away, and he laughed randomly, and gave a little thumbs up to the Chinese below, with a nose on his face.

"See, this is our Russian boxer Petrov, he said that you guys are all cowards, and whoever has the ability to come up and fight him." A two-devil translator walked in front of Petrov, bowed his head and asked a few words, and then showed off his might to the people below.

"Oh, this old hairy man is too evil, if anyone goes up, he won't be beaten into a pulp!"

Petrov on the stage beat his hands on his chest, like a gorilla, his eyes were full of contempt, seeing that no one reacted, and his face was unwilling, and he pulled the interpreter to underestimate a few words.

"We Petrov said, no one comes up, it means that there is no one in Fengtian, he is invincible in the world, punching the Chinese martial arts!"

"That's too bullying! We don't have such a bag! The crowd in the audience began to be restless, but then look at this fierce old man. Not only did he want to go up, but he was also pulled down by his companions.

"Haha," Petrov smirked as he stood on the stage.

"I'm coming!"

A slightly small voice with Hebei emphasis penetrated the entire ring, although the voice was small, everyone present was shocked, and the eyes of the crowd all fell on the body of a thin old man.

"It's okay with this old man, it's so old......" I finally heard someone fighting. There was hope in the crowd, but I didn't expect it to be an old man, and many people began to bow their heads again.

The old man was still not in a hurry, he walked like a fly, walked to the ring, and landed lightly in the ring with a lifelong leap, which made Petrov's eyes widen on the stage, and the little old man's movements were so brisk.

The audience also began to discuss, who is this mysterious old man?

"Master?" He Tianci, Song Fugui and others just got out of the car when they encountered this incident, and Song Fugui can also be regarded as a martial arts person. Studying under Sun Lutang is even more good at boxing, and when he encounters this, he runs to the front, but he didn't expect that the old man who just went up turned out to be his master Sun Lutang, Song Fugui couldn't help but shout.

"Mr. Sun?" He Tianci was a little incredulous, hadn't Mr. Sun been busy training agents for himself? Why will he run to the city gate to compete with Lao Maozi.

"No, the master is so old, he will definitely suffer a loss if he compares with Lao Maozi!" Looking at the old Maozi on the stage with the same iron tower, Song Fugui was a little worried. Get up and rush forward.

"Fugui, don't do it lightly. Let's see the results! "He Tianci stopped Fugui, he has seen Sun Lutang's skills, and he has dialed thousands of catties four times, and today he can also take this opportunity to see who is better than this master of Chinese culture and Lao Maozi's boxer.

"All stand back, stand back!"

He Tianci pulled the rich and noble this time, and Petrov on the stage had already set the rules in Sun Lutang. The audience was a little excited, and they all wanted to grow a few centimeters taller to see what this little old man was capable of.

The audience was crowded, but in the ring, the rules had already been formulated. I saw Lao Maozi walking to Sun Lutang's side proudly, the two stood together, Lao Maozi was more than 20 centimeters taller than Sun Lutang, Petrov threw out the remaining iron chains on his body, glanced at Sun Lutang with disdain, picked up an uppercut and went straight to Sun Lutang's abdomen.

"Oh, mom, why does this old man still say that he will do it!" No one in the audience knew how the rules of the two on the stage were set, and the timid ones had already closed their eyes when they saw this posture.

Petrov smashed his fist at Sun Lutang, but Sun Lutang didn't move, he walked on his horse, and his fist landed on Sun Lutang's body with a bang.

"Good! Good! After the astonishment, the people in the audience remembered to applaud.

"Fugui, what's going on?" Sun Lutang's kung fu He Tianci has seen it, but what kind of competition is this between the two on the stage, and the old man Sun is still invulnerable, and this punch has no reaction on his body at all?

"This is qigong, practice a breath inside, practice muscles and bones outside, as long as you are lucky, you can dissolve the power of Lao Maozi!" Song Fugui had a smug smile on his face, and he kept staring at Sun Lutang's movements.

"Can you do this? And in this ring, what kind of rules did your master set with Lao Maozi? "He Tianci feels a little suspenseful no matter how he listens, the power of Lao Maozi's punch is so great, Sun Lutang has nothing to do, qigong? It's too much of a suspense.

"I can't do it for the time being, but when I reach the age of the master, it's almost the same, the internal strength pays attention to one breath, and the more experienced I live to old age, the older I get, the stronger this breath will be!" Song Fugui shook his head and explained to He Tianci: "The rules set by the master and Lao Maozi are the rules of our Chinese's ancient martial arts competition, Lao Maozi came to our China as a guest, and the master first let him punch three punches, and wait for the end of the three punches, which is the time for the master to make a move." ”

After saying that the master made a move, Song Fugui was a little proud on his face.

"Mountain spring or three punches?" Could it be the legendary farmer three punches?

"Ahh

He Tianci was stunned at this moment, and the old Maozi Petrov on the stage was extremely angry, and after seeing that the first punch did not react, he shouted, and punched twice in a row.

This time, Lao Maozi exerted all his strength, and the body hair on his body trembled, but Sun Lutang was still like Mount Tai and stood still like Mount Tai except for slamming his feet to the ground and standing firmly on the horse.

"Good! Mr. You are really urine, you haven't lost the face of our Fengtian, I said earlier, where is our Fengtian, that is Shengjing, in the past, martial arts competitions were common, old sir, you are so good! ”

After three punches, Sun Lutang still stood firmly in the ring, put his legs together, exhaled softly, and hugged his fists to the audience: "Thanks to the care of the old and young masters, Sun is grateful!" ”

"Ah" Before Sun Lutang could finish speaking, Petrov screamed and pounced on Sun Lutang, and the iron fist in his right hand was about to fall on Sun Lutang's body.

"Master, be careful!" Looking at the situation on the stage, Song Fugui inevitably became worried and hurriedly rushed forward.

Song Fugui's reminder was half a beat, Petrov's big fist was about to fall on Sun Lutang's head, but Sun Lutang was still motionless, his eyes were staring at Lao Maozi tightly, he took a sharp breath, and his right hand was a palm in the depths, which easily dissolved Lao Maozi's strength. ”

"Master!" Just now, Song Fugui couldn't help but worry about his master, and watched Sun Lutang dissolve Lao Maozi's strength, and then stopped.

"Fugui, remember Master's words, no matter who the opponent is, just look at his eyes!" After saying this, Sun Lutang took another step forward, lightly touched the ground with his left foot, and flew up and kicked Lao Maozi's head in a lifetime.

"Bang Bang"

The sound of flesh and blood colliding immediately sounded in the ring, and the title of Lao Maozi's strong man was not for nothing, but he simply carried Sun Lutang's chain legs.

The continuous defense made Petrov a little angry, Sun Lutang's chain legs kept him out of breath, Lao Maozi shook the muscles on his body, screamed strangely, held Sun Lutang's chain legs, rushed forward, and waved his fist to prepare to die with Sun Lutang.

"Fugui's best defense is offense!" Sun Lutang said a word to the rich and noble in the audience, and waved the fist in his hand fiercely, the real attack had just begun, and every fist hit Lao Maozi's body with a clanging sound.

"First Punch ......"

"Second Punch ......"

"Third Punch ......"

The two sides went back and forth for exactly three rounds, and after Sun Lutang threw the third punch, Petrov arrived.

"Good! All right! Old heroes! You have greatly boosted the morale of our Chinese! There was a cheer from the audience.

He Tianci also counted, just three punches, it seems that this is really a farmer's three punches, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, he really didn't believe in any qigong, this thin little old man could withstand the three punches of the tower-like old Maozi, maybe the profound Chinese martial arts, I really can't guess it, but it's also a good choice to leave Sun Lutang, the old man, in Fengtian, and his apprentice as his bodyguard.

"Fugui, your master is really amazing!" He Tianci sighed secretly, but when he said this, he didn't see a response for a long time, and then he saw that Fugui had rushed to the stage and hugged Sun Lutang.

He Tianci smiled helplessly, it seems that he is still the master.

The new army soldiers of the "woo woo" brigade blew their whistles and galloped towards the city gate: "Stop, stop for me!" ”

The entire Fengtian Street was still immersed in the excitement of Sun Lutang's defeat of Lao Maozi, and the sudden whistle immediately broke the cheerful atmosphere around the ring.

More than a dozen young people in green and blue uniforms soaked in the front, and the soldiers in the back were in hot pursuit, and several young people were about to pour into the crowd, but gunshots rang out from behind: "If you run again, Lao Tzu will kill you." ”

The trigger was pulled, and the heartstrings of everyone present were also pulled, and He Tianci was no exception, but it was not the gunshots that pulled his heartstrings, but the blue and green uniforms. (To be continued......)