Chapter 21: Hutong Village Riot

readx;?ā€œ A real fight is what makes it comfortable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Yang Du sighed in his heart, and quickly appeared at the gate of Huzi School's house in the midst of his rapid steps, and suddenly froze in place, looking at everything in front of him in a daze.

Yang Du's junior disciples confronted the guards of the Island Lord's Mansion, and Huo Cong lay straight behind the guards, his junior brother beat a guard member with three strokes and five divisions, and some were carried by the junior brother in just one round, lifted and thrown far away like a sandbag, and the intimate contact between the body and the ground, the sound of collision, knocked Yang Du's heart.

He didn't expect that the juniors and disciples were so crazy, those guards who usually showed off their might were not the opponents of the juniors and disciples at all, and they were simply not a level or a grade: "It seems that the strength of the juniors and disciples should not be underestimated, they are afraid that they have long wanted to teach those guys a lesson." ā€

Yang Du was right, now the middle-aged people in Hutong Village are so cool in their hearts, and they can beat these guys who usually show off their martial arts without scruples, which is cooler than falling gold from the sky and smashing their heads.

Few people can experience this feeling, the kind of psychological torture caused by long-term forbearance and repression, once this kind of depression tears open a hole, the pleasure of release can not be described by words, you can think about it, if you are very poor now, imagine that tomorrow you will get five million, win the lottery, it is this wonderful feeling, even more enjoyable than this feeling, and now the residents of Hutong Village who have been suppressed for a long time are enjoying in this realm.

At this moment, Long Zhongtian was standing on the edge of the fight between the two sides, looking at all this indifferently, but his heart had already set off waves, and this trace of waves came from everything just now.

A few minutes ago, Long Zhongtian confronted the guards of the Island Lord's Mansion, Long Zhongtian knew the truth of capturing the thief and capturing the king, Huo Cong first became Long Zhongtian's target, in Huo Cong's fright, Long Zhongtian interrupted Huo Cong's ****, so that Huo Cong was tortured by the pain of concentration and fainted before he could tear the pain and scream.

Abolishing Huo Cong was only a few breaths, frightened and frightened, facing Long Zhongtian's indifferent eyes made the guards dare not approach, and even raised the idea of escaping, they were not facing an ordinary person at all, it was simply a ****, as if they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought that they were dreaming, and they had encountered a ghost in broad daylight.

"This man is definitely a demon." The feeling of being invincible rose from the hearts of the guards, and at the same time thought of Long Zhongtian's skills, and the same subscription to Long Zhongtian rose in his fucking heart, they were afraid, and they were so afraid that they couldn't move their feet even if they ran away, **** was like being pulled by a mountain and taking root in the land.

At this moment, the young people of Hutong Village suddenly broke into the courtyard, found more than a dozen people around Long Zhongtian alone, and immediately started to use the martial arts they had practiced over the years, and began to knead the guards one by one.

Bagua Boxing takes the Five Elements Bagua as the mystery of martial arts, and pays the most attention to the improvement of strength, Bagua Boxing began to practice qi, and then improve its own strength, cultivate muscles and bones in one breath, and sweat in just one minute, and sweat in five minutes, until this breath makes the potential of the whole body squeezed clean, and there is no longer any strength, so as to carry out the cultivation of real boxing routines. Because of the internal refining of one breath, the strength of the body of the person who cultivates Bagua Boxing will continue to increase gradually, and it is even possible to reach a thousand catties.

Long Zhongtian could see these prime-aged people, and the prime-aged people who came to help them all had good martial arts skills and strong strength, and these prime-aged people together were simply terrifying existences.

During the fight, Tie Niu found Long Zhongtian watching from the sidelines, and a trace of anger blocked his heart: "What are you doing in a daze?" Fuck it. ā€

The corners of Long Zhongtian's mouth smiled indifferently, and as soon as his figure moved, a guard of the Island Lord's Mansion was knocked down by Long Zhongtian's punch, and the guard lay on the ground and twitched a few times, and there was no movement.

Tie Niu's eyes were shocked and incredulous, he turned his head to look behind him in shock, Long Zhongtian was looking at him with a faint smile: "Do you want me to make a move, you should be able to handle it, otherwise I, Long Zhongtian, will think that I didn't think about anything just now." Long Zhongtian Dao, looking at the king of the jungle who was like a roar in front of him, made Long Zhongtian move his mind.

"I want to see you with a force, a powerful force, and the name of this unit is, name?" Suddenly, Long Zhongtian's mind shook and a picture suddenly appeared, in a military command post, almost nearly 10,000 soldiers sat in this command room, a young man said his understanding of soldiers, ushered in fierce applause, and heard the evaluation of those officers: "Crazy, an indifferent officer who is not afraid of death." ā€

"I come from the 21st century, a special brigade of a military region, and I am the captain of that special forces, and the person on the command platform is me, and I came here in 1936, and Japan will launch a general offensive against China in less than a year." Long Zhongtian said in his heart, at the same time, as a soldier, a Chinese ** person, guarding the national frontier and driving out the Japanese invaders has become his mission at this moment.

Many, many things Long Zhongtian has forgotten, and all that remains is that he doesn't know and reconsiders his own Long Zhongtian, what should he do for his motherland as a soldier, after all, he has come to this world.

Everything is incredible to Long Zhongtian, although he is not a person from this world, he feels incredible, but the fact makes him have to believe it, because just now a large amount of information poured into his brain, all kinds of new weapons, he Long Zhongtian knows everything, and knows the use and characteristics of these things very well.

"If I don't believe it myself, I can't even convince myself, although I don't remember anything, and where the things in my mind come from, I'm afraid this world doesn't have such a bullish weapon!" Long Zhongtian said in his heart, these days the things they told by the Tiger School were listened to by Long Zhongtian, and almost all the conversations revolved around one topic: "Weapons, changes in this world, changes in China."

At this moment, Long Zhongtian is very clear about one thing, that is, the weapon in his mind, there is definitely no one in front of him, although he is from the twenty-first century, what he remembers is only the tip of the ice, and a message is conveyed to him very clearly, that is, the humiliation that the Chinese people have endured.

Long Zhongtian woke up from the recovery of his memory, stared at the pillar and said: "Believe me, I will build a strong army to stop the footsteps of the Japanese, if you can defeat them, you will become a member of the Dragon Soul, it can be said that the country is in trouble and responsible."

"Dragon Soul!" Yang Du's body shook, and the information about the Dragon Soul Special Combat Team flooded into his brain, and in an instant, his eyes stared at Long Zhongtian and flashed a fine light: "Are you sure." Long Zhongtian nodded, and this time Yang Du's body trembled even more excitedly, and he immediately shouted: "Initiate **, kill them!" ā€