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Zhang Xiaolin protected himself with his fists and put on a posture of a pair of tongs and horses, but for some reason, the pores on the top of his head opened and closed slightly, and a little sweat quietly seeped out.

In his early years, although Zhang Xiaolin was idle, fighting and causing trouble in Hangzhou all day long, he was not completely wasted.

was able to be taken by a big hooligan like Ji Yunqing, and personally brought him back to Shanghai from Hangzhou, not only because he was capable and eye-catching, but also because of his martial arts talent and brave and ruthless temperament.

Who would have thought that this big traitor, who was spurned by everyone in later generations, had no choice but to follow Ji Yunqing to Shanghai for refuge because he killed the Japanese in Hangzhou.

There are tens of millions of disciples of the Hongmen Qing Gang, and being able to practice their fists and feet to the point of brightness with a set of ordinary Dahong Fists is enough to explain a lot of problems.

However, when he faced the short and withered little old man in front of him, Zhang Xiaolin's heart suddenly began to be afraid.

Although I had seen this little old man in the Red Mansion, I vaguely felt that the old man was a practitioner, but I couldn't see what level this thin monkey-like old man was.

This time, he finally understood, but it was because the old man had murderous intentions towards him, and at this moment, looking at his every move, he suddenly felt that nothing bad was like a mountain, and the posture between his hands was unfathomable.

The old man still maintained the posture of arching his hands, but he was fine-tuning the center of gravity of his body all the time, so that his hands were always in a delicate and strange state of balance, looking at his posture, not to mention that Zhang Xiaolin couldn't help but exhale and lead the old man to make a move, even if Huang Jinrong and a large number of other people came back immediately, and even if there was an earthquake and tsunami immediately, they couldn't shake his sense of balance.

The sense of oppression on Zhang Xiaolin's body became stronger and stronger, and gradually reached the point of unbearable, looking at the sarcastic smile in the old man's eyes, the anger in his heart also rose little by little, but he thought of what the master had instructed, so he maintained a state of pincer sheep and horses on the surface, and secretly tucked his left arm under his ribs, close to the shell gun pinned to his waist.

Fu Yan looked at Zhang Xiaolin's sneaky movements, and couldn't help but smile dumbly, although he looked down on this new recruit of the Green Gang in his heart before he came, but when he faced the main master, it turned out that he still overestimated him.

Looking at its posture, it should be the southern school of Hongquan that is passed on in Hongmen, although there is some momentum at the peak of Mingjin, but in the bones of its lustful and introverted, it is not a real martial arts practitioner at all.

"The little red guy is the little red guy, even if he makes a yard, he can't take off his green skin......

However, no matter how much he looked down on Zhang Xiaolin in his heart, Fu Yan was not prepared to continue to maintain a state of shock, because he could see that this little red guy was ready to come to Yin......

If it is said to be insidious, Fu Yan, who has been hiding in the Red Mansion for more than ten years, is the ancestor of the secret door......

Bang......

With the sound of a gunshot, Fu Yan had disappeared in place, just when Zhang Xiaolin felt that his shape was not good, and he turned around and raised his gun to shoot, a sharp pain suddenly came from his wrist, and when he saw that the thin fists moved and arched again, a huge force had passed through his arms, and suddenly transmitted from his chest, waist and abdomen......

Next......

There was no follow-up, because at this time, Zhang Xiaolin had already flown upside down like a piece of rotten wood, and after smashing the colored glass door in the hall, he fell far away in the middle of the courtyard like a stinky skin......

"Huh?"

Fu Yan looked at Zhang Xiaolin, who was facing the sky on his back, and a surprised question mark appeared in his mind, because he could see that although this kid's arms were broken and his sternum was broken, he was unexpectedly lucky not to die.

That's a bit weird!?

Fu Yan shook his hand, took a few steps one after another, and his whole body rushed to the courtyard like a flying ape, but this time, without waiting for him to punch out, he felt that the cold hair on his body suddenly exploded, and he didn't care about making a move in a hurry, so he hurriedly turned out a somersault, and then fled through the hall again.

Bang bang......

Raindrops of gunfire rang out, and rows of blackened barrels appeared on the walls of the Huang Mansion, beside the flower beds and even the fountains.

"I had friends from afar, and I was very happy, but I didn't expect my friends to start too quickly, and I almost let the apprentice ......"

While speaking, Ji Yunqing, who had just left the mansion with Huang Jinrong, appeared in the middle of the courtyard slowly with the milky ivory cigarette holder in his mouth, although the dense row of guns in front of him and behind him still smoked, his white suit still looked spotless.

Fu Yan gasped with some difficulty, trying to restrain the qi and blood on his body, although he appeared in time to ambush himself, but this man was not as fast as a foreign gun, and the moment he turned around and fled into the hall, he had been shot three times in a row.

Fortunately, none of the three shots hit the vital point, and it was not fatal for a while.

"I'll count three, and if my friend doesn't come out, we'll shoot a salvo at the door for a minute, and hopefully we'll see each other again......"

Finally arranged for the gunmen to surround the master of the Red Mansion, Ji Yunqing would not give him a chance to escape at all, just when Fu Yan gritted his teeth and tore off his shirt and tightened the wound, he had already waved his hand to signal the gunmen to drain the hall to a flood......

At the same time, Huang Jinrong also took the thugs to the casino, but when he saw the scene in the field, he unconsciously took a cool breath.

"Boss, that fat man is a master of Tai Chi, even if his eyes are closed, he can 'hear' the dice in the dealer's hand with his arm on the table......"

Huang Jinrong froze, and said with a gloomy face: "Tai Chi listens hard!?" I already have everyone's demeanor, I can't imagine that the foundation of this Red Mansion is so strong, and it can send such top masters one after another, you and Lao Qin can be sure......"

"If the kid behind him doesn't move, I'll do it with Lao Qin, and the winning rate is slightly higher, but I can only fight life and death, and it's hard to capture ...... alive"

"Life or death!"

Ji Yunqing waved his arm, his face was a little ugly, although the gunfire behind him shook the sky, but he saw a trace of gloom in Zhang Xiaolin's eyes when he was carried out.

"It seems that there is a feud, do you want to find a chance to kill him......"

Ji Yunqing shook his head, feeling that he was a little too dark, but when he saw that the beaten hall was empty, his heart unconsciously moved again...... Then the cat waist silently withdrew, withdrew, and rolled backwards and rolled out......

When Ji Yunqing ran, the gunmen around him didn't feel a little flustered, but before everyone could figure it out, a figure suddenly jumped down from the plaque in the hall, exhaled suddenly in the crowd, and threw a dazzling fast punch......

Bang Bang Bang ......

Fu Yan's dark face swelled with a trace of blood, and with the sound of excitement in his mouth, the whole person ran through the crowd like a moving battery, and the posture in his hands was not very big, but he was still in the strange posture of 'Master's three arched hands'......

The Three Emperors cannon hammer turned into a deadly chain of cannon fists, like a burning cannon battle, making a short and dull explosion in the air, the power between its fists and feet was surprisingly great, and with Fu Yan's serial running, it quickly caused a huge panic in the crowd!

After a round of quick punches, the gunman had already fallen to the ground, but unfortunately before the gunmen could scatter and escape, Fu Yan's thin figure suddenly rose, and he exhaled again and let out a low roar......

Dada......

The figures flew up and scattered, and it was another round of crazy Three Emperors fast fist cannon hammer power......

Ji Yunqing easily escaped from the field, but was stunned by Fu Yan's extremely ferocious Three Emperor Cannon, carefully weighed his footwork, and quietly retreated in the direction of the mansion again, looking at the expression on his face, he felt that the toad at the bottom of the well had finally seen the sky.

Ji Yunqing's fists and feet are only at the level where he can win the green skin in heads-up, and he only focuses on the scene to be good-looking, and rarely talks about skills such as killing people and maiming them.

But even if I can't see what kind of punching method the Three Emperors Cannon Hammer is, I feel a little frightened from the bottom of my heart at the spectacle of Fu Yan, who is like a three-inch bean ding, running all over his body, and knocking people down one after another like a fort.

Obviously, this Divine Fist Song Laomai's improved Song Three Emperors Cannon Hammer is still a kind of actual combat boxing that is extremely good at group fighting.

Of course, Fu Yan is also miserable at the moment.

The gunshot wound on his body was still bleeding, but he did not dare to pause in the slightest step.

In order to save the body, Fu Yan's shot in the crowd is extremely short, and extremely fast, almost at the moment of running a step, he can hit more than a dozen punches in a row, and each punch contains three fierce and powerful skills, so even in the group battle, he can also knock away those gunmen with vain steps, so that they cannot form an effective encirclement.

The most terrible thing is that these three kinds of strength are all fast and ruthless, even if you don't need to consume the dark energy of qi and blood, just rely on the bright strength of your hands, when you hit the eyes, ears, ribs, crotch and other vital places of those gunmen, you can basically do one punch and one life, and you can punch without leaving your hand, killing one person in one step......

Ji Yunqing's heart was beating wildly, and he ran out of the Huang Mansion like a desperate person, but saw that a few gunmen in the distance had just put Zhang Xiaolin in the car, so he hurriedly shouted to stop a few people, and then ordered the car to drive to the casino like a lost dog, but even when he got to the car, when he thought of the short and thin old man, he couldn't help but be afraid.

"Send me to the hospital first, the green-skinned hooligans over there in the casino are not as good as the gunmen in the mansion......"

Ji Yunqing's eyes shrank slightly, seeing that the coldness on Zhang Xiaolin's face before was long gone, and now he had regained his previous respect, "Xiaolin's injuries are too serious, it is safer to go to the hospital first, as for Jin Rong's side...... If you don't worry, you might as well go to the casino and inform ......"

There was silence in the car......

The noisy casino also became deserted at this time.

Yang Meng looked at the tall and chubby Huang Jinrong, just standing on the opposite side of the gambling table, but behind him stood two men in black clothes and short shirts.

The two men look similar in stature, both of them are more than 1.8 meters, but their faces are black and white, if it weren't for the strange contrast between the thick arms and the thin figure, I'm afraid Yang Meng would have thought that it was black and white impermanence.

Wang Wei smiled and raised his arm on the gambling table, seemingly unintentionally on the edge of the heavy gambling table, "I can't imagine that the descendants of the thousand kings of the Twin Gates are actually hidden in Boss Huang's casino, I don't know if Li San of Yanzimen knows this news......"

The old man took a step forward, also put his hand on the edge of the gambling table, and smiled coldly: "I can't imagine when this master of Taijimen will start to rob us of Qianmen's jobs......"

"The rice has always been in the bowl, but since you have moved the Red Mansion, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it in the future......"

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