On Da Fei's side, the two younger brothers are hanging, and in addition to himself, there are three foreigners left.

A well-mannered person, with a metal box in his hand and his gold-rimmed glasses, should be an accountant in charge of money. The remaining two people are tall and big, with bulging muscles, and they can barely hold their vests, and they must be thugs or bodyguards.

"It's you, you're not a student."

Da Fei recognized Zhou Xingxing, raised the gun and clicked in the air, and threw the pistol at him in a hurry.

Boom!

"Oops!"

Cao Dahua was unfortunately shot, and his head bulged with a big bag.

"Applejack, you come first."

Huang Sir waved his hand and asked the youngest Liao Wenjie to pick one first.

When he was young, the No. 20 man couldn't get close, and he relied on the deadly scissor foot to break through his prestige, and now although he is old, he also sprained his foot due to a rollover, but if he really wants to fight, it doesn't matter who the four on the other side choose.

"Well, I'll pick ...... That's it. ”

Liao Wenjie pointed and finally selected the accountant.

"Applejack, it's better to leave this guy to my uncle to deal with."

Cao Dahua raised his hand and shouted to stop, and said with a serious face: "You are still young, you don't know that the rivers and lakes are sinister, this ghost guy is gloomy, and he is a ruthless character at first glance, you can't play him." ”

"Uh, I'm fine, just be happy."

Four-on-four, Liao Wenjie and Zhou Xingxing faced two muscular men respectively, Huang Sir faced Dafei, and the accountant was selected by Cao Dahua.

“Boy，come on！”

The white strong man shook his neck, put on a standard boxing stance, and looked at Liao Wenjie with a very contemptuous look.

The psychological state is as follows: white and pure, weak and ridable, this is stable.

Liao Wenjie shrugged, didn't put on any posture, and walked straight towards the white man.

He didn't learn martial arts, he couldn't fight, it didn't matter, it didn't matter if he didn't know how to exert power, he had passive skills, and this game was over.

"Hehe......"

Seeing Liao Wenjie approaching unguardedly, the white man's eyes flashed fiercely, and his left hand probed his fist to make a false move, and at the same time, his right hook was ready to be launched, and it quickly ejected.

Boom!

The powerful fist hit Liao Wenjie directly on the cheek, and after two seconds, the smile in the white man's eyes gradually disappeared.

Liao Wenjie's expression remained unchanged, he didn't blink his eyelids, raised his hand and slapped the fist in front of him, and raised his chin slightly: "I want to hit people with so much strength, haven't you eaten?" ”

The white man's fist strength is not bad, but in terms of cunning and ruthlessness and punch speed, he is not on the same level as the Muay Thai man.

This kind of fist is not Liao Wenjie's boasting, he can exhaust the white strong man to death if he stands still.

The unrelenting white strong man punched again, and like the Muay Thai man, he poured all his strength into his fists and attacked fiercely to end the fight in waves, without giving Liao Wenjie a chance to breathe.

Liao Wenjie really didn't react, because he didn't need it, his fists fluttered lightly like goose feathers, and if he gave a little reaction, he would lose.

No, it's a little itchy.

After more than ten punches, Liao Wenjie did not move at all, and his light posture frightened the white strong man, he took two steps back, and his eyes gradually drifted.

Prepare to run away with your eyes.

"Applejack, hurry up, grind and chirp, are you in love with a ghost?"

Huang Sir shouted beside him, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was doubting the big fly of life.

There is one thing to say, Da Fei's fist and foot kung fu is good, and he has made a double-flower red stick for people before, and it is not a problem to hit five of them.

But who is Huang Sir, Da Fei is like this, let alone twisting his feet, even if his feet are tied up, Da Fei is not his opponent.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Zhou Xingxing retracted his feet, and his opponent fell to the ground with his head up.

Two of the four heads-up games have ended, except for Liao Wenjie who is being beaten, Cao Dahua is also the same, and he was beaten by the courteous accountant so that he couldn't find the north.

"Uncle Da is really powerful, he can see through the sinister rivers and lakes at a glance, and he is ashamed of himself, and he is ashamed of himself."

Liao Wenjie sighed, and when he turned back, his opponent pulled out a steel rod from the car and re-opened his posture.

"The guy on the other side, do you want to help?"

Zhou Xingxing kindly proposed, worried that Liao Wenjie would be injured.

That night, Liao Wenjie and the Muay Thai man went head-to-head, and when he arrived, he only saw the Muay Thai man shrinking in the corner and being pumped, and he didn't know how many pounds and taels Liao Wenjie had.

He only heard Cao Dahua say that Liao Wenjie is very good at fighting, how can he fight, Cao Dahua is hesitant, and it is okay to hit a person with a wine bottle.

"It's okay, I can handle it."

Liao Wenjie took a deep breath, concentrated on mobilizing his mental power, and in an instant, his ears and eyes were clear, and his nerves reacted faster by more than three points.

"Drink!"

The white man held the steel rod and smashed it down with both hands, Liao Wenjie saw it in his eyes, his body was deflected on the tip of his toes, and he came to the other party's side while dodging.

He is now learning and selling, his left fist flickered a shot, and the fist that rushed straight to the door frightened the white man to subconsciously close his eyes.

Syllable!

A slap in the face, very light.

In the next second, the weakness of the waist and abdomen was in severe pain, and Liao Wenjie was steady, and the right hook hit steadily.

The pain swept through, and the white man's hands were numb, and the steel pipe he was holding fell out of his hand.

Liao Wenjie's eyes were quick, he copied the steel pipe in the air, and slammed it at the white man.

Boom!!

After the muffled sound, the white man knelt on one knee with his legs folded, and let out a suppressed moan from his mouth.

Liao Wenjie took advantage of the victory to pursue, and whipped a backhand stick on the shoulder and neck of the big man, then threw away the steel rod, hugged the big man's head with both hands, and hit his face three times in a row.

At this point, except for Cao Dahua's side, the three heads-up games have ended.

"Lee, stop, hold the gun!"

Because of the distance between the force values, Cao Dahua was beaten by the accountant, and finally evolved into the two of them running fast around the car.

There is one thing to say, Cao Dahua's marksmanship is still okay, above the average, it is a little worse than the fist and foot kung fu, and it is the same level as Da Fei's club brother.

As for the accountant, he just looks like Sven, and after taking off his gold-wire glasses, his fists and kicks are extremely fast. If it weren't for Cao Dahua's undercover work for many years and his mastery of running kung fu, he would have been flattened into two masters long ago.

"Uncle Da is good, at least his legs and feet are very flexible."

"yes, I wasn't as fast as him when I was younger."

Liao Wenjie and Huang Sir were talking coolly, Zhou Xingxing picked up the metal box, and after opening it, it was full of beautiful knives.

"Okay, people get stolen goods, tonight's trip is not in vain."

Huang Sir took out a knife and flicked it, confirmed that it was a genuine banknote, and asked Zhou Xingxing to take care of it.

As soon as Zhou Xingxing heard this, he hurriedly took back the beautiful knife in Huang Sir's hand and stuffed it into the box.

Liao Wenjie: "......"

As a pure passerby, he just wants to say that if he is Zhou Xingxing's boss, he must let him roll as far as he can, and it is best to go undercover for the rest of his life.

"Ajie, I see that you have good hard qigong skills, why are your fists and feet so soft that you can't beat people?"

Huang Sir glanced at Cao Dahua, who was still fleeing, and turned his head to ask Liao Wenjie: "How do you practice kung fu, don't you look like an expert in practicing kung fu with fine skin and tender meat?" ”

"If you practice blindly, you will figure it out by yourself."

Liao Wenjie said modestly: "I have been handsome since I was a child, and it is common for people to be jealous, so I have been beaten a lot, so I simply practiced some kung fu to resist beating." ”

"Just anti-beating?"

"Yes, I heard that learning martial arts is to strengthen the body, not to fight with others."

"Applejack, you're so kind! This society is very complicated, if you don't mess with others, it doesn't mean that others won't bully you, especially if you are such a beautiful boy, you must learn to protect yourself! ”