The fist wind was howling, and in Wang Laoji's rooftop battlefield, the two figures were as fast as phantoms, and they exchanged dozens of punches with each other in an instant.

It's like two fighting machines that never tire of it.

"Bang ......"

There are no flashy moves, the two seem to have been taught by a master, and the fighting style is very simple, direct, and dirty, but the speed and strength shown can make insiders dumbfounded.

Next to the battlefield stood Wang Laoji's head horse Shuanghua Red Stick Ten Brothers, as well as Ma Shaolin and Ma Shihao.

Ma Shaolin had a calm personality, just secretly clenched his fists to cheer for his godfather, Ma Shihao was excited like a little monkey, jumping around, shouting: "Come on, kill Uncle Zhou!" ”

The tenth brother kicked him on the fart and scolded: "Nonsense, don't say this kind of thing!" ”

Ma Shihao sighed, grimaced at him, turned his head and shouted: "Godfather, don't kill Uncle Zhou....."

Brother Shi's face was full of helplessness, this stinky boy must have done it on purpose.

The more Wang Laoji fought, the more helpless he became, and today Zhou Wenqiang didn't know what was crazy, so he pulled him to the rooftop to fight when he came.

That day, he personally said that he welcomed Zhou Wenqiang to fight, and when he said it, he naturally had to admit it.

But I've never seen this kind of play?

Since early in the morning, I have played for more than three hours, one game per hour, and there is a ten-minute break at halftime.

There is a way to be afraid of being young and strong, after all, he is forty-five years old, and his energy is really not as good as that of a screaming young man like Zhou Wenqiang.

And the longer the fight, the more weird Wang Laoji's heart becomes.

Every time he throws five or six punches, there must be a strange and unspeakable punch, obviously he is fighting against this kid, but it seems to hit in the air, and the power he emits is inexplicably unloaded.

And every time this kid throws a few punches, there must be a punch with great power, even he has to rivet enough strength, and he can barely take it with his arms.

"Pounce on your grandmother!

I, Wang Laoji, have never fought such an aggrieved fight, don't fight, don't fight! ”

Wang Laoji got out of the battle group with a 'fart backwards and flat sand geese do not fall', and waved his hand at Zhou Wenqiang again and again: "I'm tired!"

How can there be an endless competition like you?

Stop, stop, take a sip of tea first! ”

Sitting heavily on the stone bench next to the battlefield, he took the purple clay pot handed over by Ma Shaolin and poured a few sips, Wang Laoji secretly swore that he would not be Zhou Wenqiang's sparring partner next time.

Pounce on your mother, this kid seems to have more combat experience than me, it's a monster!

"Brother Ji, it's not even 11 o'clock, you can play for a while......"

Zhou Wenqiang had some regrets.

As the number of battles with Wang Laoji increases, the time becomes longer, and the speed of acquiring skill experience points becomes slower and slower.

Now his skill experience points have accumulated to more than 3,500 points, but now he can only increase his skill experience points by about 50 points by playing with Wang Laoji for a minute.

However, mosquitoes are also meat, and he still hopes to be able to fight for a while, but he didn't expect Wang Laoji to slip away so fast.

In fact, Qi Weiwen is not wrong, Shang Beach Thirteen Taibao is not a good match, although he is more than ninety percent sure, he still hopes to be foolproof.

If he can be upgraded to a 'Street Fighting Grandmaster' before dealing with Fan Tingsun, then he will be more sure, not to mention that Fan Tingsun only brought a quick knife, glasses and cigarette holders, and he is the only sect leader who is still alive in the thirteen Taibao of the previous generation, and he is sure to deal with it!

"Okay, if you don't fight, you won't fight, it's really not fun."

Zhou Wenqiang sat opposite Wang Laoji with unfinished thoughts, ate two pieces of white sugar cake, took the teapot sent by Ma Shihao's hands, and poured a few mouthfuls of it.

"Uncle Zhou, you are so powerful, even my Qiye can't beat you, you will teach me to fight in the future, right?"

Ma Shihao, a clever ghost, has already seen that Zhou Wenqiang is more powerful than his godfather Wang Laoji, so he began to think about changing the court.

"Stinky boy, if you want to learn boxing or learn from your godfather, I will only fight and not teach.

Don't forget, everything you do today is given by your godfather, and you can be sorry for your godfather when you see a different idea! ”

Zhou Wenqiang glanced at Ma Shihao, this kid was too active, and even put his godfather Wang Laoji together in the future, although it was out of filial piety, he was still not as steady and generous as Ma Shaolin, and he also took the opportunity to beat him a few words.

"Okay, are you still waiting here for dinner? Let's go play with your brother, I have something big to talk about with your godfather. ”

As he spoke, Zhou Wenqiang glanced at Brother Shi.

The tenth brother immediately understood, and hurriedly left the rooftop with the big horse and the pony brothers.

"Brother Zhou, you came today, didn't it be as simple as looking for me to fight?"

Don't look at Wang Laoji's usual scolding, looking heartless, how can he be completely brainless if he can get to this day? At a glance, it can be seen that Zhou Wenqiang is not joking, but there is really something important to discuss.

"Fu Sir handed over Fan Tingsun's case to me, according to Fu Sir's thoughts...... I have other plans, I'm going to kill him! ”

Zhou Wenqiang told everything about the incident, including the secret discussion with Qi Weiwen, and did not hide it from Wang Laoji.

He knows that the contradiction between Wang Laoji and Fan Tingsun has also been around for a long time.

Sure enough, Wang Laoji laughed after hearing this, slapped Zhou Wenqiang's thigh and said, "Happy!"

Fight him and grandma, I thought that Fan Tingsun, this bastard, would die!

If it weren't for ......"

"If it weren't for Lao Ji's gambling business, his Fan Tingsun was in the gambling business, and many of the brothers of the Chaozhou Gang had families, Lao Ji Ge had concerns, I'm afraid he would have cut him down the street a long time ago.

Am I right? ”

Zhou Wenqiang rubbed his thighs with a smile and said, "Brother Ji, next time I suggest that you still pat your legs, although they are brothers, this is also to be distinguished." ”

"Haha, I made a mistake when I was excited, and I won't be next time."

Wang Laoji laughed and said: "You are right, this bastard uses white noodles to collude with the major characters of Hongmen, and it has nothing to do with me, everyone is regarded as well water and does not violate river water."

But he still doesn't make enough money, and he also wants to bulk goods!

The nightclubs and underground gambling halls under the prefix of Hongmen, he is not good at stepping on the line, so he will put on the idea of the flower stall of my word!

You know that when the person who buys Chinese flowers has money, he will be seduced by his horse boy to taste the powder; The mood of not being able to buy it was bad, and he was also seduced by him to taste the powder to vent!

Fight his mother, this is tantamount to grabbing food with me!

I, Wang Laoji, have long looked at him unpleasantly! ”

Zhou Wenqiang said with a smile: "I know this, and I also know the rivers and lakes of Hong Kong and Kowloon."

So if Brother Ji takes action to sweep his people, it is not easy for the major characters in Hong Kong and Kowloon to interfere, even if those words that collude with him sit in the museum, it is not good to speak for him!

Moreover, Fan Tingsun has been closely watched by the Hong Kong Island government recently, and he must not dare to break the net and fight with Lao Jige.

At that time, both of you will have the 'opportunity' to make peace and invite people to gather around.

And everyone knows that you only gamble and don't gamble, Fan Tingsun has all kinds of concerns, you want to make peace, it is a logical thing, and no one can see the flaws. ”

Wang Laoji nodded heavily: "That's right, as long as he comes, we will kill him!"

But brother, you have to be ready to fight a vicious battle, Shang Beach Thirteen Taibao are all hard hands.

And I know Qi Weiwen, this woman, she is the most disciplined, she can help you, but she will not allow you to bring a gun! ”

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and said: "Don't worry, we still have strong reinforcements on our side." ”

Wang Laoji said: "Who is it?" ”

"Hong Xing, Jiang Zhen!"