The six muscular men were beaten by Yan Bang and had a blue nose or swollen face. They all wanted to lie on the floor and couldn't get up.

As soon as he heard the report from his subordinates that Feng Xinglang was coming, Yan Bang's fierce eyes instantly showed a hint of softness.

Finally waited for him!

Yan Bang clearly knew: Cong had just had an accident, and Ye Shinian couldn't become a climate, so Feng Xinglang would definitely come to him!

Yan Bang collected his fist and glanced at the entrance of the gym, and in the next second, Feng Xinglang's upright figure came into Yan Bang's eyes.

"Lang, you're here?" The sound of the slight ribbon rising.

Yan Bang took the towel from the waiter's hand to wipe the sweat off his cheeks and chest, and stepped forward.

Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to speak, he suddenly hugged Feng Xinglang in his arms, hugged him strongly, and then put a warm friendship on his face.

"I'll practice with you."

Feng Xinglang said as he took off his obstructive suit. The white shirt is more capable and straight.

"You? Practice with me? ”

Yan Bang was skeptical.

It's not that he looks down on Feng Xinglang, it's just that Feng Xinglang, who is in business, rarely practices martial arts every day like him.

As the saying goes: the fist does not leave the hand, and the song does not leave the mouth. If you don't practice often, you will inevitably get rusty.

"You're in shape? Can you afford it? Want to learn from Bai Mo's kid to play a scoundrel? ”

Yan Bang's resolute handsome face was full of ridicule. A joke, not sarcastic.

With a "bang", Feng Xinglang smashed a right hook on the bridge of Yan Bang's tall and straight nose.

Immediately, blood spilled from his nose. It is enough to show that Feng Xinglang's punch speed is so fast.

He's playing really!

Seeing that the boss Yan Bang was beaten out of blood, the six muscular men who were lying on the floor and pretending to be half-dead instantly jumped up and surrounded Feng Xinglang.

Yan Bang hurriedly raised his hand to signal that the six men were not allowed to act rashly. While taking the towel handed by the waiter, he wiped the blood from his nose.

"How about it, are you qualified to practice with you for a few times?" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

One of the purposes of his trip was to come to Yan Bang to fight in order to vent the pain and depression in his heart.

Yan Bang shook off the towel stained with nosebleeds in his hand, and smiled faintly at Feng Xinglang:

"Feng Xinglang, it is estimated that you are the only person in the world who can sneak attack me!"

"So honored?"

Feng Xinglang raised his voice uninhibitedly, and another hook punch smashed towards Yan Bang's chin; The action is fast, accurate, and ruthless.

was successfully attacked once, and if he was beaten a second time, then Yan Bang would not just lack a heart......

Yan Bang's lower body is very steady, almost as stable as a rock on Mount Tai; He just moved half a step back, and then turned sideways slightly, and with a whirring grapple, he choked the right hook that Feng Xinglang hit.

Then he drove Feng Xinglang's body, and with the help of his strength, he hit Feng Xinglang's left Hun at once.

Although Yan Bang's movements were ruthless, the strength of the fight was much higher. It's only a third of the six muscular men I just hit.

It is not enough to hurt Feng Xinglang, but it can consume Feng Xinglang's physical strength.

Feng Xinglang's right hand was caught, and he immediately followed it with a left hook; but hit Yan Bang's raised elbow.

A tingling sensation hit him, and Feng Xinglang felt as if he had hit a hard and hard iron stone.

Seeing that Feng Xinglang shook his left hand in pain, Yan Bang hurriedly retracted his fist, wanting to come forward to check how Feng Xinglang was injured. After all, Yan Bang's fists are practiced on real people every day, while Feng Xinglang only exercises to maintain his body shape and physical strength on weekdays.

It's like one is professional and the other is just an amateur.

But Feng Xinglang seemed to be red-eyed, and he was attacking Yan Bang with all his might.

Feng Xinglang stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Bang's right hand with all his might, a very strong hand, the surface of the back of his hand was covered with calluses;

He felt that Yan Bang did not resist hard, and when the time was ripe, Feng Xinglang grabbed his right hand tightly, and at a lightning speed, a beautiful over-the-shoulder fall, slammed him to the floor.

Maybe Yan Bang is taller than Feng Xinglang, or maybe Feng Xinglang overestimated his physical fitness; Maybe Yan Bang kept letting him, but the moment Yan Bang fell to the ground, he stood up with a bounce.

Yan Bang's figure had not yet stabilized, and a straight punch hit Feng Xinglang's eyebrows very accurately......

Before Feng Xinglang could stabilize his body from the over-the-shoulder fall just now, a gust of wind came from his forehead;

He was startled, and when he raised his head, a clenched fist was only 05 cm away from the center of his eyebrows, accompanied by a gust of fist wind!

Judging by the strength of the fist and the number of roots of his hair flying, if he really hits, a concussion is inevitable!

Feng Xinglang gasped.

Yan Bang slowly let go of his clenched fist and gently put his hand down.

In the end, Yan Bang was still reluctant to smash this heavy punch on Feng Xinglang's eyebrows.

"Lang, that's the end of today's sparring. Let's go have a drink. ”

Feng Xinglang nodded weakly. The shoulder fall just now really consumed a lot of his physical strength. You must know that Yan Bang is as strong as a bull and sinks like a stubborn stone.

The pain in the ribs began to rise again. I think it's a second injury.

Yan Bangmu washed out, only wrapping a bath towel around his waist.

Feng Xinglang had already poured himself a drink in the huge and luxurious lounge.

"What about drinking to kill your sorrows?"

Yan Bang walked over and snatched the wine glass from Feng Xinglang's hand, and then he drank it himself. Drink all the wine in the cup for Feng Xinglang.

"Bang, lend me a few people to use!"

Feng Xinglang exhaled lightly and breathed a breath full of wine.

"My people are your people, use them as you like!"

Yan Bang poured some whiskey again, sipped a little on his lips, and playfully added: "Even I can be your person!" ”

"Help me find out the old bottom of Hetun, the place where I live temporarily; And he brought a few righteous sons to Shencheng! Also, where did he detain Lin Xueluo's woman......"

Feng Xinglang didn't want to come to Bang for help. It seems that he has not been able to recover from his sad state of mind from the burning underground garage more than half a year ago, and the cruel choice Yan Bang made!

But for the sake of that woman and the child in her belly, Feng Xinglang still decided to come to Yan Bang.

Feng Xinglang couldn't wait.

Most of the time, the news that Lao Chu Bai's road came up was half a beat slower than Yan Bang's black road.

It is estimated that one is for the public and is used to being casual; One is selfish, and the intensity of due diligence is different!

It seems that Yan Bang realized at this time: Feng Xinglang's restlessness tonight was not because of Cong Gang's death, but for Lin Xueluo's woman?

"What, falling in love?" He asked in a leisurely voice.

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