Bai Lao Wu was so hooked by the fragrance of the chicken soup that he lost most of his soul.

said with a flattering face: "Luo Xiaozi can't eat so much, so Qing'er, let's share Uncle Bai a little." ”

"A chicken leg?"

"Chicken wings?"

"Don't give the chicken butt!" She directly interrupted his bargain.

He was in a hurry, like an ant on a hot pan, scratching his liver and lungs.

Yang Ruoqing not only didn't give him chicken soup to drink, but also counted him down.

"Tang Yanzi is Uncle Bai's soldiers."

"Now that the soldiers under your command are being bullied like that, do you have a face as a military leader?"

"Still have the heart to ask for chicken from this?"

Bai Lao Wu was ******** on the fragrant and sultry chicken soup, racking his brains to think about how to please Yang Ruoqing.

Hearing her words, he followed her meaning and said, "It's faceless, so what do you think I should do?" ”

"Uncle Bai, you teach Tang Yanzi kung fu, let him defeat that Zhong Zheng and get back to the field."

"From now on, I'll cook you delicious food every day, as long as your belly is big enough to fit it!"

"What's going on? Okay or not? One word! She said.

Bai Lao Wu looked at her, and then looked at the crockpot behind her, with a tangled, contradictory, and struggling face.

Since the incident happened back then, and the prince disappeared, he swore an oath.

For the rest of his life, he must be sharp, and if he doesn't use his kung fu easily, he will be a gang army that lives in chaos.

But......

"After eating so many good things from you, I can't say anything if I don't take something out!"

Bai Lao Wudao.

"Luo Xiaozi is my soldier, I cover him, and he shouldn't violate my oath, right?"

He muttered.

Yang Ruoqing heard it clearly.

"Thank you Uncle Bai, come, eat one chicken leg first!"

A fragrant big fat chicken leg was delivered to Bai Lao Wu.

The last trace of hesitation disappeared in an instant.

When he came back to his senses, he gnawed off most of the chicken leg in one bite.

The face, beard, and mouth were stained with chicken crumbs.

When Luo Fengtang walked into the stove room, he happened to see this scene.

He was stunned.

Yang Ruoqing immediately ran over and dragged him to Bai Lao Wu.

"Tang Yanzi, hurry, thank Uncle Bai quickly." She urged.

"Huh?" His second monk couldn't touch his head.

Yang Ruoqing winked at him: "Uncle Bai is going to instruct you in fist and foot kung fu." ”

Luo Fengtang came back to his senses and finally understood why Qing'er was doing so much.

His face was moved, and then he clasped his hands into fists and bowed deeply to Bai Lao Wu, who was gnawing on chicken bones: "Thank you, the head of the army, ......."

"Mmmm, it's delicious......"

Bai Lao Wuyi's heart fluttered on the chicken leg in his hand, and he said vaguely.

Luo Fengtang was stunned and looked at Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, turned around and tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Bai Lao Wu.

"Uncle Bai, let's have another chicken leg."

"Give me all the legs, what does Luo Boy eat? How embarrassing this is......"

Bai Lao Wu said this in his mouth, and his hand had already taken the chicken leg.

Yang Ruoqing took two more bowls and poured two bowls of chicken soup.

One bowl was given to Bai Lao Wu, and the other bowl was served to Luo Fengtang.

"Put the wolfberries, nourish the blood, and drink it while it's hot." She said.

Luo Fengtang glanced at the chicken soup in his hand, it was so fragrant.

"Qing'er, you drink." He sent it to her.

She smiled and shook her head: "I can't make up for it, if I make up for it, I will have a nosebleed, you drink it quickly." ”

Luo Fengtang nodded, then picked up the bowl and drank it in one go.

Seeing that the two of them were full of food and drink, Bai Lao Wu took Luo Fengtang to the warehouse.

There was a lot of ice in the storeroom, and the temperature was much cooler than elsewhere.

Bai Lao Wu said to Luo Fengtang: "In the early years, I was hungry and often grabbed food with wild dogs, and later created a set of boxing techniques, which was named Dog Boxing......

"Puff ......"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh.

"Uncle Bai, we don't read much, don't fool us! How can there be such a strange name? ”

She couldn't help but complain.

Bai Lao Wu glared at her: "The little girl is good at cooking, so she doesn't understand this, right?" ”

"Don't look at the name of my fist, but it's not bad!"

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly nodded, and stepped aside obediently, not disturbing Bai Lao Wu to teach Luo Fengtang boxing techniques.

Bai Lao Wu pointed to a pig's hind leg on the meat table in front of him, and said to Luo Fengtang: "This pig's hind leg, don't need a knife, just with a pair of fists, can you smash it into a puddle of meat in half an hour?" ”

When Luo Fengtang heard this, his eyes fell on the hind leg of the pig in front of him.

This is the hind leg meat of a wild boar.

Visually, it weighs about seventy or eighty pounds.

After being chilled, the already muscular wild boar meat became tighter and harder, as hard as a stone.

He looked at his fists again.

Mo said that the fist was made of flesh, even though he had a knife in his hand.

I can't chop so many wild boar meat into puree in half an hour!

He shook his head and said truthfully, "I can't do it." ”

Bai Lao Wu smiled meaningfully.

"Silly boy, you won't be now, it's because of your brute strength that you haven't gotten smoothed."

"The power is in you, just like the wild horse that has broken out, you can't control it."

"If you can't control it, the power will be dispersed, and you can't use it in one place, and you can deal with it when you encounter shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

"But when you meet a real practitioner like Zhong Zheng, you will suffer a big loss!" Bai Lao Wu said earnestly.

Hearing Bai Lao Wu's pertinent words, Luo Fengtang sighed with emotion.

The military leader was so right, he had made a move with Zhong Zheng before, and he had a deep understanding.

strength, he felt that he was not losing to Zhong Zheng at all.

However, the effect of hitting it is far inferior to Zhong Zheng.

The reason should lie here.

"Commander, please give me advice!" Luo Fengtang clasped his fists again and arched towards Bai Lao Wu.

Bai Lao Wu bowed his head, took a step forward, shook his sleeves and raised his hands.

"I'll fight first, you can watch carefully!"

He said.

His legs were slightly bent, his hands were upright into a palm knife, and his left hand drew a semicircle out of thin air in front of him, and then pushed it out.

The same is true for the right hand.

Then the hands were clasped together, the wrists were turned, and the joints made a few clicking sounds.

Both hands turned into fists, and the wild boar was a ping-pong blow......

The sound was like a brass hammer striking against the rock.

There was a crunch sound.

It was like a clash of weapons, making a metallic sound.

His fists are sometimes as fast as raindrops, sometimes as slow as a twilight bell.

It struck the pig's hind leg with a blow, and wisps of cyan smoke came out of the place where the fist came into contact with the pork.

Mo said that Luo Fengtang was dumbfounded, and even Yang Ruoqing, who was an agent, was full of shock.

Bai Lao Wu's 'dog boxing' method is really not to be underestimated!

Gather the strength of your body into your fists and strike them in the right direction and angle.

It's all the essence that is concentrated, and this power, tsk......

"That's it!"

After a while, Bai Lao Wu turned into a dantian and slowly withdrew his hand.