In the next two days, Xu Qiang received the treatment as usual, and for a whole day, neither the manpower transferred by Wang Qing nor the masters found by An Lin appeared, and after dinner that afternoon, Xu Qiang called Zhao Dafu and went to the opposite Baozhi Hall.

Compared with the Rejuvenation Hall, the Baozhi Hall is much more deserted, and the leaves in the courtyard have already fallen to the ground.

Xu Qiang pulled a chair and sat in the courtyard watching Zhao Dafu box, occasionally giving a few words, Bai Yunfei knocked the domestic garbage accumulated during this time into a bag, and threw it closer to the corner of the street alone.

It was getting late, and the wind was getting stronger, as if a rainstorm was about to fall at any moment.

The set of boxing techniques that Xu Qiang handed over to Zhao Dafu was difficult to find out what was wrong at this time, and every move and style carried huge power.

Speaking from the heart, Zhao Dafu has missed the best age to practice martial arts, and his talent is not good, although Xu Qiang taught Zhao Dafu such a set of boxing techniques, but he just hoped that he could have some self-preservation, and never thought that Zhao Dafu could become a master with this.

But Zhao Dafu's progress during this period of time has exceeded Xu Qiang's imagination, maybe if he continues to practice like this, Zhao Dafu really has a little possibility of becoming a martial arts master, but this is all because Zhao Dafu's hard work in this set of boxing techniques, and the hardships he endured are far beyond ordinary people can imagine.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound in the air, Zhao Dafu finally stopped after practicing the simple three-move boxing method twenty or thirty times.

"Good boxing."

I don't know when the back door of the Rejuvenation Hall was pushed open, and a shoehorn face walked in from outside with twenty or thirty people, each with a weapon in his hand.

At a glance, you can tell that the comer is not good.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Dafu saw these people subconsciously shouting, and his expression was also a little nervous.

After Xu Qiang stood up from the chair, he patted Zhao Dafu's shoulder and asked him to follow him, and then looked at the shoehorn face calmly, "After watching me for so many days, you are finally willing to dedicate yourself?" ”

The shoehorn face was An Lin's subordinate ghost, and when he heard Xu Qiang's words at this time, he saw a finger in his hand, "Boy, since you know that we are spying on you all this time, you dare to run to this place where there are few people by yourself, is it really enough to live?" ”

The ghost head has been following Xu Qiang for this time, so he naturally knows that there is no one in this Baozhi Hall at all, and the only hard stubble Bai Yunfei went out in front of them just now.

Xu Qiang smiled, "I'm still young, of course I haven't lived enough, and I dare to appear here, naturally because you people don't pose any threat to me at all." ”

"Arrogance."

The ghost head let out a disdainful snort, "Your reliance is nothing more than that dead man's face Bai Yunfei, but it's a pity that he went out, and whether he can come back alive or not is a question." ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you that there are already more than 200 brothers who have gone to deal with that dead face, and he will not escape death."

The ghost's face was full of insolence.

Xu Qiang shook his head with a smile, with a mocking look on his face, "The ignorant are fearless, and only two hundred people are not enough for Bai Yunfei to kill." ”

"Hahaha......"

The ghost head suddenly laughed, "I know that dead face is extraordinary, so although the brothers who went to deal with him are not as strong as Qinglong, they are all good at one in a hundred, even if the dead face can be killed again, can they still kill everyone?" ”

"Take 10,000 steps back, even if he kills everyone? You fall into our strength, does he dare to do it? ”

"I've brought so many people to you just in case." The ghost head had a smug look on his face.

When Zhao Dafu heard this, he subconsciously blocked in front of Xu Qiang, his face was full of nervousness, "I tell you, if you don't leave, I will call the police now." ”

Zhao Dafu has not been practicing martial arts for a long time, and he does not have a clear understanding of the strength of martial artists, in his opinion, although Xu Qiang is skilled, he cannot be the opponent of so many people.

"Call the police?"

The ghost head hurriedly laughed wildly, "Okay, you can call the police now, as long as there is a phone on this street that can be called, I won't say a word, just turn around and leave."

Long before they came in, the ghost head had already set up signal jammers, and now there was no signal at all on the entire street.

Zhao Dafu took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Do it!"

With the ghost head shouting angrily, twenty or thirty thugs slowly surrounded Xu Qiang and Zhao Dafu with weapons in hand, and the entire courtyard seemed to become quiet for a while, leaving only Zhao Dafu's rapid heartbeat clearly audible.

Xu Qiang put his hands behind his back and looked grim, "I've never liked to do things with people, but this doesn't mean that anyone can threaten me with a few broken knives." ”

When the words fell, Xu Qiang's figure shook suddenly, and an afterimage instantly appeared in the courtyard, rushing directly into those knife-wielding thugs.

"Bang!"

Xu Qiang's knee slammed into the abdomen of one of the thugs, and the thug immediately flew out, slammed into the ground with a muffled sound, and suddenly couldn't even get up.

The other thugs were slightly stunned at first when they saw this scene, and then their faces became more ferocious, and seven or eight machetes whistled down on Xu Qiang's body from all directions.

Xu Qiang squatted down, and with a sweeping leg, he instantly made the surrounding thugs fall to the ground, and the machetes in his hands fell down one after another, hugging the deformed calves one by one and wailing in pain.

"Bastard!"

When the ghost saw this scene, his eyes were already red, "Take a gun, take a gun and destroy this bastard for me." ”

The next moment, more than a dozen swarthy muzzles were directly aimed at Xu Qiang.

"Boy, I admit that this time we underestimated you, I didn't expect you to still have this strength, but no matter how good you are, can you still beat the bullet faster, I advise you to surrender immediately, the bullet has no eyes, so as not to open a few blood holes in your body."

The ghost head was holding a pistol with a hideous expression.

Xu Qiang abolished seven or eight of his good hands in an instant, which was indeed beyond his expectations, but the matter ended there.

Previously, he was reluctant to use the gun as soon as he came up, because he didn't want to alarm others because of the gunshot, but now as long as he can take down Xu Qiang, he can't care so much.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

"Who fired the shot?"

The ghost head subconsciously turned his head to look at the rioters around him, but before he could see who shot him, a dense burst of gunfire rang out again, and many thugs standing beside him fell in the gunfire.

More than a dozen men and women burst in through the door, led by a cold young woman, with two guns in her hand spitting tongues of fire.