The dagger in Liu Jiajun's hands stabbed at the two people on the ground separately, and suddenly heard a gust of wind from the back of his head, and when he was about to turn around, the back of his head was hit hard by something.

For a moment, he only felt a splitting headache, his body shook a few times, and he almost couldn't stand on his feet.

A stone the size of a fist fell to the ground, and on the silver-white stone slab next to it, there were faint traces of blood. Liu Jiajun finally stood up and adjusted his breath to make the dizziness in his head slightly less.

When I looked up in the direction where the stone was flying, I felt a sense of majesty in front of me.

At the same time as the sense of coercion, there is also a fist wind, Liu Jiajun's body flashed sharply, his left hand swept away the fist from the opposite side, his body had already slid behind him, and his upper body leaned back to an exaggerated angle, and then he kept his hand on the ground, and the harrier jumped to the side like a turnover.

Wu Wu swept past his chest against his face with a step-by-step kick from his momentum, and the strong wind brought by his legs lifted Liu Jiajun's head in front of his forehead. The two of them had distanced themselves between the lightning. Liu Jiajun pressed the back of his head that was hit by a stone just now with one hand, and in the rapid dodge just now, there was another heart-piercing pain.

"It's you!" Liu Jiajun looked at the person in front of him fiercely, looking quite surprised.

"It's me," Wu Wu said calmly, not showing any emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

"Aren't you hurt?" Liu Jiajun asked.

"Aren't you hurt too?" Wu Wu's expression did not change, but the person suddenly made a move. I saw that his left hand was stretched out in front of him to make a gesture of please, and his right hand was bent in the middle of his left hand, in a pushing posture. The backs of the two hands are slightly facing downward, both facing the direction of Liu Jiajun, and a pair of flat and steady horse steps have been pierced under the soles of the feet.

"It's ...... Wing Chun? Liu Jiajun looked at Wu Wu's straight body and said in surprise.

"Please," Wu Wu nodded. In the first wave of confrontation with Liu Jiajun just now, although the process was very short, he had already analyzed Liu Jiajun's routines and characteristics.

The young man was very agile and reflexive. Meng Jie and Wu Zhe suffered this loss in the fight with him before, the number of roads in the army is open-minded, one punch and one foot down, where you can use ten points, you don't need nine points of force, this kind of indomitable fierce momentum is very sharp in the battle, but once you meet someone like Liu Jiajun who has delicate kung fu, he is a little unable to show it, and it feels like he is powerful but can't hit the place.

Wu Wu didn't see the scene when Liu Jiajun and Meng Jie were fighting, but he had already fought with Liu Jiajun just now, and Liu Jiajun's left hand was very Tai Chi four or two thousand pounds, and the speed of the next lower waist to avoid his own cushion step side kick was also very surprising.

The time to pass the move was only a second or two, but Wu Wu already had a plan in his heart. When encountering such an opponent, only the most effective way is to fight fast and stick to break the flash, Wu Wu put on a Wing Chun posture, just to use this set of kung fu to have a duel with Lau Jiajun.

Legend has it that the founder of Wing Chun was the Wumei Shitai Zhu Hongmei of Southern Shaolin, Fuqing, Fujian Province, which is quite characteristic of Southern Boxing, emphasizing the use of correct consciousness and ways of thinking to flexibly use the body. In the name of Wing Chun, the dot, horizontal, folding, vertical, hook, picking, skimming, and pinching of the word "Yong" on the right half of the word "Yong" conceal the boxing principles and moves of Wing Chun.

Lau Jiajun's heart sank, and when he saw the other party posing in Wing Chun, he began to secretly say bad in his heart. Among his previous opponents, Liu Jiajun's favorite was Meng Jie and others who came from a military background, because his own characteristics were very suitable for targeting them with Rou Kegang. But he also has opponents who he finds troublesome, such as Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Tai Chi, and Wing Chun in front of him. This kind of trick is relatively similar to Liu Jiajun's physical characteristics, because it is similar, so it is very well understood, and the more you understand, the easier it is to fall into the grappling, and getting caught in the grappling is the situation that killers are most unwilling to face.

The wound on the back of his head continued to ooze blood, the pain affected Liu Jiajun's consciousness, his movements were not as fast as before, and now all his confidence came from the two daggers in his hands.

When Wu Wu was in a pose, Liu Jiajun moved, and the daggers in his hands slashed towards Wu Wu's shoulders one after the other, his movements were very fast, and he had already swung out a few knives in the blink of an eye.

Wu Wu calmly retreated a step or two behind him, and with a push of both hands, he had already spread out Liu Jiajun's fierce offensive left and right.

After Liu Jiajun slashed a few times, he didn't care whether the opponent could avoid his own attacks, but then raised his right foot and kicked Wu Wu's waist sideways. In a fast-paced duel, no one pays attention to whether the moves that have already been used are effective, and the offense will rain down like a storm before the opponent falls to the ground.

Wu Wu's left hand hung down on his waist and fell down, blocking Liu Jiajun's side kick, and his body quickly dodged a step to the right at the same time, and the moment Liu Jiajun's foot kicked his left hand, he used the rapid movement of his body to unload a large part of its power.

Liu Jiajun just withdrew his right foot, and then his body suddenly took a step forward, and his right foot kicked out quickly, this time in the direction of Wu Wu's crotch.

The interval between the attacks between the two feet was very short, and I saw that Wu Wu was still unhurried, calmly crossed his hands across his abdomen, and the wrists of the two hands turned down, and between the blocking and pushing, Liu Jiajun's kick was once again resolved by him.

At the same time that Wu Wu blocked the second kick, Liu Jiajun's third kick had already arrived in front of him, he leaned forward again, and his right foot quickly kicked towards Wu Wu's abdomen, this kick was very fierce, with the help of the superposition of the power of the previous two attacks, the third kick kicked over with a momentum like a bamboo.

Wu Wu didn't have a hard kick this time, he had to quickly dodge sideways, and after Liu Jiajun kicked in the air, he was able to keep up with a sideways roundabout kick. In a very short period of time, he landed four consecutive kicks, and the final sideways roundhouse kick went straight to Wu Wu's head.

Each kick was accumulated in the strength and speed of the previous kick, and he was faster than the other, and the other was harder than the other, and by the time of the fourth kick, the strong wind on the tip of his toes had already blown Wu Wu's face with a faint pain.

Wu Wu's head was tilted back, and he very freely avoided the last kick of the combo, and the toes scraped in front of his eyes, and if he was a little faster, he would have been kicked in the face.

Before the attack stopped, Liu Jiajun's left hand held the dagger and slashed towards the right side of Wu Wu's head, and Wu Wu's right hand crossed to block his forearm with a slap. Then the blade in Liu Jiajun's right hand swept over again, slashing across Wu Wu's left side. Wu Wu leaned slightly, let go of the blade of Liu Jiajun's right hand, and then grabbed Liu Jiajun's wrist holding the knife with his left hand and pushed it away towards his chest.

Between the advance and retreat, although Liu Jiajun's offensive became more and more ferocious, Wu Wu's Wing Chun small idea was brought into full play.

Small thoughts, as the name suggests, are based on ideas. It is a primary routine of Wing Chun, there are not many moves, but it concentrates the most basic moves and techniques of Wing Chun attack and defense, from safety to perfection, which is the meaning of small thoughts.

The center of gravity of Xiao Nian is "spread", "shoulder", and "volt", that is, the basic concept of bearing force and conveying force is used to use the circular roll, and this theory is applied to place the opponent's bridge hand in the inner circle or outer circle. To give a simple example, from the spread hand to the arm hand, is to change the opponent's bridge hand from the inner circle to the outer circle; On the contrary, the change from the arm hand to the spread hand is to change the opponent's bridge hand from the outer circle to the inner circle; Fushou is to use the outer circle to contact the opponent's bridge hand.

Wu Wu has been immersed in this kind of close-quarters attack and defense tricks for many years, and has already realized a set of moves that suit his own characteristics. In the confrontation with Liu Jiajun, he was secretly surprised by this young man. Liu Jiajun's physical fitness is very good, whether it is agility or explosiveness, his figure is not as bloated as those muscular men, but the strength of the muscles is not much smaller than them, and the speed of his movements exceeds that of ordinary people, making his attack very aggressive.

Liu Jiajun finally stopped, he took a breath, and his eyes suddenly began to blur a little. The impact of the wound on his head on his movements and reactions was getting worse and worse, and after being attacked by Wu Wu with a stone before, he knew that he had to fight quickly, and the longer it dragged on, the slimmer his chances of victory.

So as soon as he made a move, he was so fierce, and his moves were devastating, and he pressed Wu Wu like a sea of mountains.

But he didn't expect that the middle-aged man in front of him would have such a deep competitive background. Liu Jiajun has also encountered many bodyguards of heads of state before, but most of these people are only proficient in firearms, and most of them rely on the help of equipment and teams to act. Of course, there are also good players who fight alone, but Wu Wu is the only one who can't be seen from his face.

One go, and then another. Seeing the handsome young man in front of him with a tired face, Wu Wu knew that he had survived the most difficult time. The impact he received in the car before made him hurt a lot, and the old injuries he had left began to ache faintly, and because of his age, his physical condition was not better than that of Liu Jiajun. So before entering the battle, he chose to use stones to carry out a sneak attack, and after injuring Liu Jiajun's head, he did not choose to take the initiative to attack first, but let Liu Jiajun take the lead.

This is the characteristic of Wing Chun, Wu Wu chose to use Wing Chun to deal with Lau Ka Chun, and he would not use the first move. Moreover, instead of attacking with defense, and braking with static can reduce the consumption of one's own physical strength and make one's chances of winning a few more points.

Liu Jiajun was injured in the back of his head, and the possibility of completing the assassination plan was almost non-existent, and he faced Wu Wu like a hungry wolf forced into a corner.

Wu Wu needs to brace his spirit to deal with his counterattack, as long as he blocks his most ferocious first wave of attacks, the situation behind will gradually tilt towards him.

Liu Jiajun sighed secretly, still a little unwilling in his heart, he didn't know why the good situation suddenly became like this.

It's still too late to run, but if he runs like this, the name of the "peregrine falcon" will be disgraced, and he has never suffered such a loss today. Run, you must run, but before you run, you have to find some ground.

Liu Jiajun's eyes flickered a few times and landed on the two people lying on the ground not far away. The next moment, his body suddenly started and ran towards Meng Jie and Wu Zhe.

In the night, the blades in his hands reflected two cold rays of light.