Zhou Ping, who was quick-eyed, took a fist with his palm, and the momentum made him take a few steps back.

The white young man was stunned when he saw that Zhou Ping could easily block his fist, followed two steps, bypassed the moment speechless, and a middle-aged man who was waving his hand came to Zhou Ping.

At this time, Zhou Ping had just stood firm, and before he could speak, he saw a fist coming straight towards him.

"it!"

Zhou Ping hurriedly raised his hand to block, but the white young man no longer kept his hand this time, the straight punch of his left hand was blocked, and a right hook of his right hand was followed by him.

Without paying attention, Zhou Ping was stunned by a fist on his shoulder, and he gasped in pain, but he did not become cowardly and begged for mercy.

Seeing that Zhou Ping was still standing firmly, the white young man seemed to be more energetic, and his punching speed was getting faster and faster, and he was getting more and more fierce.

It seems that he has met a second stunned man who can fight and is impulsive, but fortunately, everyone else is a strong king, the horn is roaring, and the fists are shaking, and they are all standing next to them at the moment and becoming spectators, and they did not come up to fight, which makes Zhou Ping, who is full of resentment, still hold on.

Bang! Bang!

The white youth's fists poured over like a storm, and Zhou Ping, who had tried his best to resist, relied on his good physical fitness and extraordinary strength to gradually break from a disadvantage to a comparable point.

"Yes, good, give him another punch on the left and knock him down!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Just fight like this, with more strength, you can overthrow him!"

"Dude, work hard, get this bastard down, I'm going to slap the soles of my shoes in his face!"

......

There are people who are not afraid of big things everywhere, the crowd of onlookers is all kinds of coaxing, but the white young people on the field are bitter and can't speak, feeling that the other party is like a robot wearing a simulated skin!

On the surface, it seems that he does have the upper hand, and his fists can frequently fall on the other party, but this yellow man can still stand firm as if he is nothing.

On the contrary, his hands were already sore at the moment, and under the quick punch, the physical exertion had also reached a critical point.

He wanted to stop, but the undisciplined counterattack of the yellow man on the other side gave him no chance to stop, and if he continued to fight like this, he would probably have to pretend to be fucked instead of being forced.

At this moment, Zhou Ping's mood is similar, paralyzed, is this second stunned person in front of him a perpetual motion machine, he can still maintain such a strong punch after fighting for so long.

At this moment, he could only rely on a quick wave of his hands to use the ancestor of Chinese kung fu, and the legendary Wang Baquan could barely parry and resist the opponent's attack.

But he felt that he couldn't hold it anymore, his hands and feet were already a little weak, and he had to go out of the country if he continued to fight.

There are foreigners all around here, and if they are beaten down, it will be a real trip to the sea!

"Don't ......"

The middle-aged man coughed for a long time, waved his hand for a long time, and finally held back a word.

The white young man was about to give up, but the middle-aged man's words were like a shot in the arm for him.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will never let him go!"

The young man's small universe seemed to explode again, and the punch was a little more violent, and he took it for granted that the middle-aged man wanted to say not to let Zhou Ping go.

Zhou Ping's mood at the moment is worse than eating a pizza that has been bitten by a fly, what is this special matter!

"You idiot, can you stop and ask before you do it?"

"Hmph, stop, stop dreaming, you bastard who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, just tie your hands and arrest it!"

Zhou Ping could only respond to him with one word: "Shet!" and then used all his strength to continue to resist to see who could be tough to the end.

"Don't fight ......"

The white young man was shocked when he heard this, why did the victim ask him to stop fighting?

He was so distracted, Master Zhou's Wang Ba Fist was not so easy to withdraw, and a punch smashed into his chest.

The young man gritted his teeth and gave Zhou Ping a blow to his abdomen.

Boom!

Both of them fell backwards at the same time, and the white young man took two steps back before falling to the ground with a bang.

Zhou Ping took five steps back, bowed his waist, grinning in pain, the white young man's punch was hard enough, he felt a burst of pantothenic acid in his stomach, and the stomach acid was about to be beaten.

"Stop fighting, I'm fine, this guy is saving me!"

The middle-aged man was anxious for a long time, and finally smoothed his breath at the end of the battle, and said the words in one breath.

At this moment, he happened to be helped up by a few well-wishers, scolding and shouting in his mouth to fight with Zhou Ping for another three hundred rounds, and the white young man who beat him down was weak in his legs, and almost didn't fall again.

He worked hard here for a long time, originally thinking that he was trying to bring justice to this uncle, but he ended up beating up his benefactor?

The middle-aged white man walked quickly to Zhou Ping, helped Zhou Ping, and said with a grateful face: "Young man, thank you so much, when you slapped that palm, I felt that the bones blocked in my throat were slapped out!"

Zhou Ping turned his hand and supported him, "Uncle, you're welcome, I'm fine." ”

"Young man, you are simply an angel sent by God to save me, otherwise how could you suddenly appear beside me when I am most uncomfortable, and easily free me from pain with one palm?" said the middle-aged man, who was obviously a man of faith, very earnestly.

The atheist Zhou Ping waved his hand and said quite easily: "Hey, uncle, it's not as exaggerated as you think, I have encountered this situation of yours before, it should be that the trachea is stuck by a foreign body." ”

"However, the most important thing in this treatment is to take advantage of the patient's inattention, so I'm sorry that I didn't notify you in advance......"

At this time, the white young man also walked over, and he still had the fierce appearance of the fierce attack just now, with a look of embarrassment and apology on his face.

"Dude, I'm sorry I misunderstood you, are you okay?"

Rolling his eyes, Zhou Ping said angrily: "Something, internal injuries, almost killed by you!"

The white young man was also very sincere, and hurriedly bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't understand the situation, I was too reckless, and I am willing to compensate for the harm caused to you!"

Waving his hand, Zhou Ping said a little stupidly: "Even if the compensation is settled, it's not a big problem, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first!"

Zhou Ping looked at the time just now, half past one, that damn Jerry should have found Kailing.

If she didn't go over, Kai Ling would be fooled and lame by that shameless person.

After that, Zhou Ping walked outside the hospital, leaving a group of onlookers eating melons.

The middle-aged white man who was rescued by Zhou Ping stared at the direction where Zhou Ping was going, and muttered to himself: "There are many good people in Huaxia, this is the second time I have been helped by the Huaxia people, I still remember the name of the Chinese person who helped me last time, he said that his name is Lei, and I don't know what the name of this young man is." ”

"Hey, I just said don't be impulsive, find out the truth of the matter, even if you do it, you should call the police!"

"Fart, don't think I don't know, you were the guy who said I was going to kill him!"

The two melon-eating crowds were talking and talking, and they almost started to move their hands......