The big man, who was standing in place with a smile on his face, was gently patted on the shoulder by the short camouflage uniform a few times, and then collapsed.

Seeing the big man, he fell to the ground with a smile on his face, and the short soldier in camouflage uniform patted him on the face for some reason, and called out in his mouth, "Big man, big man, what are you doing!" It's up to you, didn't you say you were going to teach him a good lesson?

The little man's call didn't have any effect, and the big man who fell to the ground still didn't respond, and after a long time he realized that something was wrong, at this time he shook the big man's body, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with you!" Don't scare me, big one! Hurry up!

Wen Ting, who was on the side, saw the big man fall to the ground, and looked at Zhu Kunming, who was smiling beside her, and asked suspiciously, "Ah Kunming, what's wrong with him!" Is it that you shot too hard.

Hearing Wen Ling's words and the fierce gaze cast by the little man, Zhu Kunming said boringly, "Hehe, it's nothing, it's just that I hit him in the chest a few times in an instant, and he is now angry, don't worry, I know how heavy it is, and there will be no problems."

The short soldier listened and asked, "You said the big man was angry!" Really? I'll tell you, we're not ordinary people, if something really goes wrong with the big man, you remember, I won't let you go.

Cut. Zhu Kunming smiled and said to the short man, "If you are not good at learning, you dare to do it with me!" Boy, I'll send you away, brother, I'm a martial artist. It's just that I didn't expect this big man to look mighty, and he was so unbeaten, and I didn't use my strength yet, so he couldn't do it. It seems that you special forces are not very well trained! Do you want me to teach you a few tricks, brother?

The short man listened to Zhu Kunming's ridicule, narrowed his eyes with a cold face, stood up and said, "Ha, boy, you are really too deceitful, it seems that if I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't grow."

Zhu Kunming looked at the short man and got up, put on a martial arts posture, but still shook his head and said, "You want to use national art to do it with me!" Avenge the big man! Hey, you can't.

When the little man heard this, he moved his hands and feet expressionlessly, "Okay, you can try."

Try it! Come, Zhu Kunming looked at the short soldier who was only up to his neck, hooked his finger at him, and said, "I will also let you punch five punches, so that others will say that I am bullying the small."

The little one sneered and put on a posture when he heard this, and said in his mouth, since ancient times, the eighth level has not been raised, Bajiquan, Li He, please advise my brother.

Bajiquan! Zhu Kunming looked at the posture of the little man, and also retracted his contempt, because when Zhu Kunming was learning gun fighting, in order to practice hand-to-hand gun fighting, he had learned all kinds of boxing techniques in the world. You must know Zhu Kunming's gun fighting skills, and what he pays attention to is that there is no separation between guns and martial arts. With Zhu Kunming's eighth-level peak gun fighting skills, his papermaking in martial arts is enough to say that he is a contemporary person, if you make an assessment, although Zhu Kunming's martial arts are not as high as spear skills, but it can also have the level of the early eighth-level level, otherwise like the battle between Du Peng and Pesston, it is impossible for the two of them to rely on their intuition to dodge the muzzle of the gun that is close at hand.

Zhu Kunming nodded at the short man, and also posed in the starting style of Tai Chi, and said, "Although the eighth level is just entangled, my Tai Chi is also soft and strong, be careful."

The little man listened to the posture and retracted, and with the four or six steps famous in Bajiquan under his feet, he rushed towards Zhu Kunming, and when the short man rushed to Zhu Kunming's side, he directly punched Zhu Kunming's face.

Zhu Kunming heard the sound of the wind in his ears, and simply tilted his neck, and let go of this punch.

The little man saw that this punch was flashed by Zhu Kunming, and he was not surprised but rejoiced, only to see that his arm was bent, and the original straight fist was changed to the top of the elbow, and he also shouted in his mouth, Ha, Tuo swept the elbow.

Zhu Kunming struck at the short elbow, leaned back slightly, and avoided it directly.

Seeing that Zhu Kunming avoided his attack twice, the short man also knew that his two brothers had met an expert today, and the short man made a mistake, took a step forward, and shouted again, "Ha, step forward, open the door hard."

Zhu Kunming took a step back, and directly let go of this hard door opening that was also known for its fierceness in Bajiquan.

Seeing Zhu Kunming retreat, the pace of the short man changed, and he shouted in his mouth, Ha, follow the step, and ignore the door.

Zhu Kunming ignored the short one's three faces, and directly pushed his right palm outward, blocking this move. Feeling the strength coming from his hand, Zhu Kunming said word by word, didn't you eat in the morning? Be vigorous.

After saying this, Zhu Kunming looked at the short soldier who was pushed out by himself, hooked his fingers and said with a smile, hard, hard.

Ma Xiao listened and took a deep breath, "Ha, face the wind and raise the sun."

Zhu Kunming raised his right hand again, and broke up Ma Xiao's moves, and said in his mouth, "It's still not enough, it's harder."

Ma Xiao looked at Zhu Kunming, who was full of indifference, took a breath, and strode under his feet, "Ha, big horse steps, serial cannons through the sky."

Oh! It's going to be killed! Zhu Kunming looked at Ma Xiao's movements and said playfully.

When Ma Xiao approached Zhu Kunming's side, he used a combo move that was rare in the eighth level.

Facing Ma Xiao's fist, Zhu Kunming put his left hand behind his back and greeted him with one hand.

One, two, three. The heavy punches of one cannon after another are majestic in Wen Ting's eyes, but in Zhu Kunming's opinion, Ma Xiao has not practiced at all, because Bajiquan pays attention to the full force, urging with qi, and the movement is clear and real. However, the Baji Fist in Ma Xiao's hand has no moves, it is simply a showmanship, and it can't play the strength that the eighth level should have at all.

Zhu Kunming took Ma Xiao's boxing technique one move at a time, and when his old strength was exhausted and his new qi was not born, he wrapped his hand around Ma Xiao's fist, and then grabbed his hand and pulled it back, watching Ma Xiao being dragged by his own fist and his own pull, Zhu Kunming took a step and knocked Ma Xiao out with his shoulder. Ma Xiao, who was knocked out by Zhu Kunming, slid three or five meters away with his feet on the ground, and then he fell back five or six steps backwards before he stabilized his body.

After Ma Xiao gained a firm foothold, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhu Kunming didn't take advantage of his retreat to attack. Although Ma Xiao is not good at boxing, he still has it in his basic eyes, and after knowing that he is not Zhu Kunming's opponent at all, he also said freely, "What a powerful skill, such a powerful method of four or two thousand catties and borrowing strength!" Ma Xiao's lack of learning and art lost the reputation of Bajiquan, which made his brothers laugh. ”

Zhu Kunming glanced at Ma Xiao in front of him, and said with some appreciation, "It's good to know that a mountain is still a mountain high, go back and practice more in the future, otherwise the prestige of Bajiquan will be ruined in the hands of people like you." After Zhu Kunming finished speaking, he pointed to the big man on the ground and continued, "It's just a small misunderstanding today, you can take the big man with you, I just hit his valve when I started, and after a few hours, he will be fine." ”

Ma Xiao glanced at his companion on the ground, gestured with his hand and said, "Thank you, but although the two of us are not as good as you in kung fu, the two of us are good at this."

Hehe. Zhu Kunming saw that Ma Xiao was still trying to save face, so he took out a business card from his pocket and threw it to him, "Good marksmanship!" It's okay to come to my big Zhu gun club to play, and I'll know how good you are when the time comes, but I feel that your marksmanship is probably the same as the kung fu in your hands, three words, and it's still almost. ”

Because Ma Xiao had just lost the game, he didn't pay attention to Zhu Kunming's sarcasm, but secretly thought in his heart that he must bring a few brothers and let Zhu Kunming know how powerful he and others are.

Reaching out to catch the black card thrown by Zhu Kunming, Ma Xiao glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and replied, "No problem, the big Zhu gun will be, I remember, we will definitely go." , Ma Xiao, who swept with the corner of his eye, looked at the words on the card and couldn't help but read out loud, the Church of Jehovah, the presiding judge of the Inquisition, and the senior priest Zhu Kunming! What is this you gave me! What mess?

Forehead! I took the wrong one, I took the wrong one, come, I'll change it for you. Seeing the black card, Zhu Kunming smiled and took out a golden VIP card from his pocket and exchanged it for his ID card in the torn apocalypse.

Ma Xiao looked at Zhu Kunming's dress, and the black card with the word Jehovah written on it in his hand, and said with a smile, I didn't expect that you not only like to wear priest clothes, but you even prepared a copy of an identity card that you have never seen in this kind of movie, you are really interesting! As the saying goes, we don't make a deal if we don't fight, so you're such an interesting friend, I'm Ma Xiao.

Forehead! Listening to Ma Xiao's words, Zhu Kunming was speechless, because he couldn't tell Ma Xiao that his identity card was true, and that he was really a senior priest of the Jehovah Church, the leader of the Inquisition, and the uncrowned king of the church.