Then without waiting for Cheng Nuo to speak, he turned around and asked, "Master Gun, is this also your friend?" ”

The musket turned his head and glanced at Cheng Nuo: "Blind your dog's eyes!" As poor as he is, can he be my friend? I don't know what I'm doing when I'm stuck at the door early in the morning... I still think it's strange, how can this kind of person come in in Begonia Courtyard... Hurry up and blast it away. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yes, yes, yes..."The big teapot replied with a stack of sounds, and when he turned his face to Cheng Nuo, he had already changed his face: "I said, looking at you doesn't look like you can play this, and you still want to mix in under my nose, you really think about good things." ”

Cheng Nuo is wearing this set of coarse cloth clothes is indeed not worth a few dollars, although coarse cloth also belongs to cloth, but it is very different from the kind of cloth products worn for comfort in modern society, this kind of coarse cloth can wear blood marks when wearing those with slightly tender skin. Even Cheng Nuo was uncomfortable for the first two days after putting it on.

Although out of habit, this dress is quite clean, but it is just clean, from head to toe, I am afraid that I can't afford to drink a cup of tea, let alone call a girl to play tea.

This can't blame the big teapot for clothes, no matter which time and space, high-end halls such as Begonia Courtyard are "picking" guests. If you want to create a high-end environment, the first thing to ensure is that the people who can come in are high-end guests. At that time, some large hotels posted on the outside of the "untidy people are not allowed to enter", which is the reason. It's just that the security guard at the door of the hotel should speak politely.

In fact, the "money for entering the door, one or two" reminds me of this role.

"You ask him, don't say a tael, can you take a piece of Long Yang out?" The musket urged impatiently: "You TM hurry up, delay my business, I want you to look good." ”

The big teapot didn't dare to slack off, and waved his hand at Cheng Nuo like a fly: "Okay, no matter what you do, you are here today, if you don't have the same knowledge as you, hurry up, otherwise your legs will be broken!" ”

After the big teapot finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, Cheng Nuo also had something to do here, stepped forward to stop him, reached into his arms and prepared to get the silver ticket, there was no silver, he was very good at the silver ticket: "I want to find..."

"You little bastard dare to stand in the way?" The big teapot didn't think that Cheng Nuo had the qualifications to go in at all, so he pushed it over: "Get out of the way..."

As soon as Cheng Nuo wanted to speak, a sense of danger suddenly arose in his heart.

Before Cheng Nuo could think clearly, his body had already reacted first.

The left hand carrying the magnesium lamp and the umbrella did not move, and the right hand stretched out and directly buckled and pulled and twisted.

There was a crisp "crackling" sound.

The words behind the big teapot were all replaced by this one word.

When One-eyed Ying and the others, who had already walked a distance, turned around, they saw the big teapot sitting on the ground screaming incessantly, and one arm was unnaturally hanging on the ground, but it was unjointed.

"What the hell are you doing?" The musket was pointed at Cheng Nuo and strode over.

This time, One-eyed Ying didn't stop him. The last time I stopped the musket was because I didn't want to lose time, this time I didn't stop it for the same reason.

Cheng Nuo didn't seem to see the musket rushing over, his expression was slightly stunned, he looked at his hand, and then looked at the big teapot, the action just now was completely out of automatic reaction.

… Is this kung fu?

… Can you really give empowerment and pass on the exercises?

… What kind of kung fu is this? Iron cloth shirts?

… Anyway, it seems to be over before I realized it.

The musket immediately gave Cheng Nuo a second chance.

"Do it in front of Lao Tzu, you are impatient," the musket stepped forward with Cheng Nuo in a few steps, but the last step was to jump straight up, and he made a fist in the air and hit Cheng Nuo.

"Don't look at this kid who is drinking all day long, his kung fu really hasn't been pulled down," the artillery snorted beside One-eyed Ying: "Ordinary people suffer from this blow, and they have to lie in bed for several months if they don't die." ”

One-eyed Ying's lenses flashed, and the corners of his mouth brought out a hint of indifference and a little cruel ridicule: "Delay the old man's business, don't want his life, even if he is lucky." ”

The artillery nodded.

The musket fist arrived, and the strong wind hit the face.

A sense of danger suddenly rose in Cheng Nuo's heart again.

For the second time, Cheng Nuo experienced the automatic conditioning of the body's muscle groups, which was a feeling that could never be practiced without ten or eight years of hard work.

Cheng Nuo raised his hand.

"This kid won't be stupid, he poked there like he was going to be beaten..."The artillery watching the battle looked funny: "Looking at the big teapot just now, I thought this kid had two hits, but it turned out to be a chick." ”

"Give Lao Tzu a dead side!" The musket burst into fist.

There is no need to look at the ending, and One-eyed Ying turned around: "Tell the musket to attach the arm to the big teapot and let him hurry up and get down to business." ”

"Understood, Ying..." The voice of the artillery suddenly raised at the tail: "Sister? ”

"Bang!" The musket struck Cheng Nuo's outstretched hand squarely.

"What's wrong?" One-eyed Ying, who was about to leave, frowned, and turned around again, only to find that the cannon didn't look at her at all, but looked straight at where the musket was.

One-eyed Ying turned his gaze and was immediately stunned.

The expected scene of the musket punching the opponent away did not appear at all, and the fist of the musket was directly taken by the opponent with one hand, looking at the fierce expression of the musket and the swollen red face, it was clear that he had used all his strength, but he couldn't even move forward for half a point.

But the other party seemed to have done only a trivial thing, and let the musket maintain an indifferent expression and not move at all.

If you talk about the size, the musket is about the same as Cheng Nuo, but the size is too different. The musket has a big waist and a round waist, enough to be the width of Cheng Nuo, and the exposed arms, neck, etc. are tattooed at first glance, revealing a fierce atmosphere everywhere, and Cheng Nuo looks how thin he is, that is, he wears a coolie clothes, and he is a weak scholar when he changes into a long shirt.

Don't look at Cheng Nuo who feels like he's a big circle just now, it's just an illusion, Cheng Nuo doesn't look like he has any change from before, to put it bluntly, he didn't have eight-pack abs before, and now he looks the same when he takes off his clothes, it doesn't look like he knows kung fu at all.

… Vulnerabilities are so magical.

"What's going on?" Artillery murmured.

The tiger pounced on the chicken, and the chicken stretched out one of its wings but blocked the claws of consideration... If it weren't for the muskets and their own, the artillery would have suspected that these two were singing double reeds.

In fact, Cheng Nuo was also taken aback by his move. This way of receiving the move just now is purely an automatic reaction of the body, and has nothing to do with his wishes, after all, Cheng Nuo does not know his own strength, so he will not choose such an "arrogant" way, which shows that this kind of empowerment-style kung fu inheritance also needs time to run in.

Cheng Nuo's automatic reaction didn't end.