[An ugly man who doesn't even want his own mother]

Of the five people behind the bald man, three of them were seen by Xu Wentang.

The yellow-haired Ma Chaoqun, framed his man in a suit and a flat-headed man, and the other two didn't know him.

"The people of the Three Blades Society. ”

Tang Shuai's face turned green, he knew these six people.

He's just a gangster, and these people are the real underworld, ruthless.

Tang Shuai turned around and wanted to run.

As soon as he turned around, he stopped.

"Damn, it's a dead end. Tang Shuai wanted to cry without tears, so he immediately stood farther away from the side and drew a line with Xu Wentang.

He could see that these people were coming to Xu Wentang.

Wang Hu pulled Xu Wentang's clothes, he recognized the yellow hair, and his heart suddenly became scared.

The next moment!

"Xu Wentang, do you remember me?" the yellow-haired Ma Chaoqun rushed over with an arrow step, and said with a grim smile.

He wanted to teach Xu Wentang a lesson last time, but this time he couldn't wait.

"Do you remember us?" The flat-headed man and the man in the suit had extremely vicious eyes, just because of Xu Wentang, they messed up the task and lost 10,000 yuan, and they were beaten by the boss after they went back, not to mention how miserable it was, and their bodies still hurt.

They were very reluctant to dismantle Xu Wentang.

However, Xu Wentang is a student, either in school or at home, either on the bus to school or on the bus home.

They waited and waited and waited for today's opportunity.

The anger in my heart needs to be vented urgently.

Xu Wentang said: "I have never forgotten ugly people, and I am naturally impressed by the three of you, and I may not forget it if I want to." ”

Ma Chaoqun glared, became angry, and roared: "Cao, you dare to scold me?"

Before the words fell, suddenly, Xu Wentang suddenly rushed out, and Bazhen was playing with a thief, and his whirlwind-like figure flashed, crashed into Ma Chaoqun's arms, and smashed his fist on his stomach.

This punch is as powerful as hitting a bell!

Ma Chaoqun instantly bowed like a shrimp.

Bend over and get down on your knees.

Hula vomiting......

"Do you still dare to make a move?" Seeing this, the flat-headed man and the man in the suit were shocked and angry, and they attacked left and right.

At this time, Ma Chaoqun raised his hand.

At this moment, he is very scary, and he wants to remind the flat-headed man and the man in the suit that Xu Wentang is not boiling five paragraphs!

However, his stomach hurt too much to breathe and he couldn't speak.

The flat-headed man and the man in the suit didn't notice Ma Chaoqun's gesture either, they rushed over and punched him.

"These two people are on par with Ma Chaoqun. Xu Wentang's vision flashed, and he knew it in an instant, only to see him suddenly retreat, widen the distance, and rush forward to bully closer.

This retreat and advance are all rapid.

retreated, avoiding the attacks of the two.

Jin, it was when the two of them were exhausted.

And, caught off guard!

Xu Wentang punched out his fists together, and almost simultaneously smashed the stomach of the flat-headed man and the man in the suit.

So, the two of them did the same, bowing down like shrimp in unison, kneeling on their knees, holding their stomachs and vomiting.

Unexpectedly, it was very joyful.

The small head of the Three Knife Society, the head of the eye, the head of the man, was taken aback.

Grass, this boy is a tiger!

Xu Wentang hooked his fingers and said, "I'm very busy, let's go up with the three of you." ”

As soon as the bald man heard this, he was angry, I have seen arrogance, but I have never seen arrogance like this.

"Do you know who the uncle is?"

Xu Wentang was speechless and said, "Does it matter who you are? If you can't beat me, you will have to pretend to be a grandson immediately."

Whoever is strong, who is awesome!

Whoever loses, who's stupid!"

The bald man thought about it, and it seemed to make sense, but he was speechless.

Xu Wentang said: "Don't beep, see the real chapter under your hands." ”

"Look for death!" The bald man shouted angrily, put on a posture, and held his hands with five fingers, like holding a tiger, which was a "tiger holding skill".

This skill is very fierce and is known for tempering terrifying grip strength.

It may be easy to break a stone with one punch, and many martial artists can do it, but it is not easy to break a stone with one hand.

If you don't believe me, go find an egg now and see if you can crush it.

Have you tried it, has your self-confidence taken a hit?

Actually, it doesn't matter, because the vast majority of people can't do it.

The bald man is a boiled eight-stage man, and his grip strength is not small, he can hold a broken stone, hold it on a person, and directly tear off a piece of meat.

His hand is the mouth of a tiger!

Bite off human flesh!

Sure enough, after the bald man roared, thick muscular fascia appeared on his hands, undulating like waves, accompanied by a muffled sound like a bowstring, as if the strength of the whole body was converging towards his hands.

The bald man bounced his waist, and his strong body rushed out.

Almost at the same time, Xu Wentang brazenly greeted him, his hands were as black as the bottom of a pot, and the surface was dotted with gold sand bumps, which was his specialty martial art black sand hand.

Boom!

In the alley, two figures collided fiercely together.

Xu Wentang's palm shadow flew over, the bald man held the tiger's hand and grabbed it, and the continuous sound of flesh impact echoed in the alley like a drum, shaking the mottled walls around him and constantly peeling off their skin.

"Ho!" The bald man exhausted his breath, didn't take advantage of it, and couldn't help but feel angry, and his strength in holding the tiger's hand suddenly increased to ninety percent, and he almost grabbed Xu Wentang's shoulder with all his strength.

If this grasp is caught, Xu Wentang's shoulder will be crushed and fractured on the spot, and a piece of bloody flesh will fall.

"Yijin Sutra!" Xu Wentang sighed, and the golden sand on his hands shone violently.

His right hand trembled, and he did not dodge or dodge, and fought back head-on.

Boom!

There was another muffled sound of drums, and the two of them were shocked and each took seven or eight steps back.

"Half a pound and eight taels. ”

Wang Hu and Tang Shuai were shocked.

Obviously, Xu Wentang and the bald man are equal in strength, and the victory or defeat depends on the change of moves, experience, and who lasts more.

The bald man sneered, he was already an adult, and his body had been struggling for many years, so he naturally had more stamina than a teenager.

Not to mention, the moves are sophisticated and ruthless.

"Boy, you're going to lose. The bald man laughed. "Admit defeat, kowtow to the uncle immediately, and the uncle promises not to cripple you. ”

"The villain dies of talking too much, and you are really suitable to be a villain. Xu Wentang rushed up, his spiritual vision was turned on, and the bald man's every move was in full view.

Lack of experience, spiritual vision to make up for it.

Sample, compare endurance with the Yi Jin Sutra, I'll let you three quarters of an hour.

Bang bang bang......

Ten minutes later.

The bald man was half-kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely, panting, and his face was colorless, looking at Xu Wentang as if he was looking at a monster.

The bald man's eyes were full of despair: "Aren't you tired?"

Xu Wentang said: "Don't be tired, are you tired?"

The bald man said, "I'm tired." ”

Xu Wentang said: "I can let you rest for a minute before fighting." ”

The bald man said, "Okay." ”

A butt slumped on the ground.

Xu Wentang rushed up, and the black sand hand slammed into the bald man's chest.

"I'm ...... a day" The bald man simply beeped the dog, and said that he would rest for a minute, how can he not be honest, can he be a little disciplined.