Sometimes, people need a momentum, whether they are young or old, the wicked have the momentum of the wicked, and the good have the good man. If a person loses his momentum, he loses his spirit and spirit, and he loses his soul. People without souls are often alone, and even hiding in the corner will make you feel it, so they are also called lonely ghosts.

Xu Qinglou had this kind of momentum, as long as he wanted to, the bloody aura floating on his body could emerge at any time. He can not be domineering, he can also be domineering, but the smell of blood on his body can't be washed away or shaken off no matter what. It's like soaking in a blood-soaked pond, the color of blood has melted into the skin, and you don't need to look at the blood covered in his bath to smell the bloodthirsty smell. Choking.

The DJ had forgotten the drums that were still playing on a loop, no one shouted in the audience, and a pair of eyes stared at the quiet night scene, Xiao Ci closed his mouth, and the boy's mouth couldn't be opened.

He was weak.

At this time when you have to stand up and say something, it's weak.

A domestic dog eats roasted bacon and ham every day, and I am afraid that it can only eat when it is put in the wild, how can it be compared to a wolf with blood-red eyes who are hungry in the cold winter and are hungry in the cold winter?

Xu Qinglou is a wolf, a hungry wolf that clings to his back, and also has to slowly move his steps to preserve his body, jogging in the wind and snow, accumulating strength, and only when he sees food is willing to fight for his life. This wolf, even with ferocity in his eyes, this kind of wolf will desperately bite out a tube of blood even if it encounters a brown bear, let alone a domestic dog.

"My name is Yang Yunzan, the son of Yang Ding, a leather merchant in Nanyue City. Ask, are you? ”

Xu Qinglou looked at him, his eyes were very deep, like calm, there was a kind of tyranny that was about to explode in this depth and calm: "I am not from the rivers and lakes, don't say how deep your Tao is, how hard you are." I'm not a martial arts person, and I don't want to mention those things in the sect. I don't do business, and I don't tell me about price buying and selling. If you want, you can talk to me about Mr. Cang, double 'Ozawa' and so on. ”

Yang Yunzan immediately glared, he is a student, he is naturally familiar with these three names, one is Teacher Cang who 'looks at me LU', and two 'Shuang Xiaoze' who have been worshiped as goddesses by many people, these are all bodies that have been ravaged by tens of millions of people, but they are mentioned in this man's mouth at the same time as Yang Yunzan's fathers, this is a naked insult.

In fact, Xu Qinglou did not mean to look down on the people in the rivers and lakes at all, whether it was the rivers and lakes in society or the rivers and lakes in the martial arts, there were many heroes in the rivers and lakes. It's just that if the names of these heroes are mentioned by others and become an aura shrouded in the opponent's body, and they light themselves up by burning the only residual warmth of their fathers, then Xu Qinglou is more willing to extinguish this aura with his own hands, and the prestige destroyed by outsiders is better than losing in the hands of his own family.

There was only the sound of drums in the whole bar, and for the first time, the relatively quiet bar was as silent as closing at dawn, and a mysterious atmosphere enveloped the place, which was very chaotic and chaotic.

The chaos in silence came from the office upstairs of the bar, and in the open window of the office lay a mysterious man, bald, with a unicorn horn around his neck pierced out of his pure black T-shirt and printed on his face. Needless to say, this black T-shirt must have hidden a colorful unicorn, which is fierce and fierce. Looking closely, the unicorn horn tattooed on the face is not actually for the sake of showing anything, but actually covering the scar on the face with the color of the tattoo.

Xu Qinglou felt this evil spirit, but it was not on Yang Yunzan, he knew that beating Yang Yunzan would definitely lead to another person, but he hadn't figured out what their relationship was, damn fatty, he was slow to do anything, with him, maybe he could guess eight or nine......

"I won't allow you to insult my father!" Yang Yunzan's stimulated big neck tendons jumped out, and it must be said that Yang Yunzan is not a wreck, but has a weak personality.

When it comes to Yang Yunzan, we have to talk about his father Yang Ding first.

Yang Ding is a character, born in 63, born in a martial arts family, and his ancestors were once the people of the top door after the merger of gossip and Xingyimen during the Republic of China. After getting started, he practiced martial arts for ten years, and from the day he left the school, his real name was not Yang Ding, and he was forcibly renamed by the master, which means the top door and household.

It's a pity that after the peacetime, Guoshu only rose for a short period of more than ten years, and it was the movie "Shaolin Temple" that made Guoshu popular all over the country again, so that children of all ages wanted to leave home and go to Shaolin to learn kung fu. Yang Ding was full of spirit in those years, and his status in the rivers and lakes was steadily improved.

In the same year, Yang Ding, who was thirty years younger, married his wife, who was the daughter of Mr. Liu, the grandmaster of Shaolin Eight Cannon Boxing.

However, the world is impermanent, in just a few years, gangster movies, gambling movies, gunfight films, police movies and other movies have made people once again ignore the national quintessence known as the national arts, and the practice of martial arts is hard.

Yang Ding, who was almost a grandmaster, had to change his career to business and began to travel around the north and south of the river.

After Yang Yunzan was born, only his mother and sister were by his side, and his father at home could only see him once during the New Year's holidays, and gradually became a woman. Fortunately, Yang Ding had time to pass on his martial arts to Yang Yunzan, which made him as tall as a man, but he couldn't change his delicate temperament. Therefore, in Xiao Ci's eyes, Yang Yunzan is not a man at all, but this person who is not a man has faced four or five knife-wielding robbers in the alleys alone, and retreated after crippling three people.

Yang Yunzan, who was in a posture, shook off her femininity, but she was a little heroic.

The cannon fist is vigorous, the gossip is rigid and soft, the sixty-four hands are ever-changing, the shape is Feng Yue Fei as the ancestral master, and it is even more difficult to predict the meaning of taking off the gun and changing the boxing, although Yang Yunzan has only learned three boxing techniques, there are also unexpected places in this fur.

is still the same sentence, Xu Qinglou doesn't know kung fu and can only kill people, but he is not afraid of people who know kung fu at all, because he has no routines.

"Is this going to be done?"

Xu Qinglou stood up, took off the Zhongshan jacket he had changed into in a dashing manner, threw it to Xiao Ci's side and said, "Look." "It's like Xiao Ci is the woman who has rolled through the big bed with him hundreds of times.

He didn't know what kind of troubled water he was going to wade in, but he liked the feeling of robbing others, two words - enjoyable.

"It's you who don't give face to stir up the situation first!"

Yang Yunzan is very particular about speaking, and he takes care of his inner and lower face.

No one who went to the night club expected to see the classic scenes in martial arts films, the DJ even quickly changed the music, and the vicissitudes of music appeared, and everyone had a feeling of watching blockbusters in the cinema, domestic blockbusters.

Xu Qinglou doesn't know national arts, but he can say the same classic words: "Face, it's the fist you hit me in the face, making me fall to the ground in front of everyone." The face I give you is not as good as the insoles, which is called shameless. ”

Yang Yunzan's qi and blood surged, the blood rushed in the veins like the waves that beat the scorched stones on the coast, layer by layer of startling clouds, cracking in response to the stones, and the rough breath that came out of a mouthful seemed like it was about to explode his lungs.

But he didn't dare to scold, he didn't dare to say a dirty word, and he still remembers the pain of his father slapping his jaw off because of a '' he once learned from school, Yang Ding once said: "People who practice martial arts can be ruthless and want people's lives, but they are not allowed to dig people's ancestral graves on their mouths, which is unruly." ”

So Yang Yunzan poked out just a fist, spinning in the control, twisting his entire arm like a cannonball, and it was not a swear word from the mouth of a street scoundrel.

Cannon fist, a fist is like a crossbow, and the crossbow collapses. The strength is vigorous, and the ferocity is as fierce as a thing that comes out of the barrel of a pitch-black cannon, and it explodes immediately when it is blocked.

Xu Qinglou, whose eyes were like vultures, instantly widened from his slightly narrowed eyes to the moment Yang Yunzan's cannon fist poked out, he was not afraid of anyone who knew national arts, and it was not that he had never fought against this kind of person, and now he dared to face it calmly even if he didn't know any skills, not to mention that what he was facing today was just a young eagle that had not yet grown up. The hand exploded like a poisonous snake, stretched out his hand to bypass the force of the cannon fist, and rushed to this Yang Yunzan, who had little actual combat experience at all, and at most fought with the wrist of the thief.

Syllable!

Xu Qinglou grabbed Yang Yunzan's wrist, pulled it back hard, and his free elbow swung out, crashing into Yang Yunzan's chest in the shortest distance.

In his eyes, whether it is killing techniques or kung fu, it is the same, just looking for the easiest way to attack at the shortest distance, that's all.

Yang Yunzan was obviously trapped by the routine, and he didn't know the crisis now, so he still twisted his arm according to the routine, and the whole arm rotated in Xu Qinglou's hand like a strange python, and broke free in an instant. Xu Qinglou is also a person who practices martial arts, and he will definitely have a wonderful duel according to the routine, but Xu Qinglou is not, he doesn't play cards according to the routine at all, he doesn't have a routine!

The distance between the two was narrowed under Xu Qinglou's strong drag, even if Yang Yunzan was able to use the strength of his shoulders to rotate his arm to break free in Xu Qinglou's hands, but the distance between the two of them could not be changed.

At this moment, Xu Qinglou raised his foot violently and stepped on the soles of Yang Yunzan's feet.

Touch.

This foot was firmly stepped on, and Yang Yunzan couldn't dodge it, let alone pull it out.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Qinglou aimed at Yang Yunzan's wide open chest, throat, and eyebrows, from bottom to top, and punched out in an orderly manner, and the other hand was a move that was waiting for the other party's help at any time, as long as the other party made a move, it was bound to be slapped away by his hand.

"Friends, there is a road in the rivers and lakes, and life and death have to meet each other. The martial arts style is gradually declining, so why bother to see the seriously ill and give poison. ”

PS: I accidentally wrote out the feeling.,There's an update.,Today it's good to make up for the outbreak that you owe last week.。 Where's the collection, everyone!!!