Ji Longfeng founded the heart of the Liuhe boxing, from the heart of the business, and from the intention into boxing, also known as the heart of the boxing, some people are easy to confuse the heart of the boxing and the shape of the boxing, the two from the outer frame look very similar, but the shape of the meaning is to step on the door to grab the status, that is, the gods are also difficult to prevent, shot to grab the palace, hit the middle line, is bright and bright, known as the strong, and the heart of the fist means more vicious, attack the enemy Diao turn the angle, the way of playing is very vicious.

These two boxing methods, in the end, which is better or worse, you have to see the person who uses it, but boxing is born from the heart, if a person's boxing method is bright and bright, over time, his personality is naturally bright and fair, and if a person's boxing method is vicious, always thinking about how to harm people, then his character will not be noble, a thought into benevolence, a thought into a demon.

As soon as the Caucasian man made a move, Qu Yong didn't dare to be careless, and he stepped back and split his fist, like a tiger fighting a dragon, "Bang!" Bang! The hands of the two collided together on both sides of Qu Yong's lower abdomen, this time Qu Yong brought dark energy, he calculated that if he wanted to win, he could only surprise him by surprise, and the tiger shape brought dark energy, hoping to hit the Caucasian by surprise at the first blow, so when the two of them met with their hands, the dark energy in the Shaoshang acupoint on the thumbs of his hands erupted like a needle.

Sure enough, the Caucasian man never expected that this young man had actually practiced dark energy, and he suffered a secret loss as soon as he fought with him, otherwise when Qu Yong's dark energy just pierced into his palm, he immediately turned into a dragon snake and slid out like a slippery water snake, "His dark energy is the first, and it won't be long before he looks good, otherwise my hands will have to be abolished!" "The Caucasian retreats quickly, but Qu Yong is faster.

He had to ignore people, took a step forward, made progress and split his fist, a tiger came out of the stream, although the dark energy was extremely powerful, but it was also very draining, and he didn't cause substantial damage to the Caucasian at that moment, Qu Yong couldn't help but be a little anxious, he couldn't help but take advantage of the momentum of the drum to chase after like a tiger.

"Smack!" The Caucasian man stopped him with his arm, but Qu Yong used his dark energy, and his strength was extremely great, and the Caucasian had lost the opportunity, and he couldn't stop his footsteps and actually took a step back.

This Caucasian is a master of bright strength, originally he was also fierce, but he was accidentally pressed and beaten for a while, on the other hand, Qu Yong used the fierce tiger shape, he was silent, and it was another move to progress the fist, the arm was cut off like a big axe, the Caucasian secretly complained in his heart, understanding that Qu Yong This is a fresh move, eat all over the sky, this kind of just to just play is beneficial to Qu Yong, now Qu Yong is like a big axe, and this Caucasian is a thousand-year-old tree, although this old tree is deep-rooted, the trunk is thick, But I couldn't resist the sharp axe slashing over again and again.

The Caucasian took three steps back, his arms were sore and painful, and he was extremely aggrieved in his heart, he actually had a lot of vicious tricks, but he didn't have time to punch, he couldn't use it, he could only resist Qu Yong's dark strength, Qu Yong's offensive was like a storm, looking fierce to the extreme, in fact, he was secretly complaining in his heart, his dark energy consumed a lot of strength every time, and every time he intersected the other party's fierce anti-shock force also made him very uncomfortable.

The two of them intersected their arms, just facing each other, looking at the Caucasian subordinate dumbfounded, the subordinate knew very well how fierce his boss was, how could he know that he had a hard time with this young man, and he actually fell behind with the most rugged style of play, which was completely incomprehensible. In fact, if you want to talk about real martial arts, one is a peak combat master of Ming Jin, and the other is a genius boy with rough and dark strength. A person resisted repeatedly, and his breath was disordered, and the superior judgment was made.

At this time, the Caucasian had no way to retreat, he had been forced to the staircase, Qu Yong was another move to progress the fist and slashed over, the Caucasian retreated again, he was shocked to know that this time was going to suffer, how could the void under his feet withstand Qu Yong's big axe, but after all, this Caucasian man is a master with rich combat experience, he actually rolled with a move, and rolled down the stairs with a very ugly "donkey rolling", he is an understanding person, knowing that life is much more useful than face at this time, if you don't roll, The next split fist will have to break the tendon.

Qu Yong didn't hesitate at all, a tiger went down the mountain, and immediately chased down, he knew very well that his dark energy had almost spent all his strength, if he let this Caucasian distance this time, he would have to lose, but no matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as the Caucasian man pulled out his gun, his split fist did not arrive, and the other person's gun was already in hand.

If it weren't for Qu Yong's splitting fist just now, which was as fierce as an axe, and the Caucasian people were overwhelmed, he would have drawn his gun a long time ago, "The young man's skills are good!" Although this Caucasian made authentic Chinese kung fu, he did not have the demeanor of a pure martial artist in his bones.

Qu Yong retracted the tiger form, he suddenly had an inexplicable sadness, there were countless boxing masters in the modern Xingye period in China, but under the strength of the foreigners' ships, they have collapsed, it was a solid contest between martial arts and firearms, it has been proved that firearms have achieved an overwhelming victory, unless martial arts practice to the place of divine change like Sun Lutang and Xue Dian, otherwise anyone has no backhand in front of powerful firearms.

"Hey..."Qu Yong sighed, he didn't expect them to bring guns, he still thought too simply, he said helplessly: "You won." ”

"It's the gun that wins." The Caucasian had already gained the upper hand, but he obviously didn't have the idea of shooting, but slowly got up, walked in front of Qu Yong, and said, "No matter how powerful the martial arts are, it can't match a small pistol, do you understand?" ”

"I see." Qu Yong remembered that the last time he was in Dorami KTV, Qingmei's body style was not unpleasant, but she still couldn't dodge the iron gun's marksmanship, which directly led to Da Fei's failure.

"So, tell me, what's your name?" The Caucasian pointed a gun at Qu Yong as he walked upstairs.

"My name..."At the moment when the two of them were staggered on the stairs, Qu Yong suddenly twisted and stepped under his feet, like a fierce horse in his crotch, his right hand pierced out from under the ribs like a poisonous snake, and lightning-like put on the wrist of the white man, the white man relied on the power of firearms, thinking that he was sure to win, but he was careless for a while, the two of them were very close when they staggered and passed by, Qu Yong drilled out of the ribs of the snake shape this time, like a snake out of the hole to feed the ground, the most agile, this move is the "dragon and snake joint attack" of the God Boxing Sect of the day, The Caucasian wrist was grabbed by Qu Yong, and he also reacted extremely quickly, and his index finger wanted to pull the trigger, but it was too late.

As soon as Qu Yong put on his wrist, he suddenly felt a clear feeling coming from the pores of his palm, and the extensor tendon of the Caucasian index finger twitched, Qu Yong immediately understood that he was about to pull the trigger, and his right hand without thinking about it touched the strength of the Caucasian and gently rotated violently, only to hear a crisp sound of "card rubbing", which was the sound of dislocation of the wrist joint.

On the same day, this move of the Divine Fist was intentionally fed, Qu Yong's luck became a circle, and he broke the wrist of the Divine Fist with the help of rotation, and now this Caucasian was careless for a while, and Qu Yong's wrist was also broken, but his shot was still shot, and the "bang" spark splashed, and it shot far away on the concrete floor downstairs. If it weren't for Qu Yong's ability to listen, first changing the strength on the Caucasian index finger in reverse, and then disengaging his wrist joint, this shot would definitely be able to hit Qu Yong 100% at such a close distance.

Qu Yong made a successful move, and he didn't dare to give the Caucasian any respite, because the corridor was narrow, his body was coiled up like a python, and his right hand still pinched the Caucasian wrist tightly to prevent him from shooting again, while the other arm strangled his neck.

This kind of grabbing is very fierce, and if the python gets entangled in a person, the person will soon suffocate to death.

As soon as the Caucasian was strangled, his face immediately turned like pig's blood, his left wrist was dislocated, and the tip of his right elbow was like a gun, and he wanted to hit Qu Yong's chest with his arm elbow joint to force him to let go, but Qu Yong was willing to let go, and the two suddenly became a life-and-death stalemate.

"Knock knock!" Qu Yong's chest was hit by a blow, fortunately, the Caucasian throat was strangled, his breathing was not smooth, and he couldn't exert his strength, otherwise Qu Yong would have broken his ribs after only a few hits, but even so, he felt a terrible pain in his chest, but his hand was not loose at all, and he couldn't let go at this time, and if he let go, he would definitely die.

This kind of bitter struggle is really bloody and cruel, and only after experiencing this kind of life and death struggle can a person grow up rapidly, at this time, the Caucasian subordinates saw that the situation was not right, and wanted to rush over to help, Qu Yong secretly complained in his heart, he couldn't deal with it alone, what if there was another one?

He twisted his hips, and his kneecaps hit the outward side, hitting the Caucasian knee, and then took advantage of the situation to roll, and the two of them both rolled down the stairs, hitting their heads and bleeding, and the Caucasian man's left wrist because it had been dislocated, and after this rolling, it was really painful, and he couldn't hold the revolver, and his hand was loosened, and he fell to the ground, with a muffled "bang".

Qu Yong saw the pistol and secretly scolded himself for being stupid, he hooked the pistol in front of him with a hook of his toes, and grabbed the pistol with his hand.

"Don't move!" This is the first time Qu Yong has touched a gun in his life, a little cold, a little heavy, and an invisible majesty, he has never fired a gun, he is actually very unsure in his heart, but his face is not timid.

The Caucasian and his subordinates made a weak **, but they didn't expect the boat to capsize in the gutter, and they were turned over by Qu Yong in this way.

Qu Yong looked at the Caucasian man and said slowly: "The gun is indeed very powerful, but after all, it is a dead thing, and a person is alive, do you say too much?" ”

"You won." This time, the Caucasian smiled bitterly, "It's me who underestimated you." ”

Qu Yong said in a deep voice: "Who are you, who have been robbed in this prison robbery, say!" ”

The Caucasian sneered, "Do you think I'm going to say it? ”

Qu Yong clenched his pistol and said, "If you don't say it, I'll kill you!" I do what I say! ”