Shi Baofang said: "Master, please see, this is their registration information.

“

"Wang Ye? Where did the wild Taoist priest come from? Hu Shilong looked at a photo of the registration information of the Datong Pavilion at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

Because of his relationship, Shi Baolong asked people to take a photo.

"I don't know. They are menacing, the funds are very sufficient, it has only been open for less than two days, and the apprentices have received hundreds. Hu Shilong sneered coldly: "What kind of fist does this person teach?" ”

"This ...... It's not quite clear. Shi Bao said.

"Idiot, go find out and come back!" Hu Shilong kicked the big apprentice in the buttocks, and he ran out of the hall in a hurry.

This Shi Baofang, although it is no longer mixed with society, the relationships in society are still there. In the 90s, Shi Baofang even formed a gang on the ground in Gusu, although this gang had long been severely disbanded.

But many of them are former members, and they are still living in society. Although most of them are low-level people, there are also some who have been mixed up in the past few years.

"Boss Shi, I have something to order!" Shi Baofang found them, his face gloomy: "Come with me to Nanfeng Street, there is a newly opened martial arts hall there." ”

"Martial arts?" Everyone looked at each other. However, when Boss Shi was invited, they naturally came to respond as soon as possible.

Soon, everyone took the bus to Nanfeng Street, three or five people, although they were bare-handed, but their faces were hideous, and they were all burly.

On the right side of Shi Baofang, a man of 1.9 meters is slightly hunched back, and his arms can be as thick as other people's thighs. In the back left, a lean man, with his hands in his pockets, is stable at the bottom, and has a big flower arm tattooed, which is very bluffing.

"Second brother, what are you doing with a knife?" Shi Baofang turned his head to look, and the lean man was wearing a chest bag, which had the shape of a blade faintly.

"Big brother, aren't I afraid that something will happen in a while?" The lean man scratched his head. The strong man next to him pulled out the machete behind his buttocks: "Second brother, I'm afraid of cutting my thighs with a knife like this, I'll get it for you." ”

"Third child, stop, this is Lao Tzu's knife!" Shi Baofang was speechless: "If you don't bring a knife, you won't have an accident, if you bring a knife, you will have an accident, stupid, put the knife down, we're just here to make a new friend, not to cut people." The lean man was speechless, smiled, snatched the machete from the strong man's hand, and threw it aside with his chest bag.

"Boss, isn't that one?" Everyone looked up, across the street, on the second floor, the brand-new signboard of the Datong Pavilion was quite rowed.

Shi Baofang spat and led people upstairs. There is a front desk at the turn of the stairs, and then there is a long corridor inside, one on the left and one on the right, two rooms, which used to be a dance studio, but after being bought by Summer Night, it was changed into a martial arts arena.

The inside is covered with tatami mats. Shi Baofang was stunned for a moment, the counter in front of him was not sitting as he imagined a young lady, smiling and asking them if they had signed up.

Instead, there was a young Taoist priest sitting. Well, he was wearing a black robe with wide sleeves, his legs resting on the cabinet, his chair with his legs outstretched, his arms as pillows, and yawning.

This man was handsome, but unkempt, with his hair combed in a bun and a messy mass like a bird's nest.

"Just this stinky place? Are you still signing up? Shi Baofang asked. The Taoist priest opened his eyes and looked at them, then closed them again: "Don't practice the stake." Shi Baofang was stunned, how could he see that he had practiced stakes?

Something......

"Well, call your boss out, I'm not here to sign up." Shi Baofang's face became gloomy.

…… When I received the call on a summer night, the Datong Pavilion had already been smashed. However, it was not smashed by Shi Baofang, but by Wang Ye.

When he kicked someone, Shi Baofang's body smashed into the counter he had just bought. The others were even more fierce, and they were kicked by Wang Ye and leaned directly on the wall to make one

"Human prints" come.

"I was just about to say that I would give a message to the major local martial arts halls, who knew that it would be smashed so quickly?" Scratching his head on a summer night, he drove there.

He came to Nanfeng Street, at the entrance of Datong Pavilion, and the scene was a mess. Wang Ye carried a few people and threw them downstairs like pigs, clapped his hands in front of everyone and said, "I said it earlier, don't practice stakes, don't understand?" A black line on a summer night: "Xiaodao Chief, what's wrong?" When Wang Ye saw Xia Ye, he showed a smile and said hello: "Boss Xia!" ”

"What, what's going on?" Xia Ye pointed to the few people piled up in front of him, who were packed up like mud by Wang Ye.

Wang Ye dug up the earwax, dug it out, and blew it: "They keep persuading, if they want to see you, go straight inside, I can't help it, so I will shoot." Suddenly, Xia Ye picked one up and asked him, "Are you here to kick the gym?" Shi Baofang was dizzy, he didn't know what was going on just now, he just felt a flower in front of him, and he was almost unconscious.

He nodded outside. Summer Night threw the person down again: "Forget it, you go up, I'll look at my counter." Wang Ye went upstairs with the summer night.

I didn't care if Shi Baofang and the others were injured. It was still a few minutes later, and Shi Baofang and them were picked up by a few passers-by.

"What's wrong with you, young man?"

"Eh, didn't you see that? The owner of the second floor came out with people on his shoulders. ”

"Good guy, that guy can carry a strong man of 1.9 meters like a person who has nothing to do!" Several passers-by were talking about what had just happened.

In the surrounding stores, those bosses were watching the play next to them, and they were very surprised. But when they saw Shi Baofang and a few of them who were fierce and vicious, no one dared to come up and help.

Shi Baofang touched his dizzy head, and there was an uncle in front of him: "This ...... What just happened? An uncle said, "You guys, what are you doing lying on the street in broad daylight?" I'll be hit by a car in a moment! Hurry up! Only then did Shi Baofang recognize that he was on Nanfeng Street, and when he turned his head to look, Datong Hall was behind him.

He and the second and third were all defeated by the wild Taoist priest who guarded the door. Shi Baofang shook his senses and was shocked.

After all, no matter how you say it, he is also a martial artist in the Yaoguang Realm, and he has been practicing with his master for many years, how can he not even see how the other party punches?

That's impossible! Shi Baofang covered his head, feeling dizzy, and almost didn't stand firm. Not to mention the second and third children, they are not like themselves, they have not practiced stakes, but they are stronger than ordinary people.

Now they are all unconscious, motionless. Shi Baofang suddenly didn't dare to go up, so he made a call to his master.

Lion Martial Arts Hall. Hu Shilong received a call from the eldest apprentice, and the whole person was stunned.

"What? You didn't even see how the opponent punched, and you were knocked down? ”