"I'm afraid you won't make it. ”

Long Po Suo is not a vegetarian either, he wants to repeat his old tricks again, this time there is no old woman here, see how you break my fungal Gu.

I saw that the fingers of his hands kept flicking, and a gray mist appeared in front of his eyes and slowly spread.

When Peng Biao saw this situation, he hurriedly came to an emergency brake, for fear that he would accidentally hit the road again.

"Bastard. ”

Peng Biao, who was standing in place, his face was pale, and when he encountered this kind of leprosy dog, you really couldn't take him.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan said: "Big brother, the medicinal effect in your body has not yet passed, don't be afraid of his Gu worms." ”

Peng Biao was overjoyed when he heard this, and looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Grandma, this time Lao Tzu will see how you are still embarrassed, and you will die for Lao Tzu." ”

After speaking, he picked up the wooden stick in his hand and gestured in the air a few times, dancing vigorously, so majestic.

"I'm stunned for what to dare to stop him for me. ”

Seeing Peng Biao rushing over in a daze, Long Posuo commanded his subordinates.

Jiang Fan didn't step forward to help, with Peng Biao's force, there was no problem in dealing with these ordinary people without guns.

And Peng Biao also urgently needs to vent the depression in his heart, but this man has been suffocated for this time.

Thinking that Peng Biao is also the No. 1 well-known figure in Myanmar, when did he suffer this kind of humiliation, he couldn't die by himself, along the way, any little deflated person dared to pee on his head, and he had to find a way back, otherwise it would affect his future martial arts training.

Jiang Fan has a plan, the road of martial arts training is lonely and lonely, he sees that Peng Biao is so persistent in martial arts, and is ready to pull him along, and is ready to ask Ziyu for a cultivation method for Peng Biao, hoping that on this road there is a partner who can rest assured that his back can be delivered to accompany him.

Soon Peng Biao and the other party's personnel were in close combat, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

I saw Peng Biao using both hands and feet, giving full play to the fighting skills of Muay Thai, and none of the people who came were his enemies.

"There you go. ”

Long Po Suo didn't dare to be careless, and commanded a burly middle-aged man beside him.

This person is not tall, only about 1.7 meters, dressed in gray sportswear, with a flat head, gray eyes, and feels like he hasn't woken up.

However, the body is very strong, the muscles hidden in the clothes bulge high, obviously have a strong explosive power, and after coming in, he has been following Long Po Suo, and has never said a word, so that everyone ignores his existence.

"Yes!"

Dara replied with a blank face, concise and to the point, like a robot.

"Well, finally a decent one came. ”

Peng Biao was in full swing and invincible, when he suddenly felt that a fierce beast had been staring at him, and when he looked forward, he was greeted by a dead and silent look.

He's a dangerous person!

This is a humanoid beast, this is Peng Biao's first feeling.

The people who were fighting against Peng Biao, when they saw the comers, stopped attacking, got out of the way, and scattered to both sides.

"Whoever comes, grandpa doesn't kill the unknown. ”

Although the other party gave him a sense of crisis, Peng Biao was not afraid, he was on the verge of life and death all the year round, and he had encountered more dangerous characters than this.

"Darla. ”

Dara still cherishes words like gold, and his words are concise and to the point. Looking at Peng Biao's fanatical face, his gray eyes were long gone, and now his eyes were shining and sharp.

"Darla... Darla..."

Peng Biao repeated the name several times, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said in astonishment: "It's you!"

Dara is the uncrowned king of underground black boxing in Myanmar and even the whole of Southeast Asia, and the holder of a 100-game winning streak.

Later, after his wife gave birth to a child, he had the idea of retreating, but how could the financier behind him let him get his wish, this is a money printing machine.

In order to better control him, the financier behind him kidnapped his wife and children and threatened him, so that he could continue to fight boxing with his life.

How could the underground king give in, that night he killed the villa of the gold lord alone, and heard that all the fifty people in the villa, including the bodyguards, were killed, and after that, Dara never appeared again.

No one thought that he was hiding in Kachin State, and now he is still working for Luang Po Sou.

Dara didn't answer, her eyes stared at Peng Biao directly, without any emotional fluctuations, looking at Peng Biao as if she was looking at a dead person.

"Let me test your depth as a boxing champion. ”

Peng Biao couldn't stand Darla's death stare and took the lead in attacking.

He threw away the stick in his hand, and then slammed his right straight fist into Darra's upper plate, and the wind spread between the swings.

Dara calmly watched Peng Biao's right fist, stepped forward with his left foot, dodged to the left side of his body, and slammed his right hand around Peng Biao's head while hitting his ribs with a right knee.

How could Peng Biao let him get his wish, his hands and ten fingers were crossed, and together he pressed down on Dara's right knee, and then hit his chest with his right hand crutch.

Dara took a step back with her right foot, dodging Peng Biao's attack, and then attacked Peng Biao's left leg with a right low leg sweep with her right leg, and when she came out of the leg, the leaves on the ground rose flat, moving with the wind of her legs, flying all over the sky.

If this retreat is really kicked, Peng Biao will definitely break his bones and lose his combat effectiveness in an instant.

"Well done. ”

Peng Biao didn't panic when he saw this, jumped on the spot, jumped one meter high, and a dragon swung his tail, kicking towards the door of Daramen.

Dara retreated with her right foot, her legs slightly bent, and her right hand clenched into a fist and struck at the center of Peng Biao's foot.

"Bang"

With a loud bang, the two retreated at the same time, Peng Biao landed on the ground and retreated seven or eight steps in a row, while Dara only took two steps back to restrain his figure, and made a judgment!

"Come again!"

Peng Biao's old problem of dying was again, and when he met his opponent, it was like beating chicken blood, and he rushed up again with a scream.

The two sides come and go, recruiting and attacking the key points, and they are completely fighting for their lives, and everyone is dazzled.

Dozens of moves later, Peng Biao was shot by the opponent, and Dara jumped forward, jumped up, flew up, and slammed his right knee into his chest.

"Not good!"

By the time Peng Biao reacted, he didn't rush to avoid it, so he had to put his arms together to protect his chest.

"Click"

A bone-cracking sound sounded, and Peng Biao was instantly knocked four or five meters away and fell to the ground.

"Big brother, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Jiang Fan pulled Shu Ya and ran over, helped Peng Biao with both hands, and said with concern.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Peng Biao shrugged his hands, coughed constantly, his face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling to the ground.

After a while, he raised his right hand with difficulty, wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and said with a grin: "It's not in the way, I suffered some internal injuries, just calm down." ”

Jiang Fan looked at Peng Biao's trembling hands, and knew that he was being strong, and he didn't break it, and said, "You take a rest, I'll come next." ”

Peng Biao wanted to speak and stopped: "Little brother......"

"Don't worry, I'm in control. ”

Jiang Fan knew what Peng Biao wanted to say, Peng Biao had a discussion with him when he was in the manor, and although Jiang Fan's force value was higher than him at that time, it did not exceed much.

With the force value that Dara is showing now, Jiang Fan is definitely not an opponent.

Peng Biao wanted to tell him not to be reckless, or to withdraw first, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

What Peng Biao didn't know was that just now he had completed a major breakthrough, and he was looking for an opportunity to familiarize himself with the explosive power, and now he came to a sparring partner who was sent to the door.

"Xiao Ya helps the eldest brother, go over and rest for a while. ”

Jiang Fan turned his head and said a word to Shu Ya, then looked at Dara and said, "Let's start." ”

When Dara was helping Peng Biao by Jiang Fan, he didn't attack again, but looked at Jiang Fan with a frown, his face full of doubt.

When Jiang Fan walked out, he felt the threat of death for a moment, which made him puzzled.

Jiang Fan's figure is slender and looks quite young, although he is not thin, but compared to him and the bald head who just fought, he can be regarded as petite, how can he feel threatened.

"Mud... Stone... The most?"

Dara didn't attack first, he rarely asked, years of boxing experience told him not to underestimate any opponent, and caution allowed him to avoid several life and death crises.

"Jiang Fan!"

Although Dara spoke Chinese rather lame, Jiang Fan could barely understand it, seeing that the other party was slow to attack, he didn't have much patience to stare at the other party here, and after replying, he took the lead in attacking.

Without using the cloud trace step, Jiang Fan kicked his feet on the ground a few times, jumped forward, and his front leg took the lead in sending out a leg, which seemed to be virtual and real, and instantly looked at the defensive gap in Darla's chest, and kicked it with his toes.

This is to repay the other in his way and repay Peng Biao's revenge.

Dara didn't dare to slack off, his feet moved quickly, and he flew backwards and retreated, Jiang Fan's kick didn't look lethal, but he felt a deadly threat from it.

"It's not that easy to run. ”

How could Jiang Fan let him get his wish, bully him, and when he got closer, the whole person jumped up, bent his feet, and wanted to kick the other side.

"Not good. ”

Dara screamed, and a donkey rolled around, dodging the fatal blow.

Jiang Fan flew over Dala's head, tapped his feet on the ground, turned over on one side, and unloaded all his strength, as if there was no trace of fireworks.

Dara stood up from the ground in embarrassment, bowed slightly, made a defensive posture, and looked at Jiang Fan with fear.

"How is that possible?"

Long Po Suo looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, he was very clear about Darla's force value, and ordinary thirty or fifty people were not his opponents at all.

I didn't expect to be beaten by a young man now, lightly pressed and beaten, and there was no power to fight back, and looking at the other party's posture, it was completely like playing, indicating that the other party still had some strength left.

"You ancient warriors of Huaxia?"

Long Po Suo looked at Zhou Shichuan and asked, if it is an ancient martial artist, seeing the other party's moves, Zhou Shichuan should have some understanding.

Zhou Shichuan shook his head: "No, such a young ancient martial artist, even if he hasn't seen it, he should have heard of it, I have never heard of the other party's tricks, but it is not excluded that the other party is the descendant of the hidden world sect." ”

Long Po Suo raised his eyebrows: "What, are you going to watch the play?"

Zhou Shichuan: "It's not the time yet. ”