Chapter 11

The four tyrants said angrily: "No one owes money here, you are wrong." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"You borrowed 100,000 yuan from me a few days ago, and you want to repay it after only a few days?"

"Underwhelming!" the four tyrants thrust their axes into their backs and reached for the doorknob. Sanba held him down with one hand and said in a very low voice: "Don't make any extraneous branches." The four tyrants had already opened the door, and he walked out, "Do you think Lao Tzu looks like a person who owes money?" He stared at Xia Xiaohan after he went out.

This muscular man has tattoos of spiders and scorpions on his arms, but his eyes are unabashedly obscene and lewd. Xia Xiaohan hurriedly retreated and hid behind Xu Hao, in contrast, she felt that the "gangster" around her could give her a sense of security.

Xu Hao waved his hands around, pretending to be panicked and said, "I'm sorry I recognized the wrong person, let's go." Saying that, he took Xia Xiaohan's little hand and was about to go down the stairs.

"Wait," the four tyrants leaped overhead, flying over their heads and landing on the turning platform of the stairs, blocking their way, "I'm forgetful, maybe I really owe you money, let's go inside and talk." ”

"I'm in the wrong place, it's not you who owe the money. Xu Hao looked scared.

The four tyrants approached with a little cruel smile: "Why don't you all come into the house and talk?" He approached step by step, Xu Hao retreated step by step, and finally Xu Hao and Xia Xiaohan retreated into the house.

The three tyrants in the room couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Xia Xiaohan, no wonder the four tyrants opened the door and forced these two to come in regardless of the risk of exposure, this woman is indeed a rare and superb stunner. Even when I saw it, I couldn't help but lose my mind for a while, and the four tyrants who have always been lustful couldn't hold it.

Siba entered the house and closed the door with his backhand, and two metal balls floated in the moment he closed the door. The two metal balls were about the size of a baby's fist, and they were the cameras that had floated on the roof of Xia Xiaohan's car before. This is Xia Xiaohan's tool for outdoor live broadcast, and it will automatically follow her to shoot within ten meters according to the setting, and then it floated in.

When Sanba saw the two metal balls, his face changed drastically, and he said angrily: "Camera, you are the police?!"

Siba was staring at Xia Xiaohan with a lewd smile on his face, this is really a little sheep sent to the wolf's den, he is very happy, this rare beauty was automatically sent to the door. When he heard Sanba suddenly call out the word "police", he was suddenly startled and immediately pulled out his axe from behind him.

Xu Hao no longer pretended, his rapid breathing became extremely long, and he took a step forward and looked at the four tyrants calmly. Xia Xiaohan retreated again and again, and stuck his back on the wall of the hall.

The four tyrants of Tanzhou are sworn brothers, who have known each other for more than ten years and have fought side by side countless times, and they cooperate with each other very tacitly. At this time, the three tyrants and the four tyrants stared at each other as horns, and the qi machine firmly locked on Xu Hao.

Xu Hao is not like a great enemy like the two tyrants, and he still stands casually.

The four tyrants stepped forward and slashed down with an axe, and a snowy cold light flashed, and as soon as the axe moved, the room was full of energy. Although Xia Xiaohan withdrew from the fighting circle, she still felt a strong wind blowing on her face, and the wind blew her hair fluttering, which showed the strength of this axe. She looked at Xu Hao nervously, she has been commenting on martial arts competitions on the Internet for many years, she has watched many competitions, and she is familiar with the martial arts of various factions, she can be regarded as well-informed, as soon as these four tyrants started, she estimated that this person was a level 5 martial artist.

But the fight in front of him is different from the competition, and the four tyrants are fighting for their lives as soon as they make a move. At the moment when the four tyrants made a move, the three tyrants attacked from the side, and a pair of daggers in their hands were as fast as lightning.

Xia Xiaohan's martial arts competitions are all one-on-one, but the four tyrants of Tanzhou never pay attention to the rules of martial arts. The two men launched at the same time, working together seamlessly, one fighting head-on and excelling with strength, and the other with a wandering attack and winning with speed.

Seeing Xu Hao in distress, Xia Xiaohan was nervous and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. Although she was angry with Xu Hao, the "gangster", the woman's keen feeling made her very clear that if Xu Hao won this fight, she might still be safe. If he falls into the hands of the other two, he will definitely be tortured and life is better than death. She secretly prayed that Xu Hao could win, of course, the best ending was that Xu Hao and the two murderers died together, so that she would be free from the clutches of the devil.

In Xu Hao's eyes, the movements of these two people slowed down all of a sudden, becoming like slow motion.

With Xu Hao's strength, it was easy to win these two people, but he lacked actual combat experience, so he just used these two people to practice his hands, so he only used one or two percent of his true qi to fight these two people. He drew a semicircle lightly with his palm, and flicked it on the wrists of the four tyrants of Tanzhou. The axe suddenly split crookedly, and was led to the arm of the three tyrants of Tanzhou.

The three of them wrestled in this hall. Xia Xiaohan only then realized that a martial arts competition is a martial arts competition, and actual combat is a real battle, and the difference between the two is too great. The four tyrants swung their axes, the offensive was like a storm, the figures of the three tyrants came and went like ghosts, and the daggers in their hands flashed from time to time to stab at Xu Hao's vital point. Xia Xiaohan saw two handfuls of sweat in his palms.

In this thrilling situation, Xu Hao's movements looked quite slow, with a sense of white clouds and leisure. Xia Xiaohan watched him practice Tai Chi in the morning, but he never imagined that this set of boxing techniques would still be so soothing in actual combat, still chic and easy to use, and still full of Taoist rhyme.

The three and four tyrants of Tanzhou were shocked in their hearts, no matter how they attacked, the opponent was lightly resolved, and it was obvious that the opponent still had spare strength.

Only Xu Hao knew how many mistakes he made in battle, and the first time he used Tai Chi in actual combat, he was really full of mistakes and omissions in dealing with it. It's just that he is an innate martial artist, and he is a big realm higher than his opponent, and his opponent's movements are as slow as a snail in his eyes, so he can deal with it calmly.

After twenty or thirty moves, Xu Hao realized the subtlety of Taijiquan in actual combat, which confirmed the mantra that Grandpa Yang said that day, and he had some preliminary experience in this set of boxing.

Xia Xiaohan has watched countless martial arts competitions, and with her eyes, she can see that Xu Hao has gained the upper hand, her nervous state of mind has eased, and she immediately feels the cleverness of Xu Hao's boxing technique.

The three tyrants and the four tyrants have been difficult to ride tigers, and the two of them wanted to break away from the battle circle several times to catch Xia Xiaohan to threaten them, but they were forced back by Xu Hao every time.

"Fight!" Sanba shouted, completely ignoring his own vital points, and swooped over with the same move, taking the opportunity to rush towards Xia Xiaohan. He was as fast as lightning, and he came to Xia Xiaohan in the blink of an eye.

The three tyrants are overjoyed, as long as they catch this beauty and threaten them, they will have a way to live. But at this moment, a huge and incomparable force pulled him, and he flew into the air and slashed half a circle, and then fell heavily to the floor with a loud "bang".

Sanba stared at Xia Xiaohan's feet with eyes like dead fish, and before he died, Sanba saw a pair of perfect jade feet.

The little feet in the high-heeled sandals were as white as jade, crystal white as noble and delicate porcelain, and pink was revealed in the white and tender skin. The ankles are slender but plump, and the curves are so perfect that they seem to have been carved by the Creator. The toes are well-proportioned and neat, plump and delicate, as white as onion roots.

This is the last picture that the three tyrants see.

Xia Xiaohan couldn't help but let out a scream when he saw Sanba fall on his toes with a hideous expression.