Chapter 1: Iron sand palms selling lamb skewers

A van lightning bolted against the pavement, and the door made a tooth-aching sound of metal grinding as it was pulled hard!

Several large blue caps rushed down from the car like hungry tigers.

The vendors on the sidewalks scattered!

Qian Xing brushed the ground, folded the iron plate that was spread out, and all the chaos on the iron plate roasted haode mutton skewers fell into the box below, and he didn't care about the few customers who were eating mutton skewers, Qian Xing's right palm pushed back one by one, and the mobile stall the size of half a desk turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and galloped away in the direction of the big caps that deviated from those tigers and wolves!

The connection crossed several obstacles, but the stall was extremely smooth!

If you look closely, you can find that the pair of hands holding the handle, at the moment when the stall touches an obstacle every time, at the moment when it is about to jolt violently, the sixty or seventy pounds of mobile mutton stall is lifted in the air, and the difference is a millimeter, and it is quickly sent over the obstacle on the ground.

Although these hands are not very thick, there is a layer of calluses on the palms, and the bare forearm muscles are like iron casting, obviously, some kind of external kung fu has been practiced!

The owner of these powerful big hands, but with a delicate face, a faint circle of fluff around his lips, it is obvious that he is still a boy, to be precise, a teenager.

It's just that his face looks a little sloppy because of the ashes of charcoal and the smoke of mutton.

In the past, Yujian Chengguan raided, Qian Xing relied on his own practice of a rough iron sand palm, relying on his strong arms, every time he escaped safely----- in fact, there was no need to run in the front, as long as it was not part of the Zuihou side, the chengguan would naturally catch those poor insects on the Zuihou side first, and squeeze out the already pitiful oil and water from them.

There is an old proverb: "If you go up to the mountain, you will eventually meet the tiger"

Qian Xin didn't know if he collided with the declining god today, and Aunt Zhang, who sold the cold powder, pushed the blue cold powder cart tremblingly, blocking in front of him!

On the right side of the jelly trolley is a French plane tree that acts as a greening tree, so much so that it cannot be overtaken from the right side.

"Oh, eat it! When did she get to my right! Business is so good that I didn't even pay attention to the escape route!"

Qian Xing's father named him Xing--- which means lucky, but it seems that today is bad luck!

A big hand covered with black hair covered with black hair grabbed Qian Xing's back collar fiercely: "Boy, give Lao Tzu zhanzhu! Catch it a few times, you have slipped away, today Lao Tzu will come to taste the taste of mutton skewers!"

A man with a long horse face in a cap grinning!

This kid who sells lamb skewers is more slippery than a loach, and he has been run away from a few times of sweeping roadside stalls, so I have to let him taste it today!

What are the consequences?

Your mutton stall will be smashed to pieces, and you will have to pay at least a fine of more than 1,000 yuan!

Then my tuition fee for almost a semester is going to be in vain!

That's right, Qian Xing is a junior college student, and he came out to set up a stall to sell mutton skewers just to earn some money for himself!

Although the tuition and miscellaneous expenses can still be afforded by my own family, I don't have a penny of pocket money! Not to mention the money for the medicine that practiced Iron Sand Palm!

Since junior high school, I got the money luck to practice the secret recipe of iron sand palm from a Taoist priest, and I relied on the prescription handed down by the Taoist priest to persevere in the pain of inserting my hands into the river sand every day.

It's just that the potion of the gauntlet is not cheap!

In China, many people from better families oppose their children's martial arts, saying that it is a root of right and wrong, which is indeed reasonable!

With strength beyond ordinary people, you naturally have courage beyond ordinary people!

Qian Xing didn't cry and beg like Aunt Zhang in front of her when she was caught two weeks ago, but with a backhand, he grabbed the arm of the horse-faced cap man who grabbed him by the collar.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Qian Xing just wanted to open the claws that grabbed his collar so that he could escape, and he didn't mean to do anything to the man with a long horse face and hat, after all, although he was more courageous than ordinary people, he was also a college student, and he knew that he couldn't fight against the public.

However, Qian Xing, who has been abusing sand and stones for a long time, has overlooked one thing, that is, the strength of the arms of the horse-faced cap man is far inferior to his arrogant tone, and even less than those sand and stones.

So, with a snap, the horse-faced cap man's right arm bent inward at an angle strangely, and it was naturally impossible to grab Qian Xing's collar.

The miserable howl like killing a pig immediately sounded at the scene!

"Oh, my hand is broken! Tumor, bear, catch this kid, he broke my hand!"

The cap man who was catching chickens like an eagle catching chickens pounced on several other hawkers, and after a moment, he realized that this scream was not from the hawkers, but from his colleagues!

"Boy, you should be zhanzhu!"

"Don't run!"

All forms of angry shouting suddenly focused on Qian Xing's body, this matter is in trouble!

After glancing back, Qian Xing sped up the speed of the cart, he didn't expect this menacing long horse face to be so careless!

Qian Xing knew in his heart that he must not be caught today, once he was caught, it was not as simple as a fine, and he was likely to go directly to the four walls ----- prison.

Qian Xing has interacted with many social masters, and his social experience is not that kind of rookie.

He had only just run a few steps when he heard footsteps behind him. "---Whew" a gust of wind, it must be a big guy like a stool!

Qian Xing didn't look back, and he waved it back!

"Bang" is like a big thundering cannon exploding, and the wooden stool that a cap man smashed into Qian Xing's back was broken up by Qian Xing's palm in mid-air, and sawdust flew in mid-air.

This palm is different from the one just now, the one just now did not use the power of the iron sand palm, only three points of force, this palm, the palm of the hand, at least seven points of force.

Qian Xing has already broken the arm of the long horse face, which is already illegal, therefore, the other cap men, no longer show mercy, if this stool is smashed, although the head will not bloom, but it is very possible to break a few ribs and not be able to recuperate for a long time, and this cap man does not have to bear any responsibility!

However, Qian Xing's blow made the rest of the cap men stop, and what didn't stop was only the bluffing words in their mouths.

This person has kung fu, no one dares to say that his head and body are harder than the old-fashioned wooden stool, not to mention, they don't have long-range killing weapons such as guns in the city!

Therefore, in the angry scolding, Qian Xing limped into the road of the residential community, and as soon as he entered the cobweb-like place, Qian Xing knew that he was safe.

But after turning left and right for half an hour, Qian Xing pushed the mutton stall into the first-floor garage rented by his buddy in one of his bedrooms, but his face was pale, and his whole body began to tremble!

It's all over! I've hurt someone! If I find myself, I'll go to jail!

Don't I just want to make some money?

How so!

I didn't expect to set up a mutton stall and make such a big deal Qian Xing, only to feel the blood in his whole body rushing to his brain, he rushed to the rooftop of the top floor like crazy--------- not to commit suicide, it is hard to imagine that a person who loves money so much will commit suicide, Qian Xing just wants to go to the rooftop, hit two sets of punches fiercely, and vent his irrepressible anger.

The vigorous movement of the steps on the fifteenth floor not only did not calm the anger in Qian Xing's heart, but instead made the raging battle intent in his heart burn to a peak!

The attic door to the rooftop was right in front of you, but it suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a dimly lit staircase that led to a higher place!

If it were normal, Qian Xing would definitely have to think twice, but what happened today might break his peaceful life, and if he didn't do it, he would only be in prison, Qian Xing was at least a normal person, not the kind of social scum who entered the palace a few times, and in a rage, he rushed up the stairs.

Even if there's a demon at the end of this, I'm going to smash you to pieces!

This inexplicable strange thing has aroused the beast nature of a warrior in his heart, a warrior, solve all strange things with his fists!

A burst of light, like mercury, stretched out from the end of the darkness, like a path of light.

Seeing this burst of light, Qian Xing was like pouring a bucket of cold water on his head, this, this, it was really like a supernatural phenomenon, as soon as his angry mood returned to normal, Qian Xing's heart immediately became timid.

I was too impulsive, and when I turned around, the bottom of the stairs was like a black hole, swarthy, bad, easy to get in and hard to get out!

Qian Xingyi gritted his teeth and stepped on the light path with his right foot, fortunately, it was as solid as a physical pavement.

Qian Xing calmed down and walked forward unhurriedly at a moderate pace.

This rhythm of walking helps Qian Xing to pounce on his prey like a leopard at any time.

This rhythm is not taught by anyone, but Qian Xing watched tigers and lions hunt in the zoo and imitated it.

A huge silhouette appeared in front of it, and it was not until I walked in close that I found that it was a hundred-meter-high gate, which was bronze all over, but there were blood stains all over the gate.

On the side of the door, rows of fangs several meters long seem to grow out of the door.

Majestic and fierce, that's the only feeling this gate has to offer.

A dark purple light appeared, and a human figure in a black robe appeared in the purple light, a black robe of unknown texture, so black that it shone, wrapped the whole body of the human form in an airtight airtight, leaving only a pair of sparkling eyes.

This pair of eyes swept over Qian Xing like a blade, and immediately, a fear of death completely enveloped Qian Xing, and beads of sweat the size of beans poured out of Qian Xing's back, but Qian Xing's face was full of emotion, and there was no fear at all.

The more he faced danger, the more he had to keep his face unchanged, and with this composure, Qian Xing escaped several group beatings of gangsters.

In the blade-like gaze, Deng Shi was a little more playful: "Welcome to the Colosseum, calm young man, your number 79540." ”

In front of Qian Xing's eyes, a blood-red ribbon of light immediately appeared, and a few big words appeared on it: Welcome to the Colosseum, is it to enter the scene of preparing for the Beastfighter?