The fat man hurriedly tilted his head back and immediately avoided the sudden stab of a casino bodyguard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 At the same time, he pushed the abacus horizontally in front of his chest with both hands, and used the gap between the abacus to jam the silver-white blade, and then rotated with both hands to throw the folding knife held by the other person aside. Then he threw the abacus upwards and slapped both palms on the chest of the casino bodyguard, causing him to fall backwards before taking the abacus that had just been thrown in the air.

Another casino bodyguard who had just been repelled by the fat man saw that his companion was pushed away by the other party, so he dared to hesitate, and hurriedly rushed forward with a folding knife, and slashed down at the fat man's right shoulder.

Seeing this, the fat man's right shoulder shrank sharply, quickly dodging the slash from the casino bodyguard. When the fat man avoided the casino bodyguard's knife, seeing that his forward momentum had not stopped, his right arm stretched out and slammed into the back of the casino bodyguard.

The casino bodyguard was already unable to close the momentum, but now he was pushed and bumped by the fat man again, and his whole body rushed forward a few steps again, just colliding head-on with the casino bodyguard who had just been pushed away by him. With a "poof", the folding knife in the hand of the casino bodyguard stabbed into his companion's abdomen.

The seriously injured casino bodyguard clutched his abdomen with his hands, staggered, and said weakly, "How are you, you ......" before he could finish speaking. Seeing his companion stabbed to death by himself, the casino bodyguard was stunned for a moment, he couldn't believe all this in front of him, how could he kill his brother with his own hands!

Just when he was so stunned, the fat man caught up with him with an arrow, and smashed the abacus into the back of his head, and with a "bang", the casino bodyguard fell to the ground with a soft sound. After a while, blood slowly flowed out of his head.

On the other side, Chen Xiaotang jumped up and jumped onto the "stud" table, then kicked the table under his feet and flew up, stabbing Chen Yaoyang in the heart and chest. Chen Yaoyang hurriedly hooked up a chair in front of him and clenched it with his hand, using it as a shield in front of him. With a "snap", the dagger in Chen Xiaotang's hand plunged into the chair.

Chen Yaoyang took the opportunity to throw the chair towards Chen Xiaotang. Chen Xiaotang had no choice but to give up drawing the dagger and bowed his head to avoid it. At the moment when he squatted, Chen Yaoyang kicked up, and his toes kicked Chen Xiaotang's chin impartially.

Chen Xiaotang would have thought that Chen Yaoyang's combat experience was so rich, and he was kicked and fell on the table without paying attention.

Tan Wenque, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw that the opportunity could not be lost and did not come again, so he hurriedly pulled out the "Vermilion Bird Sword", endured the pain in his waist and slashed at Chen Xiaotang who was lying on the gambling table. I saw a flash of silver light, and a sword light approached Chen Xiaotang's front door, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, just at the moment when the "Vermilion Bird Sword" was about to hit Chen Xiaotang, Chen Xiaotang hurriedly turned over and rolled to the side, successfully avoiding Tan Wenque's sudden sword.

Tan Wenque saw that a sword failed to hit Chen Xiaotang, and slashed at him several times one after another, but they were all avoided by Chen Xiaotang's rolling, and Tan Wenque did not stop attacking until Chen Xiaotang rolled off the gambling table.

Chen Yaoyang watched Tan Wenque being seriously injured and insisted on pursuing Chen Xiaotang, and watched her use too much force causing the blood to trickle out of the wound on her waist, and felt pity in his heart. He hurriedly ran to the front of him to support Tan Wenque's arm, and said with concern: "Are you okay?"

"It's nothing. Tan Wenque gritted his teeth and forcibly endured the heart-rending pain in his waist.

Chen Yaoyang glanced around at the scuffle in the casino and said, "I'd better help you and Mr. Mo to go to Ye Sanye's office to rest." Seeing Tan Wenque nodding, he slowly retreated to Mr. Mo's side with Tan Wenque, protecting them as they slowly moved towards the office step by step.

At this time, Chen Xiaotang just poked his head out to observe Tan Wenque's actions, and happened to see Chen Yaoyang and others retreating in the direction of the office, knowing their calculations in his heart, he quickly stood up and chased after Chen Yaoyang and others.

At this time, Han Ming was forced to retreat by Zhang Xingwang, after all, his fists were unmatched, and it was difficult to match the "Tiger Fist Blade" in Zhang Xingwang's hand. So, Han Ming took advantage of the situation to pick up a kick from the chair that had just been broken by Zhang Xingwang and hit Zhang Xingwang's arms. As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch strong, Han Ming has the protection of the chair legs, and it is not easy for Zhang Xingwang to approach him for a while.

I saw Zhang Xingwang sweep with his left hand to block a stick swung by Han Ming, and his right hand took the opportunity to quickly punch Han Ming's face. It's too late, it's too soon. Han Ming recovered the chair leg and moved sideways in front of him, just when he was hit by Zhang Xingwang's punch, there was a "crackle", and the chair leg was beaten into two knots by Zhang Xingwang's "tiger fist blade".

Zhang Xingwang didn't wait for Han Ming to react, and kicked Han Ming in the abdomen. Although this kick is powerful, it is still inferior to his punch strength. It can be seen that Zhang Xingwang's martial arts routines focus on practicing boxing rather than feet, so in the process of actual combat, if he encounters a strong opponent who specializes in his lower game, he will definitely lose if he can't pass a few moves.

Zhang Xingwang naturally had no trouble dealing with those third-rate opponents with this kick, but now he was facing Han Ming, the "Nine-Patterned Dragon" whose martial arts were ranked above him. Zhang Xingwang saw that he was about to kick Han Ming's stomach with one kick, but he took a few steps back and smoothly avoided it. Seeing that a punch or kick could not hurt Han Ming, Zhang Xingwang bit his teeth fiercely, and used the "Tiger Out of the Stream" to attack Han Ming who was retreating again.

Han Ming quickly stretched out his hands and grabbed Zhang Xingwang's strong fist. Zhang Xingwang's right hand was suddenly bound by Han Ming, and he wanted to immediately withdraw his right hand. At this time, Han Ming's hands pulled back hard, and then twisted to the right, forcibly turning Zhang Xingwang's entire body to the side, and he took the opportunity to punch Zhang Xingwang's head.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingwang's left fist suddenly hit Han Ming's right side, Han Ming was not guarded, and hurriedly withdrew to block it halfway through the punch, but he was still half a beat slower than Zhang Xingwang, and his abdomen was cut open by Zhang Xingwang's "tiger fist blade". Han Ming roared angrily, grabbed Zhang Xingwang's left fist with his right hand to defend himself, and then pushed forward with both hands, pushing Zhang Xingwang back a few steps and almost falling to the ground.

Zhang Xingwang sneered a few times, he watched Han Ming's white "student suit" be cut open by his "tiger fist blade", and the bright red blood seeped out of the "student suit", staining the edge of the gap, and said disdainfully: "How about the 'Nine Pattern Dragon', the ranking of the 'Thirteen Taibao' seems to need to be readjusted." After saying that, he laughed a few times with "haha".

Han Ming looked at Zhang Xingwang's self-esteem and didn't feel funny, he slowly unbuttoned his clothes, and said with a smile: "I don't think it's ......" After speaking, he took off his "student clothes" and threw them aside, revealing a strong muscle and continued: "Don't believe it, try it again if you don't believe it." As soon as the words fell, Han Ming reached out and touched his waist, and a pair of black "duckweed crutches" immediately appeared on his hands.

Han Ming tapped each other a few times with the "duckweed crutche" in his hand, signaling that Zhang Xingwang could do it.

Zhang Xingwang looked at the blade in Han Ming's hand and his eyes couldn't help but tremble a few times, he knew in his heart that just now he was slightly superior to Han Ming by relying on the power of a pair of "Tiger Fist Blades". Now that Han Ming has revealed his own exclusive weapon, it may not be so easy for him to take advantage of it again.

Thoughts flashed in Zhang Xingwang's mind, he clenched his fists with both hands, gritted his teeth and roared, like a tiger out of the cage hitting Han Ming.

Han Ming held the crutches of the "duckweed crutch" with both hands, and then rotated it to both sides, and he and Zhang Xingwang fought together again before stepping forward.

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