The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 13 The Five Tigers Raise Their White Eyebrows

Qiu Ying on the second floor leaned on the railing.

Shaking the red wine glass, he just watched the scuffle below.

"[Hong Quan], [Ba Gua Palm], [Great Sage Pi Hang Fist], yo ho, they are all people with real kung fu!!"

"Hey! It turns out that you, Officer Fei Bo, are here too! It's a pleasure to meet you, would you like to come up for a drink?!"

I am~
So arrogant! ?
Pang Kaibo cursed in circles in his heart.

On the face, he responded with a smile: "Boss Qiu, I'm sorry! I may not have a chance today. I received a report that someone here is engaged in illegal activities. You need to go back with me to deal with it."

Qiu Ying said casually: "Everyone knows that I like to do good things the most! My subordinates are also good people who abide by the law! Officer, you must have been deceived."

"How about this, I'll be the host, a few brothers, let's all have a drink together, and just clarify the matter!"

"This time, I may have to live up to Boss Qiu's kindness. I must take him away."

Pang Kaibo took out a blank piece of paper from his pocket, raised his hand and said, "I got an arrest warrant from my boss."

Qiu Ying's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Hmph, you don't have to drink a toast. You're just a bad guy, don't be shameless!!"

"You think these few people can threaten me?!"

No matter whether Pang Kaibo came with an arrest warrant or not, and whether his subordinates really left something behind when they did something, Qiu Ying would never agree to him taking people away.

On Hong Kong Island, going out to hang out is a matter of face.

Pang Kaibo, Hong Zhennan and the others rushed in and turned their situation upside down.

If he could still take away his subordinates safely, he wouldn't have to mess around.

Hearing this, Pang Kaibo squinted his small eyes, looked around, and pouted.

It means: Your subordinates are almost finished, and you are still talking here! ?
"Hmph. No matter what kind of kung fu, it is important to start from the ground, and it is a taboo to lift your body into the air."

Qiu Ying suddenly talked about kung fu.

Then he said sullenly, "Do you think it is difficult to deal with them?!"

"Hit me hard!!"

Qiu Ying suddenly roared violently, and dozens of glass wine bottles flew out from behind him.

They didn't specifically aim at Hong Zhennan and the others, but just kept throwing them like raindrops.

"Crack crackle crackle..."

"Crack crackle crackle..."

The sound of wine bottles breaking was endless.

After a while, the ground on the first floor was covered with broken glass.

Pang Kaibo still couldn't understand, but when he looked upstairs and at the few people fighting, his eyes suddenly opened.

He immediately understood the purpose of Qiu Ying's move.

"Anan, be careful on the ground! It's all broken glass."

After knocking down the enemy with a casual blow, Hong Zhennan heard Pang Kaibo's voice.

At this time, Luo Zitao and Hong Meifang also gathered beside Hong Zhennan.

"Xiaodao, come back first!"

After hearing Qiu Ying's order, Jia Xinbin jumped back after a straight stab.

"Old Zheng."

Zheng Zixuan also put away the saber.

Qiu Ying looked at the boys who had collapsed in a large area on the first floor, his eyes did not change at all.

"You guys are really good at kung fu. Are you interested in coming to my [White Eyebrow Club] to do things? I will provide you with delicious food, spicy food, and beautiful things!!"

Hong Zhennan snorted: "You still want to recruit us? You know, we just knocked on the door and swept your face."

Qiu Ying said: "If a few of you join the [White Eyebrow Society], then they will naturally be your own people. I have always been very tolerant towards my own people."

Hong Zhennan said again: "You don't care what your subordinates think?"

Qiu Ying smiled evilly: "The skills are not as good as others, so what is there to say."

Luo Zitao pointed at him: "Hey, if you say that now, aren't you afraid that your subordinates will be chilled?"

Qiu Ying said: "In this association, it has always been the case that the capable go up and the mediocre go down, and it will be the same after everyone joins."

Zheng Zixuan said: "You won't get loyal subordinates like this."

"loyalty?"

Qiu Ying muttered these two words in a low voice, as if touched by something.

After that, his expression suddenly sank, instead of the weird smile just now.

thump.

thump.

thump.

He tapped the wine glass against the railing.

"Okay, I don't have that leisure time anymore. In a word, do you agree to join?"

Facing Qiu Ying who suddenly turned cold, they only thought he was eccentric and moody.

Without answering, Hong Zhennan silently put on a punch.

"Hmph, I don't know how to flatter you."

Qiu Ying pointed his finger, and said lightly: "Give it to me."

I saw a group of knife-handlers dressed in black pouring out upstairs. Looking carefully, all of them were young, strong and fierce.

Luo Zitao said in a low voice: "Hey, this battle is not easy!"

They beat so many people just now, and they have consumed most of their energy.

and,

Luo Zitao kicked the shards of glass under his feet, looked at the black cloth shoes of himself and the others, and at the hard rubber shoes on the other party's feet, his face darkened suddenly.

Cursed: "I am! This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is playing dirty tricks!!"

Several people have rich experience and are aware of the gap between the two sides.

They don't know how to fly over walls.

When punching, you need to borrow strength on the ground.

Now the ground is full of glass shards, which have a great impact on them, but the other party is wearing hard rubber shoes, so they are not afraid of these shards at all.

In this way, as the strength of the opponent increases and the strength of one's own decreases, their advantage is forcibly weakened by almost half.

Zheng Zixuan was also yelling: "It's counting!! This guy doesn't talk about martial arts."

Luo Zitao's face darkened: "He's from the green forest, why don't you talk about martial arts?"

Qiu Ying grinned and said, "How is it? Did you find out? Do you feel like your hands are restrained? Are you feeling aggrieved and want to punch me in the face?"

Suddenly his face turned cold: "Then, let's wait until you can come to me!"

Qiu Ying sneered and looked at the few people below who were grimacing, feeling very happy.

He is also a martial arts practitioner, so he naturally understands how much his kung fu will be weakened in the face of this situation.

He had suffered this before.

On the one hand, you have to pay attention to your feet, and on the other hand, you have to deal with attacks from all directions.

Qiu Ying thought to himself: "Unless...it is the legendary master of strength transformation, Yimai exchange blood, has a body of horizontal training..."

Shaking his head, there are only a few people in the legend, such as masters of energy transformation!

Where is that easy!

"Xiaodao, you go too!"

Holding the dagger upside down, Jia Xinbin walked forward step by step.

Stepping on the shards of glass made a "snapping" sound.

Zheng Zixuan's face was ugly, because he noticed that Jia Xinbin was wearing a pair of cowhide boots with thick soles.

Stepping on the shards of glass, crushing it even more finely, but the cowhide boots were intact.

Really a good pair of boots!
Looking at his black cloth shoes with three-ply soles, Zheng Zixuan's face was stinky.

The two were evenly matched just now, but now...

The situation seems to have suddenly become unfavorable...

(End of this chapter)