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Chapter 38 The Big Sister Changle - Cao Yanjun

Chapter 38 The Big Sister Changle - Cao Yanjun
That night, a western restaurant.

A tall, gentleman-looking white man in a shirt and trousers was cleaning the table.

"Boss, this is today's newspaper."

The burly white man handed the tablecloth to the waiter, "Yasuna, I'll leave the rest to you."

"Okay, boss."

The burly white man wiped his hands and took the newspaper. The first thing he saw was the photo of Franky punching A on the newspaper.

"Hey, it's Franky, he actually went to participate in this fighting competition?!"

Poured himself a glass of red wine, and the strong white man sobered up gracefully.

"That's right. After all, he was born in black boxing, and he just wanted to set up a factory here." The strong white man took a sip of his drink, and aftertaste, the wine was bright and translucent, as red as blood.

"I'm here to make a lot of money. What do you call it in their local dialect? Yes, it's an interesting way of saying it."

……

In the next few days, the impact of the competition became more and more intense.

Yau Ma Tei is on the site of [Spring and Autumn Chamber of Commerce], no gambling stalls are allowed to exist.

But in other places, many powerful bigwigs opened their bets.

In the past few days, although there are some small masters, there are no outstanding figures.

There are even some opponents who rely entirely on blood and courage to fight the eight punches, and then there is no winner until the end of the three rounds, and they can only go to overtime.

In that match, both of them were very stubborn, and no one opened their mouths to admit defeat.

The audience was also very excited to watch, but it was not attractive to Hong Kang.

What he expects is a real master!

……

The ninth day.

There will be Hong Kang's game today, in the ninth game.

But it is not this that has all the audience discussing enthusiastically today.

"I heard that there will be a woman on stage today?!" A person said mysteriously.

"Women? No way? Women come to participate in this kind of competition??" Some people didn't believe it. "Where did you get the news?"

"Believe it or not, my fourth uncle's son's cousin's neighbor's daughter happens to be a conductor here."

"Women are here to play, I wonder if the organizer will arrange a weaker opponent?"

"..."

"The first match, [Changle: Cao Yanjun] vs [Golden Tiger: Zhao Jinhu]!!"

Cao Yanjun was wearing a purple Tang suit today, and she looked very calm, even though she saw that her opponent was a burly man.

She was calm, but Zhao Jinhu's face was stinky.

Zhao Jinhu thought he would have a strong opponent today, but unexpectedly a woman came, what a bad luck!
However, there are also knowledgeable people discussing in low voices: "Changle? Is that Changle?"

"Aren't they alone? They actually sent a woman to fight!"

Zhao Jinhu yelled: "Hey, you bitch, you should quickly admit defeat! When the fight really starts, I will not show mercy to you, Mr. Zhao."

Cao Yanjun said lightly: "You don't have to show mercy."

"Hey! You bitch, why don't you know what's good and what's wrong?" Zhao Jinhu said angrily, "I'll break your tender face later, Master Zhao doesn't care."

Cao Yanjun said in his heart: "This rough guy has a good heart."

Cao Yanjun said, "I'll give you a chance."

Zhao Jinhu was taken aback: "What opportunity?"

Cao Yanjun said: "If you lose this round, how about doing things for me in the future?"

Zhao Jinhu laughed back angrily: "What if you lose?"

Cao Yanjun said: "If I lose, I will provide you with the management rights of a bar."

Zhao Jinhu was overjoyed: "Okay, this is what you said, don't go back on your word!"

Cao Yanjun said: "Once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow."

There are people discussing below.

"Is Zhao Jinhu stupid? Can't he hear it? No matter whether he wins or loses, he will do things for that woman."

His companion said suddenly: "Perhaps he pretends to be ignorant while pretending to understand!"

"Uh, yes! This woman is still very seductive." The man who spoke earlier said. "Damn, is this guy such a thug??"

game whistle blows
"Beep!"

Zhao Jinhu put his posture in place and raised his chin: "Master Zhao is not bullying you, you should attack first!"

Cao Yanjun was not dissatisfied with being underestimated, and his tone was still flat: "Okay."

Say it.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and instantly became sharp, with a forceful aura.

The hands come out of the spring to exert force, the legs come out of the dantian to exert force, the hands and feet cooperate with each other, and the up and down echo to form the overall strength of the whole body.

"Ding, Kick, Turn, Point, Kick, Wrong, Kick, Grind."

Cao Yanjun's eight leg movements almost covered Zhao Jinhu's whole body through changes in different directions such as front and rear, left and right, straight and oblique.

The so-called: as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one!

Cao Yanjun's kicks are short and powerful, and he is obviously a master of kicks.

"Good legwork!"

Even though Zhao Jinhu knew that he had lost his eyes, he still gave a big praise.

His hands were clawed, and his feet kept moving.

He just blocked Cao Yanjun's series of kicks.

Cao Yanjun retracted his feet and stood on his side, chuckled and said, "Cat's claw??"

"It's Tiger Claw!!"

Zhao Jinhu was out of breath and shouted angrily.

He tore the wind with both hands, and attacked Cao Yanjun fiercely.

This bitch intends to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but she can't be allowed to succeed!
"Tigers come down the mountain!"

Zhao Jinhu roared and rushed over.

Cao Yanjun caught him with both hands, borrowed the opponent's moves and moved forward, exerted strength on his feet, and borrowed the opponent's strength to move forward.

To connect, to borrow.

One after another, one after another.

"The two legs are like a row of cannons, and the transition is as flexible as the palm of the arm."

Cao Yanjun's Qi fist is long and continuous, and his strength and movements are coordinated internally and externally.

Sometimes hard and sometimes soft, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow, sometimes rising and sometimes falling.

The beating made Zhao Jinhu feel a sense of irritability all over his body.

Hong Kang looked at Cao Yanjun's legwork, he stored first and then sent, the storage must be sufficient, the release must be punchy, the force should be active, and the force point should be accurate.

"Father, this Cao Yanjun is using [Poke Foot], right?!"

"Hands are like bows, and kicks are like springs." Hong Zhennan nodded and said, "This girl uses [poking feet] kung fu! And her skills are not weak."

"Who do you think will win?"

Hong Kang stood still for a moment, and said, "Mr. Cao Yan."

Then he explained: "Although she is a woman, her strength is long, and her breathing has not been disordered, and her breathing is still rhythmic; on the other hand, Zhao Jinhu is more than fierce, but not soft enough, and her breath is still messy."

Sure enough, Cao Yanjun saw the opportunity, turned over and stomped his feet to change the running style, and sacrificed a killer move.

"The tiger turns around and takes the lead."

Her toes touched Zhao Jinhu's throat.

"Master Zhao, you lost."

Listening to Cao Yanjun's soft words, as soon as he lowered his head, he felt the tip of his toe pressing against his throat.

Feeling the faint sense of oppression, cold sweat oozed from Zhao Jinhu's forehead.

Zhao Jinhu is also very bachelor: "Okay, I will follow you from now on."

However, Cao Yanjun's foot still pressed against his throat.

Zhao Jinhu swallowed: "Jun... Miss Jun."

Hearing the honorifics, Cao Yanjun gently retracted his feet.

……

(End of this chapter)

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