Need for a Guard

"Oh?"

Seeing Shi Yue looking over with piercing eyes, Yan Jing knew what plan he had secretly planned, so she regained her spirits and said with a smile: "Shi Qianhu's words won my heart! My heart is won!"

"That... Xiao Maozi, quickly bring up my hundred prison battalion, I will immediately strengthen my body and become a martial arts master.|i^"

Fu Wang was so angry with Yan Jing that he wanted to vomit blood.

This little emperor really doesn't give my uncle face at all!

Ben Wang and Xiao Yan are two heavyweight figures, if you ask the guards to catch up with each other and perform martial arts, you will treat it as fart!Why does this little Qianhu speak casually and ask you to catch the right martial arts, and you arrange it with great fanfare, and you still look radiant?

Dogs look down on people!

"Prime Minister Xiao!" Fu Wang blushed and turned sideways to Baldy Xiao angrily, "The little emperor didn't take you seriously!"

Xiao Tuzi didn't know how many times he had been hurt, he didn't care at all, he just sneered and said: "I am a courtier, and it is right for the emperor not to take me seriously, but King Fu is the master of the south of the Yangtze River, how can the emperor sweep you away?" What about my face! I'm so shocked!"

Shock your grandma with a paw!

King Fu actually hated even the little emperor at this moment, isn't that eunuch Mao not the emperor's confidant?Little eunuch, the fox is pretending to be the tiger, and this king will clean up with you.

After a while, Xiao Guizi rushed to the shore with the guards from Baijianying, took a small boat, and carried them onto the dragon boat one after another.

The dragon boat is huge, with a hundred people sitting on it, it still feels very empty.

"Little Guizi, listen, I'm going to practice martial arts today, so cheer me up. You guys will catch up with me one after another and fight each other. Whoever is better at martial arts, I will learn a few tricks from him. Hurry up! Practice martial arts! Perform martial arts!" Yan Jing sat on the chair and pointed.

Xiao Guizi is a little confused!

Why is the little emperor so inconsistent with the preface?If you want to learn martial arts, you don't need us to teach you tricks?Xiao Maozi, Shi Qianhu, which one is better than the eunuchs and guards in Baijianying?

"Xiao Guizi, you're dawdling, what are you thinking? Why don't you catch the right one?"

Sanmao rushed over, waving his thin arms, and grinned at Xiao Guizi, "Pick out those powerful guards, let Fu Wang open his eyes, Fu Wang has never seen the world, and he is anxious._!~;"

puff!

King Fu spewed out a sip of tea—you fucked little Gayazi, saying that this king has never seen the world?This king eats more salt than you eat. You really are not a son of man. Fuck you, I will teach you a good lesson in a while.

In a fit of rage, he called Wei Zhao over again, and muttered aloud, Wei Zhao agreed with an aggrieved face.

Xiao Guizi was extremely busy, and hastily divided the bodyguards into two groups, catching up with each other and performing martial arts, whoever loses, they will be replaced by another person, and fight again.

It's just that the murderous intent of using knives and guns is too heavy, and only fists and feet are facing each other, but the fight is still exhilarating.

"Good! Well played!"

Yanjing looked refreshed, her buttocks seemed to grow horns, she couldn't sit still, she gesticulated with the guards indiscriminately, applauding again and again.

Huang Huan, Wei Zhao, Black and White Wuchang and others all showed contempt in their eyes, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

Tian Fen and Lei Dong sat there steadily, without showing any signs of expression.

These guys are all first-class masters. Seeing a group of three-legged cat guards gesturing there, they can't help feeling like watching clowns fight.

Especially Huang Huan, with his eyes above the top, actually regarded these guards as ants!

When it comes to knives, guns and sticks, he may be able to put away a little bit of wildness, but when it comes to close combat, he is unmatched, at least in his eyes, it is so!

"What trick are you going to do again?"

Yan Tong looked at Shi Yue and applauded him, couldn't help pinching his waist secretly, and said coquettishly: "Say! What are you thinking? Are you going to play tricks on my brother again? Can you Really bad!"

"What are you doing playing tricks on King Fu? There's nothing good about being angry with a child." Shi Yue whispered into his ear, laughing and joking.

"Hate it, don't talk so close to me."

Yan Tong's ears were itchy, soft to the bone, and hurriedly moved a little further away from Shi Yue, before spitting coquettishly, "You treat the emperor as a child? Shameless, what on earth do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? Isn't it to save you?" Shi Yue said with certainty.

"Save me?" Yan Tong was completely puzzled.

"That's right!"

Shi Yue's cunning eyes swept across Huang Huan's face, and he secretly shook Yan Tong's soft little hand with his big hand, jokingly said, "I'm a scavenger!"

"What scavenger? It's so ugly!"

Shi Yue's gaze just now made Yan Tong understand Shi Yue's ultimate goal, his heart was warm, his face flushed, and he said softly: "Then you have to be careful, don't be cleared by others."

unlucky!

Shi Yue pursed his lips in resentment, made a look, and asked San Mao to come to him, and whispered a few words to him, San Mao's face lit up, and he hurriedly agreed.

Seeing Yan Jing yelling at the guards, so excited that he was in a mess, Fu Wang snorted disdainfully, "Sit in the well and watch the sky!"

"stop!"

Yanjing told the guards to stop fighting, and smiled back, "What advice does the emperor have?"

Fu Wang said: "Your Majesty, although your guards are powerful, they seem to be unrefined. How about letting Wei Zhao and Huang Huan give some pointers?"

Yan Jing smiled and said, "Uncle Huang is willing to let someone come forward to give advice, it is naturally very good."

Huang Huan stood proudly on the splint, pointed at the guards of the Baijian Camp, and hummed: "You go in groups of ten, and let you see what close combat is."

Xiao Guizi was furious: This fellow is so arrogant!

Yan Jing narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "Just as Huang Zhuangshi said, a group of ten people will catch each other and fight each other."

The ten guards of the Baijian Battalion were dissatisfied and rushed forward.

Shi Yue stared closely at Huang Huan, observing his every move.

Huang Huan took his time, saw the first guard rushing up, grabbed his belt with one hand, pinched his chest with one hand, lifted his whole body into the air, and fell down desperately.

boom!

The guard fell on the plywood, fell so badly that he passed out instantly.

What a catch!

At this moment, Shi Yue is even more convinced that Huang Huan's martial arts must have originated from Mongolian wrestling, and got its essence, and it is definitely not the kind of superficial knowledge that ordinary gangsters appreciate.

Damn!

pain……

In a split second, Huang Huan repeatedly used ruthless kungfu such as grabbing, hugging, throwing over the shoulder, and unloading his arms, all of which defeated the enemy with one move.

After one round, all the bodyguards of the mission fell to the ground and rolled, either fainted to death, or their tendons were broken, and none of them could stand up.

Fu Wang, He Dan and others clapped their hands and applauded, "Good! Great fight! Wonderful fight!"

Fu Wang seemed to let out a bad breath, and laughed triumphantly, "Your Majesty, have you seen it? This is real kung fu. Governing the country is not based on lip service, but on the fact that your fists are hard enough and your strength is strong enough!"

"good very good!"

Yanjing's complexion changed a few times, and finally put on an open-minded face of being taught, and said with a smile: "Fu Wang is right, I have been taught! Huang Zhuang is really mighty, and I will definitely reward you very soon."

Huang Huan looked proud, and snorted: "Guys, who dares to fight me?" Looking at Shi Yue, there was a strong sense of provocation.