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Chapter 8 Ancient Muay Thai, fighting skills!

Outside Fulong Building.

Guilaowen pointed to the sixteenth floor, chewing on the fried three treasures he bought when he got off the car just now, and said:

"That guy Luo Rong is very wealthy, he rented out the entire [-]th floor, and his office is at the innermost, and the surrounding passages are all blocked, so he can only enter from the outermost.

I said pretty boy, there are only six of us, okay? "

Yang Sheng raised his chin, squinted his eyes and said: "Before I told you that life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor depend on the sky.

But where does this wealth come from?It was not given by God, but by us fighting with our own lives!
Some people say that if you have a good life, you will be rich and prosperous, and if you have an ugly life, you will be rich and prosperous.

However, if you don't give it a try, how will you know what your fate will be?

I've already arrived here, is it possible to turn back? "

With that said, Yang Sheng walked straight towards Fulong Building.

Guilaowen was stunned for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he followed Yang Sheng.

The four behind them looked at each other and followed closely.

It was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but there were still many people working overtime in an office building like Fulong Building, so there was a front desk lady dozing off while on duty.

Seeing several people coming in, the front desk lady quickly stood up and asked, "Gentlemen, which company are you going to, and please register."

Yang Sheng winked at Guilaowen, which is the most suitable occasion for Guilaowen.

A bright smile appeared on Guilaowen's face, and he said in a gentle voice, "We are here to find Brother Rong from the [-]th floor... oh, it's Boss Luo from Rongchang Financial Company.

Miss, we have some urgent business with Brother Rong, can you accommodate me?Don't worry, we'll be down soon. "

Guilaowen's face, which resembles a small oriental plum, is very deceptive. Being watched by his gentle eyes, his heart almost melts.

And she also heard that Boss Luo on the [-]th floor doesn't seem to be a good person, and messy people often come to him.

Some people get angry when they are stopped, and the reasons for registering are also messy.

So the front desk lady didn't insist, she just blushed and pointed inside and said, "Then go in, the two innermost elevators lead to the sixteenth floor."

Guilaowen nodded, and the smile on his face disappeared the moment he turned around, and the speed of changing his face was amazing.

Seeing this scene, Yang Sheng couldn't help thinking to himself, this guy is so suitable to be an actor, he doesn't even need wireless training classes for his acting skills.

Of course, the premise is that he can restrain himself from killing the director.

The elevator slowly reached the sixteenth floor.

As soon as the door was opened, the signboard of Rongchang Financial Company and two younger brothers who were smoking at night were greeted.

Seeing Yang Sheng and the others, one of the younger brothers frowned and said, "Where did you come from? Do you understand the rules?

Brother Rong has already gone to bed, and the company's accountants are off work. Whether it is borrowing money or paying back money, they will come back tomorrow. "

As the younger brother was talking, he found that Yang Sheng's pace didn't stop at all, and he was still walking towards him with big strides.

Just as he felt that something was wrong, Yang Sheng slapped him directly on the head, clasped it tightly like an iron hoop, and slammed it hard towards the wall behind him!
There was a loud bang, blood splashed everywhere in an instant, and the little boy slid down against the wall, dying instantly.

Before the other younger brother could yell out, the [-]th army thorn in Guilaowen's hand had already been inserted into his abdomen, and turned around fiercely.

At this time, Guilaowen still had a smile on his face, still so bright, but it was full of bloodthirsty madness!
The movement at the door caught the attention of Luo Rong's subordinates.

Those who were still playing cards and drinking picked up the guys and pushed the door out, but some of the subordinates were asleep and had no time to react.

"Kill in!"

The doors around the corridors of the building were all opened wide, and all the boys rushed out. At a glance, there were dozens of people.

A thick fire ax slashed at him head-on, Yang Sheng stepped on the gossip buckle and swayed to one side, easily dodging the axe.

At the same time, the three-edged thorn in his hand stabbed fiercely into the opponent's rib, pulled it out instantly, and pushed it aside with his left hand.

When the man fell to the ground, blood gushed out instantly.

Taking a big step, two sharp knives stabbed at Yang Sheng's chest at the same time.

Yang Sheng's spine tensed instantly, like a fully drawn longbow popping out instantly!

The second strike came first, Yang Sheng passed through the middle of the two daggers in a thrilling way, the three-edged stab with his right hand pierced the abdomen of the man on the right, his left hand climbed onto the left arm of the other man like a spirit snake, and twisted it fiercely!
In an instant, the opponent's arm was twisted off, and he fell down screaming.

Behind the two of them, a younger brother holding a machete was pale. Before the knife could even be cut off, why did the two in front fall down?
When he was in a daze, a sharp whip kick had already come to him, kicking him out directly, and his teeth were splashed with blood.

The heart stops and the hands don't stop.

After Yang Sheng took these few steps, there was no one around him who could stand.

That kind of bravery is also exciting, Guilaowen and others slashed and killed around him frantically.

Although Guilaowen is holding a [-]th Army thorn, what he uses is the authentic Wing Chun Eight Cutting Knife.

Stab, mark, peck, pick, shoulder, spread, reverse, chop.

Two handles and three army thorns danced in his hands continuously, each stab was bound to be bloody, which really complied with the saying in the eight-cutting sword technique: the sword has no double strikes, and the stick has no double sounds.

Although his Wing Chun master was unreliable back then, the Ba Zhan Dao is very authentic.

Although this southern style of sword technique is not suitable for open and close battlefields, it can exert great power in single fights and narrow street fights.

The leopard head in the back was dancing wildly with his alloy baseball bat. Although there was no trick, each stick was heavy and powerful, very scary.

Dilu stood next to him with a dog-leg knife and calmly covered it. Seeing that someone was about to sneak attack by taking advantage of the leopard's negligence, he took the knife and chopped it up.

And the other two younger brothers were also aroused bloody, and their shots were crazy and fierce, as if they were desperate.

All Luo Rong's younger brothers in Fulong Mansion together amounted to hundreds of people.

But in this narrow corridor, they couldn't use it. The six of Yang Sheng were enough to block the entire corridor, and they would definitely not face more than ten people at the same time.

So with all this effort, they really made them all the way to Luo Rong's office.

A younger brother hurriedly pushed open the door of Luo Rong's office, and shouted in a panic: "Brother Rong is not good! Someone came in!"

Luo Rong put on a piece of clothing, and walked out of the inner bedroom violently.

"Where are the halls? How many people are there?"

The younger brother quickly shook his head and said, "I don't know, there are only six people."

Luo Rong immediately cursed: "Six people scare you into such a virtue? Trash! Ah Hui!"

The door next to it was pushed open, Nan Shanhu wrapped white linen cloth around his hands, and said expressionlessly: "Understood Boss, I will solve it, and I won't disturb you sleeping, Boss."

Luo Rong sat back on the boss chair in the office, opened the safe next to him, took out a bunch of documents and read them while muttering:

"When you're old, it's not so easy to fall asleep when you're woken up.

Oh shit!

No matter which club they belong to, I'll kill them all! "

Yaohui nodded, and pulled out a strange dagger from his waist.

The handle of the dagger was in the shape of a tiger, with spikes standing upright, and the blade was a long and narrow dagger, shining with a cold edge.

Yaohui held the knife in his backhand, pushed away the younger brothers who were blocking in front of him, and walked towards Yang Sheng and the others.

"Brother Hui is here! Get out of the way!"

Yang Sheng looked up, and suddenly felt a gloomy and cold breath rushing towards his face.

There was no expression on Yaohui's face, and he didn't slash over with a knife like other AAP boys.

But the gaze he looked at Yang Sheng was extremely cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Pretty boy, be careful! This guy is Nanshan Hu Yaohui, and he is not comparable to ordinary egg powder.

Two years ago in Japan, this guy killed more than 100 people in the Kawada Club by himself, opened up the A-cargo channel for Luo Rong in Japan, and the gang of devils who killed them almost called the police.

It is said that as early as ten years ago, Luo Rong sent him to Thailand at a high price to learn ancient Muay Thai from the Thai boxing champion Songdi Xu Daji.

This guy is not the Dansan muay thai master I worshiped before. Ancient muay thai is not for fighting in the ring, but for killing people! "

As soon as Guilaowen's voice fell, Yaohui stepped forward, and his figure was already rushing towards him at a high speed.

The right fist smashed down, and the sharp spikes on the knuckles instantly magnified in front of Yang Sheng's eyes.

Yang Sheng instantly grasped the triangular thorn in his hand, raised the saber to block it, and only heard a "Zheng" sound, and the two of them felt a huge force at the same time.

The next moment, Yaohui's waist twisted, and his right leg struck like a long whip, kicking Yang Sheng's temple straight!

When the dark wind hit, Yang Sheng advanced instead of retreating, leaning towards Yaohui's arms.

Moved his left arm, let go of the strength of that leg, held Mitsubishi's right fist and slammed it fiercely at Yaohui's right leg!

Make progress!
This punch is like a heavy hammer, if it hits Yaohui's right leg, it will be disabled.

But at the critical moment, Yaohui turned his legs into knees and ruthlessly pressed against Yang Sheng's right fist.

Yang Sheng's fist seemed to be hitting a steel plate, and his arm went numb instantly.

Yaohui acted as if nothing had happened, his fists and knees struck like a gust of wind and rain, and Yang Sheng was instantly dodged a few steps away.

The triangular thorn is used for instant killing, and its changes are far inferior to the knuckles in Yaohui's hand.

And this strange weapon is simply perfect for Muay Thai.

Immediately after a punch, stabbing, picking, wiping, and chopping with a backhand knife is extremely vicious.

Compared with the Vietnamese boy Ruan Feng, Yaohui is obviously more difficult to deal with.

This guy is not practicing kung fu, but ancient muay thai, killing skills.

Muay Thai is known as the eight-armed boxing technique. It can fight against the opponent with both fists, legs, elbows, and knees.

In recent years, after Muay Thai has been integrated with Western boxing, it has gained a certain reputation all over the world. Many people in the Hong Kong community have asked their younger brothers to learn Muay Thai, such as Uncle Wen, the big brother of Guilowen.

But this kind of Muay Thai is more suitable for the ring, while Yaohui learned ancient Muay Thai.

This kind of fighting technique, developed since ancient times, can be traced back to the Sukhothai Kingdom of Siam, which abandoned all the rules of the arena, and pursued the ultimate lethality, and even some aspects were extremely primitive, even teeth could be used as weapons.

Just now, Yaohui was not as indifferent as he made out when he took Yang Sheng's block and punch.

At least Yang Sheng can clearly feel that Yaohui's right leg is obviously slower than his left leg, but he doesn't seem to feel any pain, and he can still fight crazily. His endurance is more suitable for muay thai.

(End of this chapter)