Stunning weapon

On the first day of March, it has been more than a month since spring began, but the weather in Los Angeles is still a bit chilly.Although the Martial Arts Festival held in advance made Mei Mansion extremely busy, but fortunately, it has been held several times in previous years, and the scene was orderly.

On the martial arts arena, Mei Shichang was sitting at the head, and beside him sat a young man, well-dressed, lazily lying on the back of the chair. His legs must have moved onto the table at this moment.The Martial Arts Club is held in the name of the imperial court. There is no need for martial arts competitions. The punches and kicks of the fighters on the field are very solid, without the slightest fancy. It is much uglier than the people in the martial arts world. , Naturally dismissive.

Suddenly, a figure on stage caught his attention.The previous laziness was swept away, and a few sneers appeared on the corners of his mouth.This kid came up too?

In the arena, Mo Xiaochuan looked at the strong man on the opposite side and felt a little nervous. His thighs may not be as thick as his arms, and his physical condition is obviously out of proportion.Although he also knows that his strength is much stronger than before, but due to inertia, his cognition has not changed. Facing this kind of strong man who can beat him five or six times, he can't help but hesitate, but according to Xiaosanzi's words , my identity as the young master is very useful, so I clasped my fists and said: "I am in Xiamei Shaochuan, this brother please."

Hearing the name, the strong man's eyes lit up suddenly: "You are Mei Shaochuan?"

"Exactly!"

Mo Xiaochuan thought to himself that the identity of Young Master Mei is really useful, and he was about to be polite, but the strong man rushed forward: "Haha, it's easy this time."

Before the words were finished, the man rushed forward, fisted out, and went straight to Mo Xiaochuan's door.The black fist was covered with calluses, almost as big as Mo Xiaochuan's head.Mo Xiaochuan turned his head aside, broke out in a cold sweat, and was just about to speak.The strong man attacked again, and he was dodged just now, which was beyond the strong man's expectation. He thought it was because he underestimated the enemy, so he had used seventy percent of his strength in this blow, exerting force on his feet, and his figure suddenly rose , from top to bottom, heavy punches and steep pressure.

Mo Xiaochuan was shocked, and rolled on the spot, barely dodging.The strong man's fists hit the blue bricks on the ground beside him. "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and others couldn't see clearly, but Mo Xiaochuan really saw the green brick and tortoise pattern cracked under that fist. This punch can be imagined on his lean body.

The little third son is a bastard.At this moment, Mo Xiaochuan just wanted to grab the third son and beat him up. He still wanted to win, so he rolled up and ran away.

"Mei Shaochuan, you're so useless. I just said, since you can compete with others, I can be your father..." The person who called was Situ Qing's eldest son, named Situ Xiong, Like Mei Shaochuan, he is also one of the four evils of Los Angeles. Although he is also a bully, he is not as lustful as Mei Shaochuan, so he ranks second.However, despite his notoriety, Situ Xiong disdains being with Mei Shaochuan.He hated Mei Shaochuan not because Mei Shichang and Situ Qing were on the wrong side, because of his character, he didn't care how the two old men were arguing. The main point was that he couldn't understand Mei Shaochuan bullying women.In his opinion, a woman is disobedient, beating her man, beating his father is fine, but beating a woman is so worthless.

The Situ family didn't plan to participate in this year's Martial Arts Association. This time Situ Xiong came here purely to vent his anger on his younger sister Situ Lin'er. Seeing Mei Shaochuan being beaten so hard that he ran away with his head in his arms, it was inevitable that he would gloat, so he even stood aside. Mei Shichang, who frowned tightly, also ignored it, and completely forgot that his real father was sitting here, and it was not appropriate for him to talk about his father.

Although Situ Xiong's voice was quite loud, Mo Xiaochuan turned a deaf ear to it, not because he couldn't hear it, but because he had no time to pay attention at the moment.

After being dodged by Mo Xiaochuan three times in a row, the strong man's face changed. At this moment, he finally understood that the Mei Shaochuan in front of him was completely different from the Mei Shaochuan in his impression.Although he was annoyed at the inaccurate information in his heart, his feet became stronger, his fists turned into claws, and he suddenly grabbed Mo Xiaochuan's shoulder.

Mo Xiaochuan only felt a pain in his shoulder, and he turned his head quickly. The clothes on his shoulders were ripped apart, and several openings were pulled out. His fingers were like steel, and the place where he scratched was as painful as a knife.Before Mo Xiaochuan could breathe out the pain, he was kicked in the back again, and flew out in an instant, hitting his head on the stone pillar beside the martial arts platform in front of him, and he fell unconscious immediately.

"Mei Shaochuan, don't..." Situ Xiong wanted to make trouble here, but Mei Shichang's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he said coldly: "Long-sleeved boxing, they are from Liang, protect Mr. Situ " After finishing speaking, he put his palm on the table, and his fat body became lighter, and quickly jumped over the table and rushed to the competition arena.

"Do it!" A voice came out from nowhere, and there was a commotion in the crowd below. In an instant, more than ten people with weapons rushed towards Mei Shichang.The long swords of the guards guarding all around were unsheathed, and the well-trained them found their opponents without ordering each other. Xumijian, the martial arts competition field of the Martial Arts Association, turned into a life-and-death arena.

Mei Shichang grabbed a long spear from the side, forced the strong man back, came to Mo Xiaochuan's side, and helped him up, only to see that Mo Xiaochuan's chest was heaving violently, and he had woken up with not much bleeding on his forehead , Seeing that the shock seemed to be more severe than the impact, Mei Shichang felt relieved.

The situation was very chaotic, but the guards gradually heard the news, and the number was increasing. It was only a matter of time before the situation was brought under control.But the servant next to him was terrified, and ran towards the backyard of Mei Mansion in a panic, reporting to Steward Wang.

In front of the gate of the ancestral hall in the backyard, two guards fell silently, and then a figure quietly pushed open the gate of the ancestral hall, checked carefully to make sure that there were no other guards around, and then rushed to the back hall, staring at the gate of the ancestral hall. on the sword stuck in the stone.This figure was petite, and it was the girl Xiaoyao who had been by Mo Xiaochuan's side all this time.

She frowned slightly, bent down, and hugged the stone, feeling extremely heavy, no matter how hard her arms were, the stone remained motionless, as if it had grown on the ground.

Xiaoyao was in shock. She originally wanted to take the stone away and make plans after leaving the Mei Mansion, but she didn't expect it to be so heavy. After turning around twice, she stretched out her hand and grasped the hilt of the sword, thinking, Mr. Mei If Chuanba came out, he might not be able to do it himself. However, the lesson from last time was still fresh in his memory, and he had enough skill this time when he made a move.

"Zheng!!!"

The unexpected smoothness made the girl calm down, she retreated more than ten steps in a row, and her back hit the wall heavily, making a muffled sound.Afterwards, she heard a rush of footsteps outside, Xiaoyao was startled, she didn't have time to think about why this time, she could only explain it by the fact that the sword was pulled out last time and became loose.

After quickly wrapping the sword in a cloth, he quickly fled the ancestral hall.

Just as the girl left, a few people walked out of the dark room on the back wall of the ancestral hall. The leader was fair-skinned and without a beard. He was Steward Wang.

"Follow her."

Steward Wang's voice fell, and he stood behind him and chased the girl away.At the same time, a family from outside the door rushed in: "Butler Wang has an accident..."

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The martial arts competition field of the Martial Arts Club, the situation has been brought under control at this moment, Liang Guoren was forced into a corner, and the guards surrounded him tightly. Although the guards of the Mei Mansion still suffered the most casualties, it was inevitable that these people would be captured. ,

The guards around Mei Shichang stood with swords, protecting Mei Shichang and Mo Xiaochuan in the center. The two guards dropped their long swords and stepped forward to help Mei Shichang lift Mo Xiaochuan up. Just as they were about to evacuate, suddenly, One of the guards took out a dagger from his pocket and stabbed it at Mei Shichang's chest.

Like Mei Shichang, who went from the bottom of the army to become the leader of one party, of course it has something to do with the huge financial support behind it, but his own martial arts are not weak.With quick eyes and quick hands, when the cold light flashed, the fat hand tightly grasped the opponent's wrist, slammed forward, and the shoulder bumped forward. The guard who made the surprise attack obviously didn't expect to be countered by the fat man so suddenly, and was immediately hit. flew out.

What Mei Shichang didn't expect was that there was not only one guard attacking him, another person beside him had already jumped on him and stabbed him in the back with a dagger.

Mei Shichang sensed the sound of the wind behind him, and without looking back, he hit back with his thick palm.

"boom!"

When the two palms intersected, Mei Shichang was startled, he felt a huge force coming from the opponent's palm, and he was shaken away, and the dagger did not stop at all, and hit directly.

Mei Shichang's complexion changed drastically, he wanted to hide, but it was too late, suddenly, his collar tightened, and he was dragged aside.The man stabbed in the air, and was taken aback for a moment, only to see Young Master Mei, whose face was covered in blood, who was still in a daze just now, staring at him with wide eyes, his hands still in the posture of pulling away Mei Shichang, trembling slightly, I don't know if it was because of fright Still angry.

Mei Shichang is now beside the other guards.Looking at Mei Shichang who was protected by the guards, the man was so angry that he raised his foot and stepped on Mo Xiaochuan's chest.

Mo Xiaochuan was furious. Ever since he came to Mei's house, he had been living in fear every day. Finally, he had hoped to leave today through the Martial Arts Association, but he was beaten up by the strong black man first, and then bullied by the guards. It's time for a sheep to bite, not to mention that Mo Xiaochuan is not a weak person.

Before the soles of his feet fell down, Mo Xiaochuan suddenly turned over, wrapped his arms around, and hugged the man's legs tightly, his body spun quickly, using the discus throwing move he used to do in school, and turned around in the blink of an eye. After more than ten laps, he loosened his hands, "Huh!" The man wearing more than ten kilograms of armor was thrown out and hit the wall behind Situ Xiong...

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by the sound, Situ Xiong, who was splashed with blood all over his body, stood up in shock. Looking back, he saw that half of the man's head had been knocked off, his neck was almost squeezed into the abdominal cavity, and he fell softly to the ground, even twitching. save.

"Mother!" Situ Xiong gaped from ear to ear in surprise, is this Mei Shaochuan still that Mei Shaochuan?

Almost at the same time, everyone in the field focused their eyes on Mo Xiaochuan, especially the black and strong man, who was stunned there. If he had just been tricked by this... just thinking about it makes him feel scared.Mei Shichang looked at his "son" with complicated eyes, his brows were furrowed tightly, whether it was a blessing or a curse to have this son, he felt a little uncertain...

Steward Wang, who just arrived, also saw this scene in his eyes, but his face was cold, his fists were clenched, he stared at Mo Xiaochuan twice, turned his head and left without saying a word.

No one noticed that at the same time Steward Wang was leaving, a man huddled in the crowd was staring at Steward Wang's figure, with a trace of surprise and fear on his face, his face was changing, he frowned and thought for a moment, and then quietly disappeared. up...