country warlock

"Hey, there are quite a lot of beauties here," the man yelled, "Xiao An, who is that Korean star Song Hye-jung? Is it the one with the most revealing clothes? I'm so stupid, she's so coquettishly dressed. , it must kill someone in bed."

This man is naturally Song Qian'an's cousin Song Kui. Seeing that Song Huizhen's face was flushed by what he said, he couldn't help laughing proudly. After laughing a few times, he found that no one responded, and the faces of the people opposite were all sullen. Needless to say, Xiao Xiong and Xiao An on my side were also stern and silent, only the martial arts coach of the main team that I invited showed a smile.

"Fuck, keep your mouth clean!" The furious Niu Chengzhi roared and was about to step forward to fight, but suddenly felt his shoulders tightened and he was dragged back more than one meter. When he looked back, it was Qin Feng stopped his impulse.

Qin Feng let go of Niu Chengzhi, shook his head to his comrades in arms, and then helped the injured Lu family boy back two steps: "Brother, how are you, are you injured?"

The Lu family disciple shook his head and said a little ashamedly: "I made my uncle laugh, this man is too skilled, I can't stand it at all."

Qin Feng looked at the man on Song Kui's left. He should be the one who fought outside the door just now. It can be seen that the man's body under the clothes is extremely burly and strong, and his eyes are also sharp. It is obvious that his kung fu has been practiced to the extreme. high realm.

Hearing others mentioning himself, the man smiled and said in the tone of an elder pointing out younger generations: "You are an apprentice of the Lu family, right? The Lu family's boxing style is good, but it is much worse than the three little black brothers. But to tell you the truth, those three senior brothers of yours are still no match for my old Liu, unless it is your old man Lu who makes the move himself, I will be a little bit afraid."

Looking at Qin Feng and others with pity, the man who claimed to be Lao Liu sneered and said: "Okay, who is Qin Feng, stand up and say something, or else I will let my nephew take away these girls tonight ,Ha ha ha ha."

This time, Old Liu took the lead in laughing. Seeing that he was very courageous, Song Qian'an, Brother Xiong and others followed Lao Liu's laughter and laughed a few times. For a while, there were all kinds of yin and yang laughter at the door of the box, which made Qin Feng slightly frowned. .

Qin Feng glanced at this old Liu, put the wrist of that Lu family child on his pulse for half a minute, stretched out his hand and patted him lightly on the back, the Lu family child leaned forward and spit out a mouthful of blood, in a very posture Song Kui, who was poor in footwork, couldn't dodge in time, and was spit out in his pants by the black bruise, and suddenly became furious.

It's a pity that no matter how Song Kui yelled, the group of people headed by Qin Feng just smiled and didn't bother to talk to him, making Song Kui's string of well-known swear words seem to hit the cotton pile, without the slightest effect.Song Kui looked depressedly at the tall young man who blocked the door instead of the Lu family's children—is this the Qin Feng who beat his nephew into a pig's head?It seems that there is no anger?

Song Qian'an nodded to his cousin, with some lingering fear in his eyes. As for brother Xiong, he stepped back very simply, so as not to hurt his innocent fish with his hands later.

Qin Feng handed over the children of the Lu family to Niu Chengzhi and other comrades-in-arms, then turned his head to look at Song Kui who was still clamoring: "It was you who injured this brother?"

"We are right!" Song Kui yelled and pointed to his pants: "Do you know how much my pants cost? Let me tell you, today I will kowtow to Lord Kui one by one to admit my mistakes, and I will spare your lives, otherwise... ..."

Qin Feng interjected: "Otherwise what?"

Song Kui's words froze, what did he do to the other party?If Qin Feng had made up his mind to be a coward, in a place like this where surveillance is everywhere, he really couldn't do anything to people like Qin Feng.Robbing women, beating people, damn these things are really going to happen, maybe the old man will be the first to shoot himself with his hand?

Song Kui was thinking about it when he heard Lao Liu shout loudly: "Be careful!"

It's a pity that Song Kui didn't have time to react at all. Qin Feng's fist speed was almost the same as the speed of sound. Song Kui didn't have any time to react at all. He felt someone reach out and push his chest, and he flew out inexplicably, " It hit the wall at the other end of the corridor with a bang, although it wasn't particularly painful, but "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood, and actually suffered serious internal injuries.

The gloomy old Liu took a step forward and protected Song Kui's uncle and nephew behind him. Just now, Qin Feng shot very fast. Old Liu saw Qin Feng's movement clearly, but his body speed still couldn't keep up with Qin Feng's sudden movement. He could only watch helplessly as Song Kui was hit by Qin Feng's palm.

Standing in front of Qin Feng like a mountain, Lao Liu was confident to block Qin Feng's attack again, but after the other party slapped Song Kui flying, he smiled and clapped his hands, calling his boyfriend and girlfriend back to the private room for dinner, while He glanced at Lao Liu and said: "The hotel is a place to eat, not a place to fight. We paid the full amount, of course we have to finish the meal first. And this waiter, go and call your manager and security guards." Come on, let these gentlemen leave our box. Hehe, if you ignore it, we will not only complain, but also refuse to pay. "

The waitress who was forced to lead the way nodded blankly, and hurriedly ran to the manager's room. Qin Feng smiled and waved to a group of men with livid faces at the door, and closed the door of the box with a "bang".

Looking at the closed box door, Song Kui cursed angrily and was about to break in, but was stopped by his nephew Mission: "Uncle, calm down, I think something is wrong."

Song Kui asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

"This Qin Feng seems to have guessed the identities of you and Uncle Liu. He has been provoking us and wants Uncle Liu to take the lead." Song Qian'an pointed to the ceiling and said, "The monitoring system in Regal Hotel will monitor every move here. When it is filmed, no matter whether we win or lose, we will all have to bear great responsibility, and when grandpa pursues it, we will all be scolded."

Song Kui thought about it carefully, and felt that what his nephew said made some sense: "Hmph, this kid is very slippery, and he figured out who we are so quickly."

Brother Xiong secretly rolled his eyes while hiding behind Song Kui, thinking that you are a full-fledged official, even a fool can see your origins.Unexpectedly, just after he slandered in his heart, Song Kui said as if he had eyes behind his back: "Wang Xiong, it's up to you now!"

"Look at me?" Brother Xiong's face turned bitter, thinking that this master really treats the village chief as a cadre-how can I see enough these two times?

Song Kui said in a low voice, "Didn't you bring two brothers with you? Tell them to kick the door, and I will pay for the hotel's damage."

Brother Xiong immediately showed a troubled look on his face: a door, even if it is luxuriously decorated, can only cost tens of thousands of dollars, but I heard that the owner of the Regal Hotel is also a man with good hands and eyes, you are a street gangster Running wild on other people's fields, and even kicking and destroying their property, it is estimated that they will be skinned and deboned by others, and the whole half-dead will be considered a relief.

The helpless brother Xiong looked at Song Kui's unquestionable eyes, sighed in his heart and waved his hands. The two brothers who followed behind him were considered to be brave and foolish, and immediately rushed up and kicked open the door of the box.

Sure enough, Qin Feng was standing behind the door with a smile, and the gangster who was standing closer grabbed Qin Feng. After a neat knee bump, the poor gangster was knocked off the ground by Qin Feng's knee, and flew away. After a few meters, he curled up on the ground and couldn't get up.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the doorway. Uncle and nephew Song Kui just marveled at the strength of Qin Feng's knee, but Lao Liu secretly frowned, with a strong vigilance in his heart: people are not sandbags or stones. A sandbag weighing 100 jin is not at the same level of difficulty as flying a person weighing more than [-] jin.

Most men will have such an experience: dragging a bag of tens of catties of rice or a bag of cement weighing one hundred catties, although it is strenuous, it is not too difficult.On the contrary, if someone is drunk and wants to drag or lift a drunk who weighs one hundred catties, it often takes the efforts of two or three people-the center of gravity of the human body is constantly changing, and an adult is instantly knocked into the air , It requires strong explosive power, superb power-exerting skills, and instant speed. Qin Feng's performance at the moment is not inferior to those outstanding soldiers in the Armed Police Corps, which makes Lao Liu really admire Qin Feng.

It seems that this young man named Qin Feng really has a lot of skills - Lao Liu has made an appraisal of the little Taoist priest in his heart, but Lao Liu has no stage fright at all. He learned martial arts from his master since he was a child. Lao Liu, who claims to have perfected his foreign martial arts, believes that in the provincial capital, except for that old ghost of the Lu family and a few monks and Taoists who don't care about world affairs, no one can beat him Lao Liu!

Seeing that Qin Feng had already taken the lead to participate in the 'fight', Lao Liu sneered and slapped Qin Feng on the shoulder. This move was the same as the one he used to injure the Lu family's children, and he thought that Qin Feng would also be deflated. Unexpectedly, the opponent lowered his shoulders and raised his arms, raised his right hand and punched his left hand. With a "single whip" of Tai Chi, his right fist bumped into the iron sand palm that Lao Liu was so proud of.

"Bang~" There was a muffled sound at the door of the box, Lao Liu retreated three steps back, and Qin Feng also retreated three steps, but Lao Liu, who was secretly surprised, understood that he was hit by the opponent's powerful punch Shocked back, as for the young man on the opposite side, he walked steadily, and he should have retreated by himself in order to relieve the power of his own iron sand palm.

Old Liu took three steps back, Qin Feng rushed over after stepping back a little, and punched Old Liu's chest and lower abdomen with a series of lightning-fast punches.Originally, Wing Chun's inch punches focused on hitting the same part for a series of attacks, but Qin Feng could see that this old Liu's body was extremely resistant to blows, so he spread out a series of inch punches and hit him on the vital parts of his chest and abdomen. Can you find out the weak link of the other party.

Lao Liu sneered and sucked his luck, his entire upper body was as tight and hard as steel, Qin Feng's fist hit it, as if hitting a leather sandbag, without hurting him at all.

"Iron cloth shirt?" Qin Feng murmured, frowning.