Chapter 62 Meeting Qiao Shan (4)

Kuangge grabbed his hand just now and gave him a beautiful grappling technique.

Clutching the yellow-haired man's hand firmly behind his back, before the other two yellow-haired men could react, Kuang Ge kicked the yellow-haired man's knee and made him kneel down with a slam. The yellow-haired man's own clothes bound his hands and feet tightly together, forming a spherical shape.

Just as he was about to kick the yellow-haired man out as a ball, he was stopped by his boss.

"Little girl, you can just teach me a lesson. They are all gangsters, so there is no need to be too ruthless!" Huang Maotou stared at Kuangge, his face extremely ugly.

Anyone who saw his brother being bullied like this in front of his face felt uncomfortable both physically and psychologically.

The yellow-haired man at the side saw that his boss had spoken, and immediately exclaimed: "Boss, save me, oops, it hurts me to death, boss, help me quickly."

As he kept struggling, the farther his body rolled, the tighter the rope on his body would become.

"Heh, if I didn't have a certain degree of defense, I would be the one who would scream here? Tell me, would you let me go because we are all gangsters? I don't think you will!"

Kuang Ge's fierce kick flashed past Huang Maotou's foot, and stepped on Huang Maojia's body fiercely, his tone of understatement seemed to say, have you had breakfast today?

In fact, Kuangge has always adhered to the principle that in the battle between two tigers, the first to strike first is the strongest.

Therefore, the first time she entered the warehouse, she was already ready for battle. She was still thinking about what to do, but she never expected that someone would be so considerate and take the initiative to send it to her door as cannon fodder.

"You, you." Huang Maotou was annoyed by the movement of singing wildly, and said two you in succession.

"What's wrong with me? Tell me, if I kick him like this, what will happen to him?" Kuangge aimed his foot at the yellow-haired armor in a calm manner, and prepared to kick him down, scaring the yellow-haired armor into a cold sweat.

"Don't, don't, don't, little ancestor, what on earth do you want? Can't we all agree? Boss, don't you think so? You, you, you, don't, don't, don't kick, I'm the only one in my family With such a son, they are still expecting to report to their grandson sooner! Shan, brother Shan, can you say something?" Huang Maojia shouted at Huang Maotou with his mouth cracked.

"Hmph, useless things, stay aside." Huang Maotou stretched his legs and was about to kick Huang Maojia aside.

However, he didn't expect that his feet would be stopped by Kuang Ge, and the two of them made gestures for a long time without giving in to each other, and finally the yellow-haired head took a step back to announce the end.

"You, what? What?" Huang Maotou was so surprised that he couldn't even speak coherently. He really didn't expect that a primary school student would have such good skills.

In fact, when it comes to this kung fu, Kuangge really has to thank Chen Ming. One of the games they liked to play when they were young was to gesture kung fu on each other's feet. The kung fu on the feet is unmatched by ordinary people.

(End of this chapter)

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