Super Red Packet

Chapter 87
Iron Sand Palm was confused, and his right hand dropped, just as he was surprised, the other party had already grabbed his wrist.He twisted reflexively, wanting to turn his wrist and turn Meng Xiaoben's arm upside down.

But he found that he was powerless!
The arm that was as tight as an iron pestle turned out to be like a fully inflated toy air stick, limp with no strength at all!
"Give him back the money!" Meng Xiaoben said softly, but his voice was irresistible.

Iron Sand Palm is used to running rampant, so he has no habit of listening to other people's orders, stomping his feet and shouting: "Who the hell are you? Take care of your Lord Wen's business?"

"Not yet?" Meng Xiaoben's voice became softer.

"Let go of my hand! If you don't pay it back, you just don't pay it back. You know, if you fight against my Lord Wen, no one will survive!"

Iron Sand Palm knew that he was defeated, and he was certain to lose, but he couldn't say that he would lose.In front of a group of brothers under his command, he had to maintain his face.

It seems that if you don't give him something powerful, he won't bow his head.

Meng Xiaoben exerted a little force on his hand and shook it lightly.

Just heard a "squeak".

Iron Sand Palm's right wrist bone was directly broken!

"Ah!" Iron Sand Palm yelled like a pig butcher, stomped his feet, looked up to the sky, held his right wrist with his left hand, and spun around in place, "Ah! My wrist is broken!"

Meng Xiaoben held his shoulder with his hand, pressed his thumb on his collarbone, and said slowly: "I'll count to three, if you don't pay back the money, your collarbone will become a pile of broken bones!"

Iron Sand Palm was really scared this time, and hurriedly said, "I'll pay it back, I'll pay it back!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand, took out the money he had just grabbed from his bosom, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Several thugs were shocked when they saw this.

Meng Xiaoben shouted at them: "Why are you still in a daze? Refund all the money of all the passengers just now! If you lose a penny, use an arm to pay for it!"

Several thugs looked at Iron Sand Palm.

Iron Sand Palm yelled: "Don't fucking move, pay back the money!"

Several thugs hurriedly took out the money and returned it to the passengers in the car.

"Has everyone got a refund?" Meng Xiaoben shouted.

"Got it all. Thank you!"

The passengers in the car were elated.

"Get out of the car. You are not allowed to cut and rob here in the future. If I meet you again, I will directly cripple your legs!" Meng Xiaoben kicked Iron Sand Palm!
A group of people were in a panic and rushed out of the bus.

The middle-aged man held the plastic bag containing the change in his hand, his eyes were full of gratitude, and with a plop, he knelt down to Meng Xiaoben in the aisle: "Thank you, I thank you on behalf of my mother. If you, the money for medical treatment No more, my mother was appointed to die on the kang."

The middle-aged man kowtowed three times to Meng Xiaoben while crying. "The great kindness and great virtue of a hero, I will never forget it. If you don't dislike a hero, please leave a name. After I return home, I will offer you a memorial tablet every day, and ask the Bodhisattva to bless you to get promoted and get rich!"

"Haha, then there's no need." Meng Xiaoben smiled and pulled the middle-aged man up.

There was a wave of applause and applause in the carriage.

"Good job!"

"Like an ancient knight."

"The scene just now can only be seen in martial arts movies! Today is really a fucking eye-opener!"

Meng Xiaoben sat back in his seat.

The village woman whispered, "You are amazing! You are so amazing, I don't even know how to describe it."

Meng Xiaoben turned to look at the village woman, her eyes were full of surprise and admiration.

"It's nothing to know a little bit of martial arts!" Meng Xiaoben said modestly, and at the same time pretended to move his body inadvertently, and put his body against hers.

The village woman did not hide, but leaned towards this side unintentionally, and sighed: "My lords, if you are half as capable as you, you won't be bullied. A man must be able to beat. You don't If you beat someone, they will beat you."

Meng Xiaoben enjoys the admiration of the village woman and is so proud that he dares to put his hand on her lap.

The village woman blushed.She blushed and became even more beautiful and attractive: a little shy, a little shy, a little bit of rejection, and even a little bit of secret promise, her expression was extremely vivid, forming a great attraction.

If it wasn't in the car, in front of so many people, Meng Xiaoben would have hugged her shoulders and kissed her cheeks fiercely.

Village women are more beautiful than city girls, and the health and natural primitive affection exuded from their bodies tend to be more perfect and unaffected, so they are a thousand times more lethal to men.

Meng Xiaoben felt the hot current in his body rushing around, almost squirting out of his body.

Strangely, my internal energy is indeed full, but only when I mobilize myself, will I move.Now, why is my inner qi turbulent by itself?
Is it her attraction?

Meng Xiaoben squinted at the village woman beside him, and looked at it carefully, it was indeed very moving.But, have I never seen a beautiful woman?
seen.

But, can I not hold back when I see a beautiful woman?

I can hold it.

When Jiang Tian met with Qi Sisi and was attacked by the paparazzi, Qi Sisi put her whole body on my back, with only my vest and her gauze shirt in between, which was almost "quasi-zero distance". I can't hold it anymore.Why is it that facing the village woman, a village woman who has only known each other for less than half an hour, is so passionate and the dam is about to burst?
Strange, very strange.

By the way, now that I think about it, it must be that after the inner qi of Iron Sand Palm entered my body, the true qi in my body was full and too full, resulting in the phenomenon of fullness and self-overflow?

No, every point of true energy is worth every point of work, so it cannot be wasted.

I have to practice the Immortal Cultivation Kungfu to keep my true energy and not let it out.

Meng Xiaoben wanted to withdraw his hand from her leg, and practiced quietly.

Unexpectedly, her hand suddenly took his hand, holding it gently but persistently, not letting him withdraw it.

Meng Xiaoben tried it twice, but couldn't bear to hurt her self-esteem, not to mention that her hand was so soft and cool, it was very comfortable to hold in it.Therefore, Meng Xiaoben no longer tried to withdraw his hand, and let his two hands be held together.

Meng Xiaoben straightened his body, tilted his head slightly forward, and made the line connecting Baihui Point and Hui Point be perpendicular to the ground, forming a momentum of penetrating Qi and blood.

Thinking of the cultivation secret technique of the first volume of "Nine Layers of Immortal Path Secret Technique", "Yin Yang Hunyuan Breathing Technique", relax the chest lightly, take a breath, and move down to the dantian, stay for a while, and then move upward , through the meridian line of Xiao Zhoutian, directly to Baihui Point.

Stay at Baihui Point for three seconds, then slowly return to Dantian through the face downward...

After completing a small week, Meng Xiaoben felt that the disordered state of internal energy had been adjusted, and it was not as chaotic as before.Now, the internal energy is abundant in the body, but it has passed through the city, eliminating the impulse to leak out just now.In this way, the internal energy sucked from Iron Sand Palm will soon follow the customs and settle down in Meng Xiao's body, blending with the original internal energy.

Meng Xiaoben went on to practice three more small Sundays.

The village woman saw Meng Xiaoben standing upright and resting his mind, thinking that he was tired from the fight just now and needed to rest.She thought for a while, then leaned her body over, gently pressed against Meng Xiaoben's shoulder, and said softly, "Are you sleepy? Lean on my shoulder and squint for a while."

(End of this chapter)