The best perspective expert

Chapter 77

Han Zhenyang let out a long laugh, and rushed towards the bald old man who rushed over.

Grandpa Sun saw it from behind and hurriedly shouted, "Be careful of his iron head skills."

Iron head skill?
Han Zhenyang aimed at the bald old man's big bald head and slapped it very fast. The slap was loud and crisp, just like slapping a watermelon. Shivering, not dead, but a concussion doesn't go away.

When several people saw this scene, they opened their mouths wide in surprise, and could have stuffed a big duck egg inside.

Although the bald old man is a bit older, his kung fu has not been lost at all, not to mention he has a superb iron head kung fu, he can break three green bricks when he hits his head.I thought that dealing with Han Zhenyang would be easy, but I didn't expect to be slapped back without a single move. It was easier than swatting a fly.

The bald-headed old man's son and apprentice hurried over, rubbed his temples, patted his back, and touched his stomach. It took a long time for the bald-headed old man to get over his breath.The bald old man sat up and pointed at Han Zhenyang tremblingly, "You, you, you sneak attack—"

Han Zhenyang laughed loudly, "Sneak attack? You are the one who made the sneak attack, okay? If you don't say hello, you can do it. Sneak attack is fine. It's fine to bully the small with the big, and it's fine to be slapped away by me. If you are shot flying, you can just shrink your tail and act like a turtle, but you still bite back and say I am a sneak attack, how shameless you are?"

The bald-headed old man was ashamed and ashamed by Han Zhenyang's shabbiness, turned into anger, and waved his hands and shouted: "Let's go together!" His son and apprentice were obedient, and even the third son Chen Zheng, who was pushed out of the wall by Han Zhenyang, rushed over and surrounded him. Han Zhenyang fought together, and each came up with their own unique moves, whether it was punches or kicks, making wind, and the momentum could tear Han Zhenyang to pieces.

Han Zhenyang sneered and said, "That's all I can do." Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards Chen Zheng, grabbed Chen Zheng's fist with lightning speed, pulled and resisted, and carried Chen Zheng to his shoulder like a sack Then he grabbed his legs and waved them horizontally, sweeping past like a legendary one-legged bronze man with the whistling wind, forcing the three besieging him to quickly jump away.

Seeing this, he laughed loudly, "Come on, show your true skills, hit hard, and see who is stronger."

When the bald old man saw this scene, his veins twitched with anger, and he wanted to jump up and fight in person, but his head was still dizzy and painful, and he felt dizzy even if he shook his head lightly, and he couldn't even stand up, let alone fight in the end He couldn't stop shouting and cursing in a low voice, trying to influence Han Zhenyang's mind.

But Han Zhenyang became interested in playing, and he couldn't care less about the old man. With a shake of his arms, he threw Chen Zheng out of the window again, and used the Tai Chi fighting skills he had just learned to fight with the remaining three people. He was a little flustered, but he didn't take advantage of it at all. Instead, he took advantage of his body and strength, and every time he fought, he could crush his opponent staggeringly.

No way, his strength is too great.

In the end, the three of them didn't dare to have any substantive contact with him, they kept drawing circles, trying to exhaust his physical strength with static braking.

But the more they fought, the more frightened they became, and they cursed inwardly: Is this f*cking human?Not to mention the strength, but the endurance is so good, that's all, the reaction is so fast, the most important thing is that the kung fu is not weak at all, and the various small skills of using strength to fight are quite skillful.This is a person who has just been a teacher for a week?
But the master watched from the side, and they didn't dare to play tricks, so they could only bite the bullet and play around.

Han Zhenyang didn't care what his opponent thought, after finding that there was no threat, he enthusiastically practiced the moves and skills he had just learned. Such a good partner is hard to find.

In less than 10 minutes, his kung fu has improved again, and his use and understanding of moves has taken a step up compared to before.And his three opponents were already panting and sweating profusely. On the other hand, he himself was still refreshed, with no sweat bead visible on his forehead.

In the end, seeing that the tired movements of the three people were out of shape, Han Zhenyang let out a long laugh, and with a fierce charge, his tall body crashed into the space between the three of them like a spinning top, and hit with force at the same time.

"Bang bang bang-"

After three muffled bangs, the three apprentices of the bald old man flew upside down and fell to the ground fiercely, covered in sweat and dirt, not to mention how embarrassing they were. Compared with the menacing appearance when they came, it was like a different person.

With one hit and three hits, Han Zhenyang stepped forward, stood in front of the bald old man and shouted, "I don't care who you are or what your background is, get the hell out of here now, if you dare to take a step closer here, I'll break your dog legs!" .”

"You, you are too deceitful," the old man Guang glared at Han Zhenyang sternly, but his trembling body, fast blinking eyelids and the sweat on his forehead betrayed him. Obviously, the old man was very guilty and nervous .

Han Zhenyang snorted coldly, raised his foot, and kicked firmly on the wooden stake on the side, and the wooden stake as thick as a calf broke in response, "Don't think I'm scaring you, let me see you again, this is you! What will happen to you, get out!"

The word "Roll" was like a thunderclap, the adobe wall that shook was falling down, and even the bald old man, the master and the five people trembled violently, turned around and ran away even rolling and crawling.

When the bald old man ran away, Han Zhenyang put away his arrogant expression, and approached Master with a playful smile, "Hey, Master, how is your apprentice doing?"

Grandpa Sun nodded with great satisfaction, "That's right, it's even better than I imagined. The last move was very clever. It matched your advantage of physical strength with Tai Chi just right, which shows that you have a high level of comprehension," said The voice slowed down here, and he sighed softly, "But if you mess with Baldy Chen, it might not end well."

"Why, he has a great background?"

"It's not a big story, it's just an ordinary villager in Chenjiagou. Their kung fu is good at best, but they are ruthless. They use whatever means to achieve their goals. They are ruthless to others and even more ruthless to themselves. I don't know which one to take all these years. The people on the road also have money in their hands, and even the descendants of the Chen family are unwilling to provoke him," the old man explained worriedly, "now he has a lot of villains who dare to fight and kill, and it is very difficult to provoke him."

"That's it?" Han Zhenyang thought that the bald old man had a lot of background, so it turned out to be a big ruffian.Such a big ruffian may be troublesome to others, but in Han Zhenyang's eyes, they are just a group of local chickens and dogs. They can't beat him in a fight, and they can't fight him in the backstage.
Thinking of this, he waved his hands nonchalantly, "Master, don't worry, it's fine if they don't provoke me, if they dare to make noise again, they will be wiped out," and suddenly thought of what the bald old man said Token, quickly asked: "By the way, what kind of token did he ask you for, what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)