new kung fu king

Chapter 108

Zhou Xingchi was scared out of his wits at this time, he held back the fear in his heart and tugged at Wang Xiaohu's arm and said, "Uncle Xiaohu, that man is Qu Dafu, the boss of Iron Blood Hall, and he has a good status in the entire Kowloon. Us, what should we do?"

"Ah Hu, why don't we call the police!" Yuan Heping felt chills when he saw that the other party was quite powerful, and the number of people was several times that of his own.

Wang Xiaohu smiled slightly at him and said, "Don't pin your hopes on those so-called public servants. Even if we call the police, it doesn't matter. This tough battle will always be fought."

Facing the opponent's powerful forces, Wang Xiaohu did not show the slightest panic. He said softly to Yuen Biao beside him, "A Biao, first arrange for the seniors and those who have no combat effectiveness to retreat."

"No, I won't go, I want to follow you." Yuen Biao shook his head stubbornly and said.

"Why are you confused? If they don't leave, they will only be implicated, and we can't let go to fight." A trace of anger rose in Wang Xiaohu's eyes, and Yuen Biao pouted and left aggrievedly, "Ah Hu, you must Hold on, I'll go find Aaron and Sanmao to help!"

"En." Wang Xiaohu nodded, and seeing Yuan Qiu and the others leave safely, he turned his head to meet Qu Dafu's fierce eyes, strode over and said coldly: "Yes, I am Bruce Lee's brother, Wang Xiaohu is me!"

"Okay, that's good! As long as you don't admit the wrong person!" Qu Dafu squinted his eyes and smiled grimly, staring at Wang Xiaohu coldly, followed by him and raised his hand and shouted: "Come on, brothers, I will dispose of you all!" Let me leave that Wang Xiaohu to take care of myself!"

"Damn it, cut them off." Hearing the boss's words, the younger brothers of the Iron Blood Hall immediately raised their hands and charged forward screaming.

Qu Dafu even snatched two machetes from the hands of the younger brother beside him, and charged forward with tumbling silver blades on both knives.

"Brothers gather together, don't be scattered!" Wang Xiaohu picked up a bamboo pole with his feet, shook it vigorously, and the bamboo pole had a little stick light, and he rushed up in a series of stray steps.

In addition to traditional boxing techniques, Wing Chun also has two special weapons, namely the 06:30 stick and the eight-cut knife. These are two extreme weapons. One is more than two meters long, and the other is only a few tens of centimeters long. , but no one would underestimate these two weapons in the hands of Wing Chun masters.

Wang Xiaohu was a Wing Chun practitioner in his previous life, and after his rebirth, he learned boxing from Bruce Lee. Apart from learning Jeet Kune Do, he spent most of his time studying Wing Chun techniques with him, and Wang Xiaohu learned the most stick at 06:30. (In "The Way of the Dragon", there is a segment of Bruce Lee using a long stick to repel the gangsters, and the 06:30 stick is used.)
When the two sides were about to cross each other, Wang Xiaohu kicked his feet hard on the ground, and suddenly he pulled himself up, raised a stick from top to bottom, and slammed it down vigorously. A stick fell on the head of the younger brother who was the first to rush up from the Iron Blood Hall.

There was a thud, and the little boy fell to the ground on the spot, with red blood dripping from his head.

"Hmm!" All the younger brothers in the Iron Blood Hall exclaimed, their sprinting steps stopped immediately, their eyes focused on the end of the bamboo pole in Wang Xiaohu's hand, where bright red blood was dripping.

They have been around the knife for a long time, and this is the first time they saw someone so powerful that they beat their own people to death as soon as they came up, and their movements were clean and tidy. Bamboo poles, one by one, no one dared to step forward.

Wang Xiaohu held the bamboo pole tightly with his left hand, and fastened the sheep and horse with two-word tongs. After he got the stick, he was so happy that he shouted loudly: "Come on!"

The voice was so bold and dry, it echoed throughout Temple Street for a long time!
Yuan Heping and others were still a little worried at first, but now seeing Wang Xiaohu descending into the world like a god of killing, he was stunned by the sight of Wang Xiaohu. His blood was boiling all over his body, and the weapon he held in his hand was shaking non-stop. He followed behind Wang Xiaohu and stared at him. Everyone in the Iron Blood Hall.

"Damn your old mother, are you all stupid? They only have so many people, hurry up and kill me!" Qu Dafu kicked away the younger brother who stood in front of him, and came to the front of the crowd with his two knives tightly grasped, a little angry Looking at the underwhelming younger brothers, the more I saw their cowardice, the more annoyed I became.

Qu Dafu knew that he must not lose his momentum at this time, otherwise he, the number one hundred and ten, might be overthrown by the opponent, and the whole Iron Blood Hall would be swept away in the world, so he gritted his teeth tightly, "Ah! " cried out, the two-handed machete rolled and rushed forward again.

Surrounded by the younger brother Baishi, a big boss of a gang is so sad that he should lead the way. Is it sadness or misfortune?Qu Dafu didn't know, and didn't want to know, he only knew that the anger in his heart couldn't be dispelled now, and if he didn't chop Wang Xiaohu into a ball of meat, he couldn't offset that bitch's betrayal of him!
There was a burst of tinkling and clanging, the bamboo pole and the two-handed machete had been handed over, and the sound continued to reach the ears of the surrounding people, very crisp.

Facing the fierce Qu Dafu, Wang Xiaohu did not hesitate in the slightest. He used both hands to kill left and right, and applied Wing Chun's "four gates" defensive theory to the fullest. Fully integrated in stick fighting, Qu Dafu's double sabers couldn't be bullied for a while.

Seeing that his cousin was invincible for a long time, Fei Biao knew that Wang Xiaohu was really capable, so he was inevitably worried for his cousin, so he waved the iron rod in his hand and shouted: "Hack them to death!"

Wang Xiaohu couldn't be distracted by the boss's entanglement, and the younger brothers of the Iron Blood Hall were no longer worried, so they followed behind Fei Biao and carefully bypassed the fierce battle, brandishing the weapons in their hands, and aggressively chasing and fighting Yuan Heping and others.

Dozens of them rushed over at once, and the Yuan brothers, Yuan Hua and other Seven Little Fortune brothers suddenly felt the pressure was extraordinary, and fought with the thugs of the Iron Blood Hall with all their energy.

Yuen Biao immediately called Jackie Chan and Sammo Hung for help after sending off the senior sisters, his voice choked up when he said to Sammo Hung: "Sanmao, hurry up and call Bruce Lee, Ah Hu and the others are in danger this time! "

"A Biao, don't worry, I'll contact Boss Zou right away, hold on!" Sammo Hung hung up the phone after finishing speaking, and then hung up the long-distance call to the Roman crew without hesitation: "Hello, I'm Sanmao, I'm looking for Bruce Lee."

After a long time, Bruce Lee's tired voice came from the other side: "Hey, Sanmao, what can I do for you, you know I'm very busy now, the shooting progress is very unsatisfactory, and the weather here is extremely hot"

Sammo Hung's voice was a little hurried, interrupting Bruce Lee's complaint in a panic: "Brother Xiaolong, Ah Hu was surrounded by hundreds of people from Iron Blood Church in Temple Street, and his life and death are unknown now."

"What? Ah Hu is in trouble? Damn it, that short-sighted guy actually touched my brother!" Bruce Lee's voice was suddenly full of murderous intent, and after Sammo Hung had roughly finished speaking, Bruce Lee smashed the phone into pieces with a bang.

"Fuck, someone dared to touch Ah Hu, Wen Huai, book me the fastest flight back to Hong Kong, I must hurry back!"

"Xiaolong, calm down first."

"Why should I be calm? Ah Hu is my brother. He is still alive or dead, do you understand?" Bruce Lee roared loudly at Zou Wenhuai.

"I understand, I understand, but our shooting progress." Zou Wenhuai was a little embarrassed. After all, Luo Wai's location shooting is almost finished now. If it is delayed like this, it may cost a lot of money.

"Damn filming progress! I'm going back to Hong Kong now!"

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now." Zou Wenhuai said cautiously, and when he returned to Bruce Lee after making arrangements, he found that Bruce Lee was pacing back and forth restlessly.

"I've already booked the air ticket. Xiaolong, you can't help but be anxious now. You can't quench your thirst. Why don't you do this? I'll contact Hong Kong O's Inspector Deng Sir and ask them to dispatch the anti-riot brigade to bring the situation under control. You Immediately contact Yi Xia with the brothers and sisters of Wing Chun School, and let them rush to Temple Street as soon as possible."

Bruce Lee gave a heavy hum, and there was a strong murderous look in his eyes.
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