Huadu macho

There is a saying: with a dragon, tiger and monkey in hand, a master is not as good as a dog.

As one of the legendary three street fighting skills, the effect of "Black Tiger Pulling Out the Heart" is not as immediate as "Two Dragons Playing with Pearls" and "Monkey Stealing Peach", but it is also more straightforward and quite satisfactory.

After all, in front of the two little girls, Ding Xiangwanwan and Ding Xiang Nuannuan, Li Mengnan always has to maintain the image of a tall and tall brother, so as not to make himself too wretched.

Although it was just a straight punch that even a three-year-old child would use, Zhang Long's expression was serious, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

Because Li Mengnan's punch was simple and unremarkable, but its speed was frighteningly fast. Zhang Long realized that he was going to punch completely based on his prediction of Li Mengnan's shoulder movement. It appeared in front of Zhang Long out of thin air.

boom!

Zhang Long didn't have time to dodge the dodge, so he could only cross his arms to block the attack. The huge counter-shock from his arms shook his lower body suddenly.

What a great power!

Zhang Long couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart. Many professional fighters' punching strength is just that, but those beast-like guys are basically big men with a weight of nearly [-] kilograms. Li Mengnan's thin body can punch so hard In addition to being fast enough, there must be some unique force-generating skills in it.

Zhang Long originally wanted to take a few punches hard and control Li Mengnan with close-to-body throws, but the opponent's astonishing fist strength made him unable to get close at all. Even if he managed to get close to a little distance, Li Mengnan would quickly bypass him with extremely dexterous steps.

"Brother Zhang, I'll cover you!"

Another bodyguard has also joined the battle group at this moment. Relying on his burly physique like a bodybuilder, he insisted on carrying two heavy punches from Li Mengnan, and grabbed Li Mengnan's right arm.

Zhang Long was overjoyed at first, but the combat intuition he had developed over the years gave him a dangerous signal. As expected, Li Mengnan, whose right arm was locked, did not show any expression of panic, but showed a disdainful smile.

Fraud!

"Huzi, let go!"

Zhang Long's reminder came a bit late. Li Mengnan didn't care that his arm was being buckled. Instead, he locked the burly bodyguard's arm with his backhand. Between the ribs and armpits of the burly bodyguard, a man weighing more than 180 kilograms was kicked straight for three or four meters, and flew straight out of the door.

If it weren't for the guardrail outside the door, the burly bodyguard would have to rush from the second floor to the living room on the first floor.

Even so, the bodyguard was seriously injured. The left arm that was held by Li Mengnan before was pulled down unnaturally, and it was obviously dislocated by the double force of kicking from this side.

Zhang Long couldn't be distracted at the moment, and didn't know how his companion's injuries were, so he stepped up his offensive immediately, trying to knock down the difficult young man in front of him as quickly as possible.

I don't think the other party seems to have this plan, and the punch is faster than the punch. Although there is only one extremely simple "black tiger heart out" repeatedly, it is beaten into a blurred shadow at a very high speed.

As the so-called "beating the master to death with random punches", when the speed reaches a certain level, the moves become cumbersome. Right now, Zhang Long was beaten so hard by this random punch with no moves at all. Resisting, the horse gait under his feet has long been unstable, and he retreated repeatedly with Li Mengnan's pressing step by step.

Zhang Long felt that he was going crazy. He never thought that the speed of human fists could be so fast. At this abnormal speed, his eyes had completely lost their function. In just two or three seconds, no matter how many punches he received, he only felt that there was no place in his upper body that was not burning pain.

"stop!"

Just when Zhang Long felt that his entire arms were about to lose consciousness, a soft yet majestic female voice suddenly came from the door.

A middle-aged woman with a beautiful face and a thin middle-aged man walked into the room, followed by the burly bodyguard who was covered in cold sweat.

Seeing this middle-aged couple, Zhang Long immediately stepped aside, endured the pain in his arms and chest, and said in a low voice, "Madam, master..."

The two little loli on the bed were also honest, Ding Xiangnuan threw the popcorn bucket out along the window, didn't even bother to put on slippers, and stood beside the bed with Ding Xiang Wanwan, flirting with each other, not knowing what they were conveying to each other Information, looks a little nervous.

"Okay, it's none of your business here, I'll give you three days off, you and Ahu go to the hospital to see your injuries."

The middle-aged beautiful woman spoke as kindly as a spring breeze blowing on her face, but there was an unquestionable majesty in her tone, a kind of coercion that can only be found in a long-term high position and giving orders.

"Yes, ma'am."

Zhang Long gave a deep salute to the middle-aged beautiful woman, paused for a moment when he walked past Li Mengnan, and asked in a low voice: "How did you learn this messy style of play?"

"Ancestral." Li Mengnan rubbed his numb fist, showing a row of neat teeth, and said with a smile, "Meteor Butterfly Fist... Want to learn? I can teach you!"

Zhang Long reluctantly smiled, Xindao is a good name, Meteor Butterfly Fist, as fast as a meteor, as gorgeous as a butterfly, but to put it bluntly, it is not just a random fight, just use it from the ancestors?Have you been cheated by your ancestors?

But Zhang Long could only slander, no matter how bad the opponent's boxing skills were, it was an indisputable fact that he lost in the opponent's hands, and he was not qualified to judge others' fighting styles.

Li Mengnan seemed to remember something, and explained with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, it's not the flying butterfly, it's the nonsense Hu, Yangguan's three folds... Meteor Hu's fist."

Zhang Long almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Meteor boxing randomly superimposed, isn't this still a change of soup but not medicine?It's better not to explain this unabashed name!At least that sounds good enough to make people imagine...

"Thank you, such a supernatural skill, I'm not so talented, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it." Zhang Long smiled wryly, nodded to Li Mengnan and left the room.

Li Mengnan shrugged and said it doesn't matter.

In fact, Li Mengnan really didn't fool Zhang Long, this Meteor Hu Diequan is indeed a unique skill passed down from his ancestors, it looks like a joke, but in fact it is definitely not as simple as a random beating on the surface.

To put it simply, this is a special fighting technique combining illusion and boxing. It uses human visual difference to make the opponent misjudge the number of punches. The higher the frequency.

Since Zhang Long is a professionally trained bodyguard with far stronger willpower than ordinary people, Li Mengnan can only double the frequency.

Even so, in the eyes of people who don't know the truth, it is very abnormal.