My Lady Fairy

The ground was cleaned up, the second head patted his chest, and walked towards Yang Guo step by step with a ferocious smile. He also said with a hehe smile: "children, you don't learn well when you are young, and you will be beaten and cried later, don't cry for your mother!"

Is it over yet? Yang Guo felt a little bored and beat one after another. Do you want to fight in wheel fights, level by level? When and where will it end?

"Wait, I won't fight you!" Yang Guo shouted, suddenly looked up at the tall and strong black trumpet, and his provocative eyes made no secret, "I want to fight you!"

"What?" The second leader stopped, as if he had heard a joke, and laughed, "are you going to challenge our boss?"

"Save it!" The second leader suddenly drank, "you're not qualified to fight our boss! I can beat the shit out of you without the boss!"

Yang Guo didn't pay attention to him, but continued to provocatively point to Heida's horn, hold his head high, and said disdainfully, "why, don't you dare?"

“***！” Feeling ignored, the number two was very angry and was ready to rush over and beat Yang Guo.

Suddenly, the expressionless black horn suddenly shook his thigh and jumped down from the upper bunk. He hit the ground with a weight of at least 240 kilograms. Yang Guo felt like an earthquake, and the floor shook.

The big black horn slowly straightened up, stretched out his muscular arm, blocked in front of the second horn, and said coldly, "he is mine!"

The second leader was a little unwilling. He felt as if he was considered by the boss to be weaker than Yang Guo, and hurriedly shouted, "boss, I haven't fought with him!"

The black trumpet turned his head, and stared at the second one like a copper bell. There was no need to speak. The threatening spirit scared the second one to shrink his head and dared not question again.

However, number two and several other people also looked at Yang Guo with some schadenfreude. Black big number and Yang Guo were not on the same level in size, and Yang Guo could not take care of himself because of being beaten in their minds.

This is not something that has never happened!

Blackhead is a felon. He used to play a very powerful role in the army. After he retired from the army, he mixed with blackhead. Once, in a gang fight, he cut down ten people on the other side with a knife, and eight people died on the spot. It can be seen how ferocious blackhead was in a fight!

After hiding for several months, he was caught by the police with a gun on his head. Because it involves the black astringent society, the sentence of the black big number is still in the process of evidence collection and judicial proceedings. He has been in this detention center for half a year, and has always been a well deserved prison bully. When everyone sees the black big number at dinner, they have to walk around, for fear that it will make him look bad and be beaten into meat sauce by a fist.

Don't think that the big black man dare not do it. He is already doomed to escape the death penalty. Killing more and killing less is just a number for him.

In the past, prison No. 8 came to a tough role, trying to challenge the position of the big black number, but he was pressed on the ground and hit into a concussion. If the prison guards hadn't come in time, it wouldn't be impossible for him to be killed alive.

Black Big Horn twisted his shoulders, and his bones made a slapping sound. His fists hit his chest, making a dull sound.

Hei Da's horn opened his mouth, smiled cruelly, and said in a muffled voice, "I, song Laohei, killed more than a dozen people, but I never kill nobody under my fist. What's your name?"

The big black number still put some pressure on Yang Guo, which made Yang Guo a little dignified. He also moved around and made serious preparations. Hearing the half worded question of the big black number, Yang Guo answered directly, "Yang Guo!"

"Your Kung Fu is good, but it's a pity, hehe!" The big black horn smiled ferociously. His meaning was very clear. Yang Guo was doomed to defeat him. What's the use of good Kung Fu? In the end, there is still a dead end! Black big bugler doesn't want to let go of anyone who provokes him.

"Hum, isn't it too early to say this?" Yang Guo looked at him with his head held high, and said somewhat unconvinced.

Since practicing Taijiquan, Yang Guo has never been afraid of anyone and has never lost a fight with anyone. Moreover, with the gradual success of Xingyi boxing and other Kung Fu gains, Yang Guo's confidence is rising! Although Hei's big size put a lot of pressure on him, Yang Guo didn't think he would lose.

"No, soon!" The black trumpet laughed. He didn't write with Yang Guo, shouted excitedly, and rushed at Yang Guo bear.

When a person has a great physical advantage, he prefers to use his physical advantage to defeat the enemy, rather than using guerrilla tactics to kill the enemy like Taizu. For the black trumpet, his most commonly used means are nothing more than bear hug, straight fist and wrestling. There are no moves to speak of, and it is not lazy to learn moves. With his body, casually hooping each other with an ordinary thigh thick arm is like a python entanglement. No one can stand it!

Needless to say, a heavy punch on the head is the result of concussion or death. When he wrestled, he was so strong that he picked up a man and hit him on the ground in a wrestling posture. It was estimated that Bruce Lee would be angry.

Yang Guo habitually gave in, but he didn't consider that Heida's horn was tall and his arm span was also very long. Yang Guo didn't dodge. He grabbed his clothes, and then he was hugged by the bear!

Being held by a big black bear, Yang Guo's first feeling is not tight, but smelly!

It's too smelly. This big black horn with black hair on his chest sends out a stench that he hasn't bathed for months. Especially under his armpits, he almost didn't faint YangGuo.

"Hey hey!" Hei Da's horn was like an eagle catching a chicken. He was very proud. He began to contract the muscles of his arms, trying to directly smother Yang Guo, and then beat him!

Although he was very disgusted by the smoke, Yang Guo was awakened by Hei Da's rapidly tightening muscles. His eyes opened and he recovered his clarity.

However, what just happened was too hasty. When Yang Guo was hugged by the bear, he did not make the best posture to protect himself. Now his right hand was on his chest, stuck by a black trumpet, while his left hand hung empty under his body.

Yang Guo's strength is really great, but with such a posture, he can't exert himself at all!

Yang Guo tried, trying to open Hei Da's arm with the power of one hand of his right hand, but his right hand, which can only exert 40% of his strength, can only slow down Hei Da's contraction.

"Hoo, Hoo!" YangGuo breathed sharply, and the situation was very critical!

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