My Master is Lin Zhengying

The scarred bull clutched his right hand, backed up again and again, and was the last one to stagger and fall to the ground.

Scarred Bull, known as the King of Iron Fist, broke his arm after fighting with Uncle Jiu.

As for Uncle Jiu, he still hasn't stopped.

The fists are constantly swung, attacking left and right.

Every punch is like thunder, triggering haste, punching to the flesh, with unparalleled power.

Don't look at the dozen or so ruffians all holding iron bars, even Jiu Shu Mao can't get through it now.

On the contrary, he was beaten by Uncle Jiu and screamed, and fell to the ground continuously.

Such a scene stunned Nan Chen.

He knew that Uncle Jiu was powerful, but he didn't expect that he would be so fierce.

Surprised, Nan Chen memorized the steps and movements of Ben Leiquan.

In just one minute, more than a dozen hooligans who came to find fault were all knocked to the ground by Uncle Jiu.

Everyone screamed "Ouch, Ouch", looking very painful.

But most of them are superficial tendon and bone injuries, and it will be fine after some time of recuperation.

Uncle Jiu didn't kill them.

Otherwise, these little ruffians would have been beaten to death long ago.

"Master is great."

"Master is mighty!"

Qiusheng and Wencai, each with a drink, were also very excited.

Uncle Jiu stood in the middle of the crowd.

With a deep breath in his dantian, he scanned the audience with his hands behind his back.

With a raised eyebrow, he said coldly:

"Now, do you want us to pay for the medical expenses and burn down my Yizhuang?"

When Niu Er saw this scene, he was frightened stupid.

Hastily helped up his big cousin Scar Bull:

"No, no, no compensation.

Nine, Uncle Nine interrupted.

We, we don't dare anymore.

Big, big cousin, we, let's go! "

After finishing speaking, he limped and walked out of the house with the scarred cow.

Scarred Bull clutched his broken right hand, sweating profusely.

Although his eyes were full of resentment, he didn't dare to say a single word.

He knew that he had kicked the iron plate.

These people in front of you.

Especially this middle-aged man with unibrowed eyebrows.

Not someone he can afford...

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Chapter 60 Learning Boxing

Uncle Jiu is kind to others, he keeps a low profile and does not cause trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble.

At this time, he was not embarrassing Niu Er and Dao Scar Niu.

Seeing them retreat, they didn't say a word.

When it comes to Wencai, at this moment, he pretends to be a tiger:

"Get out! Get out, and let us pay for the medical expenses."

"That's right, they still want to burn down our shop.

Stop coming, or you will be killed. "

Qiu Sheng also opened his mouth and kicked a ruffian.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Niu Er's younger brothers kept opening their mouths and scrambled to get out of Yi Zhuang.

These people just left Yizhuang.

Wencai greeted Uncle Jiu and said: