The Cold President's Best Master

Nima, isn't the wheel fight more deceptive than less?

Lu Chong knew that Bai Lang would not let go of himself, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense to him: "come on, whether it's one or a group, I'm not afraid!"

Bai Lang sent people to fight against Lu Chong one by one. On the one hand, he wanted to see the ways of Lu Chong's martial arts. He was worried that Lu Chong was a descendant of an ancient martial family. Now there are no more than ten ancient martial families left in the whole Chinese country, but each has the strength to destroy the Bai Lang gang of Xinyi hall. If Bai Lang offended a descendant of an aristocratic family, he might not wait for the other to kill him, Even their hall leader won't spare him. On the other hand, the shop is really small. Lu Chong is standing inside. Bai Lang just wants to rush up, but he can't squeeze in a few people. In that case, he should be single and fight Lu Chong one by one.

The hundreds of younger brothers brought by Bai Lang this time have learned some Kung Fu from him. They have a good foundation. They often show off their strength and fight hard outside. They have developed a body of tendons and muscles, with a tiger back and a bear waist. It seems that everyone can deal with several ordinary men. Look at Lu Chong, who is medium-sized, thin and white. He looks like a typical weak scholar with no ability to bind chickens. By comparison, Lu Chong's winning side is very low.

The people watching from a distance are secretly regretting that a beautiful young man is about to be killed. Many people doubt whether Lu Chong can withstand the fist and kick of the first horse. They all scold Bai Lang in their heart. In order to deal with such a young man, is NIMA so popular?

Bai Lang glanced around and looked into the eyes of the people. He scolded angrily: "what are the eyes of NIMA? This boy is not a good stubble. He easily abandoned more than a dozen of my brothers and the red flower double sticks of our gang. How can I treat such a boy easily?"

Bai Lang told his horses: "be careful, be careful, be careful!"

His horses just heard that more than a dozen younger brothers were hurt by Lu Chong, but they didn't see the scene with their own eyes. Now looking at Lu Chong's gentle and weak appearance, it's hard for them to believe Bai Lang's words. Everyone stood in front of the shop confidently, waiting to abuse Lu Chong.

A man with a height of 1.85 meters and a wide shoulder and back stood in front of Lu Chong. He also had a beard and shaved his head. His appearance was somewhat similar to the king's beard hurt by Lu Chong before. He stared at Lu Chong fiercely: "boy, I'm wang Xiaobao, the cousin of Wang beard. I have to beat your boy and avenge my cousin today!"

Then he swung his fist and rushed at Lu fiercely. His action was very fast. He really looked like a leopard in the jungle and won with speed.

His speed was fast, and Lu Chong's speed was faster. With a slight flash, he avoided Wang Xiaobao's fatal fist. Wang Xiaobao's tiger fist, which he had practiced for many years, hit the air and staggered.

Lu Chong stretched out his legs and whipped them on Wang Xiaobao's head. The leg filled with thousands of kilograms of strength was like a big axe. Wang Xiaobao's head roared and made a strange noise. His whole body shifted three meters, collapsed to the ground with a plop, and the back of his head landed first, but the bleeding was indeed in his front face, bleeding in his mouth and ears, and he was unconscious.

Bai Lang came forward and explored with his hand. He was still breathing.

Wu Qingfang sees Lu Chong standing in the middle of the shop and steadily blocking the horses in Xinyi hall. She feels that Lu Chong is fighting alone in front. She can't hide in the dressing room. She wants to cheer Lu Chong up.

When Wang Xiaobao stood in front of Lu Chong just now, Wu Qingfang mentioned her heart to her throat. Although she saw Lu Chong easily beat many opponents, Wang Xiaobao also had a strong momentum. She was worried that Lu Chong would suffer. When Wang Xiaobao punched, she held her breath, widened her eyes, dared not blink, and grabbed her clothes, He grabbed it hard. When Lu Chong kicked the seemingly powerful Wang Xiaobao out, Wu Qingfang put her heart back, cheered and clapped each other: "Chong Chong Chong, you're great! Chong Chong, come on!"

Lu Chong felt strange when Wu Qingfang called him this. Chong Chong seemed to call him a child. At this moment, he forgot that his actual age was five years younger than Wu Qingfang.

Lu rushed out of his leg and closed his leg too fast. Bai Lang didn't see it at all. Wang Xiaobao was lying in front of him with blood on his face. Bai Lang quickly waved to the next one.

The next man's physique was as strong as that Wang Xiaobao, and his fighting ability was almost the same. He thought that Wang Xiaobao was inadvertently attacked by Lu Chong, so he walked slowly to Lu Chong, clenched his fist and took a horse step. It seemed that he wanted to fight with Lu Chong firmly.

Lu Chong glanced at the hundreds of young brothers behind Bai Lang and said to himself if he still had a quick decision.

The man held his breath and prepared to observe Lu Chong's flaws. In his opinion, the master duel is to see each other's shortcomings and then complete the fatal blow.

He was watching. Suddenly, he felt a flower in front of him, and Lu Chong's figure flashed. The strong and slender right leg with hundreds of kilograms of strength smashed on the man's face door. The man was taking a horse step, and his footwall was fairly stable. That's why he was knocked to the ground by Lu Chong's foot, and the whole person shifted a meter and fell to the ground.

Bai Lang sent out more than a dozen people in a row and was kicked to the ground by Lu Chong. Lu Chong's most common move is to split his legs and burst his head. With a big foot, he split on the faces of the horses in Xinyi hall. The horses can't defend themselves. No matter what posture he takes to meet the enemy, Lu Chong will find a loophole and break them to the ground.

Bai Lang breathed a sigh. This Lu Chong is definitely not a descendant of the ancient martial family. Otherwise, he would use his family's unique skills and would never use the taekwondo of Bangzi country.

He thought he had seen clearly Lu Chong's identity, sidewalk, Lu Chong. Since you are a grass root, don't blame me for being rude.

Bai Lang wants to fight in person, but Bai Lang's talent is limited to intrigue and conspiracy. He has average martial arts talent and doesn't pay attention. Therefore, even if he practices internal Xingyi boxing, his fighting ability is also average. He just looked carefully at Lu Chong's attack speed and power and found that his Xingyi boxing can't match Lu Chong's speed and power, Although Lu Chong has expended some physical strength in kicking the dozen horses, Bai Lang is not sure that he must beat Lu Chong.

Bai Lang's face is more important than everything. If he doesn't clean up Lu Chong, he will become the laughing stock of the underworld society and his position in the Jianghu will be in danger.

After thinking about it, Bai Lang decided to send some more people to fight. The wheel battle continued to consume Lu Chong's physical strength.

However, his younger brothers saw that Lu Chong's legs were too sharp. They were thunderbolt legs. One leg split his head and burst his head. There were almost no enemies under his legs. They were all knocked down as soon as they entered the battle, and the people behind trembled and dared not go up.