Martial arts, starting from playing Feng Yuxiu!

Constantly challenging the martial arts gym, what is his purpose?

Just for the challenge?

Wu crazy?

Seeing how hard he was beating that day, the words Bruce Lee and Wu Chi are definitely not the same!

"Send me more people and capture him alive as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Master!"

Bruce Lee left the sumo club, and was stopped by a group of people again on his way back to the hotel.

"Mr. Li, please come with us! Our young master is waiting for you!"

Bruce Lee looked confused, "What the hell? Your young master is waiting for me. Who is your young master?"

"Master Hawen, the young master of the Dragon Society!"

Bruce Lee: ...

I'm a good boy, you have great powers, you can find him here!

The karate gym thing may have been revealed.

These people are not kind!

When Li Xiaolong looked at the people blocking him again, he became a little more wary.

"You young master, I don't know you! I have something to do, so I'm leaving first!"

However, in the next second, everyone from the Longteng Society surrounded him.

"Mr. Li can't help you this trip!" After saying that, he winked at the person next to him.

The two of them came up and wanted to tie him up.

Bruce Lee laughed. Even such a small group of people wanted to tie him up. He was too confident or looked down on him.

He kicked over and kicked the two people who were about to tie him up.

"I really can't make it this trip today."

After finishing speaking, he pulled out the nunchaku from his waist and swept it across with one stick.

In an instant, the crowd surrounded him and flew out directly, with a stick mark on his face.

A group of people returned home with bruised noses and swollen faces, and none of them was well.

One of them cried out: "Young master, Bruce Lee's martial arts are very good. We were beaten by him today with no power to fight back. I'm afraid the only way to stop him is to let the elders take action!"

Harvin frowned slightly, recalling the scene when he was knocked down that day.

After a while, he ordered: "Go and invite Uncle Li and the others."

Uncle Li is the elder of the Dragon Society, Li Yuncai.

After 20 minutes, Li Yun came in with a group of middle-aged people.

"Uncle Li, I have found Bruce Lee's person, but his martial arts are too powerful, and you and a few elders may be needed to help."

Hearing this, a trace of hatred flashed in Li Yuncai's eyes, but no one noticed it.

Bruce Lee, who returned to the hotel, immediately changed to another hotel. During this period of time, there were too many people staring at him.

However, the opponent seemed to be watching him all the time, and then changed the hotel, and was besieged again the next morning.

The rookies who were defeated by him yesterday squatted at the gate early, followed by a group of middle-aged people headed by Li Yuncai.

These people are very good at martial arts.

Xiao Caiji jumped in front of his eyes and said, "Mr. Li, you must come with me today!"

Bruce Lee shook his head resolutely and said: "I won't go, let the horse come here!"

After finishing speaking, Li Yuncai and a group of middle-aged people surrounded him.

Bruce Lee suddenly felt bad.

A middle-aged man grabbed him with one claw, and his shoulder was instantly grabbed, making him unable to move.

A sharp fist wind came from behind.

His hairs stood on end, he took out the nunchucks pinned to his waist, resisted the attacking fists, and swung away the eagle claws on his shoulders with one stick.

"Mr. Li, if you obediently follow us, we will spare you the pain of flesh and blood." Xiaocaiji persuaded.

As soon as the words were finished, another palm came from the side, very sharp.

Bruce Lee jumped up, jumped two meters high, and kicked out, facing the flying palm.

Bang!

The middle-aged man took two steps back after being kicked by him.

Looking at him, he was a little shocked.

Jumping out of the encirclement, he punched the middle-aged man with his back turned.

Bang!

One of them was caught off guard and hit the back of the heart with a punch, and a mouthful of blood protruded immediately.

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly checked his injuries.

Taking this opportunity, Bruce Lee made another attack, instantly knocking them down to the ground and passing out.

In the duel with the middle-aged man, I still felt a little guilty towards Li Yuncai, so I kept backing up and didn't use my full strength.

Those who were knocked down by him or who vomited blood had only superficial wounds.

Except for Li Yuncai, who was missing a hand and couldn't join the battle, only three of the middle-aged people surrounding him were still intact.

But there was no intention of fighting again.

Bruce Lee showed extraordinary combat power, they are not opponents!

There was no way to take Bruce Lee for a while.

Everyone in the Longteng Society failed again.

For a long time after that, no one from Longteng Guild Hall showed up.

Bruce Lee thought they had given up, but he didn't expect to hold back a big move for him.

The entire city of M, regardless of its north, south, south, or north, was challenged by him all over, and there was only one area left in Dongcheng District.

In addition to the Longteng Club in Dongcheng District, there are two boxing clubs, and Bruce Lee chose one of them as the object of kicking.

This boxing club is quite famous in Dongcheng District, called Tyson Boxing Club.

Bruce Lee appeared outside the boxing club early in the morning, simply and rudely kicking those who stopped him away.

The attention of everyone in the boxing club was instantly attracted.

"I'm here to kick the gym! Just let your horses come here!!"

The bald-headed man came down from upstairs, looked Bruce Lee up and down, and then said: "I heard that you are very good, the whole city of M was kicked by you."

Bruce Lee was stunned for a while, is he so famous now?

"Let's start! Just let the horse come here!"

Not much to say, Bruce Lee walked like flying, and in the blink of an eye, a man appeared behind the bald man, spotted the back of the opponent, and punched him suddenly.

The strong man's facial features are very sharp, he jumped up nimbly, and easily dodged the attack.

A little proudly said: "Sneak attack doesn't work here!"

As soon as the words fell, Bruce Lee waved the nunchaku in his hand, and directly bullied the strong man.

The nunchaku was waving in the air so fast that the naked eye could only catch his afterimage.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

……

There was a continuous burst of collision sounds.

The battle between the two caused the surrounding audience to exclaim again and again.

wonderful!

Pretty!

However, at this moment, accidents happened!

A group of middle-aged people suddenly appeared and joined the battle.

Bruce Lee was surrounded by enemies, facing 10 people alone.

"What do you mean?" Bruce Lee asked the bald man.

The strong man said: "People die for money, birds die for food! Long Teng will spend a lot of money to arrest you, so there is no reason for us not to help."

Scoundrel, these words, shameless, are perfectly reflected in the bald man! .

Chapter 157

Bruce Lee sneered, "Life is alive, I would like to advise you. You can earn the money you should earn, and spend the money you should take with your life. Otherwise, it will be the money to buy you a coffin."

Abandoning faith for the sake of money, this kind of behavior is really unsightly.

Even if caught today, the bald head can't let go.

Bruce Lee made a decision in his heart.

He has fought against the elders of the Dragon Society before, and he probably knows how strong they are. As long as he is careful, they will not pose much threat to him in a short time.

That's enough for him - get rid of the bald guy.

So, put most of the attention on the bald man.

At this time, Bruce Lee was like an Asura who came out of the 18th floor of hell, with murderous aura.

Looking at the bald man with eyes like a cobra.

Taking a step back with one foot, he secretly exerted force, and flew towards the strong man directly.

The nunchaku in his hand, like the ecstasy lock in Black and White Wuchang's hands, aimed at the bald man's head, and smashed it with [-]% force.

The bald man's expression changed due to fright, his eyes widened, and he looked in horror at the nunchuck that was thrown at his head, trying to back away to avoid the attack.

However, God seemed to have played a huge joke on him. There was a wall behind him, and there was no space at all. He froze in place, waiting for the stick to fall.

With a long sigh, he thought to himself: I might have to explain here today, if I had known it earlier, I would not have continued to live!

However, at this moment, a savior came.

A foot flew out from the side, and it went straight to Bruce Lee's chest. Seeing the strength, it kicked Bruce Lee out without any problem.

When the distance between his head in the nunchaku was less than 1 centimeter.

Bruce Lee was kicked by the kick next to him and flew out.

The whole person immediately flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Behind him was the staff of the boxing gym, who directly bumped into him, knocking everyone to the ground.

However, Bruce Lee was like a normal person, a carp stood up from the ground, and there was a big footprint on the clothes on his chest, which was particularly conspicuous on the white clothes.

Bruce Lee was very upset, and he was about to hit him.

Looking at the person who kicked him just now, it turned out to be an elder of the Dragon Society.

"Cough cough cough~"

Bruce Lee felt a tickle in his throat, and uncontrollably began to cough violently, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.

After coughing, a mouthful of blood spurted out.