Almighty in the city

This slight muffled sound immediately brought the eyes of the hip-hop young Tang Sect youth and Mu He Qianxia back to Bai Yifan and Cheng Mingshan.

In a short instant, when their eyes turned back again, Bai Yifan and Cheng Mingshan had already retracted their right hands.

Cheng Mingshan's face couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

Bai Yifan still has a calm smile.

"Senior Cheng?" The young Tang Sect dressed in hip-hop couldn't help but asked.

Cheng Mingshan didn't say much, but said lightly: "Take the person in the cabin, let's go."

In a word, it is undoubtedly equivalent to admitting that in the "wrist-wrestling" just now, he, the master of Baguazhang, who ranked at the bottom of the sky list, lost to the young junior Bai Yifan.

The young man from Tang Sect dressed up as a hip-hop, his face instantly drenched, he couldn't help but glanced at Bai Yifan again, without saying a word, walked over and kicked the two bags of bait away, pulled off the rusty iron lid, and leaned forward. Jumped into the cabin.

When he came up, one hand, the master of the Chinese martial arts of the Shanghai branch and the boss of this small fishing boat, returned to the deck.

The two of them are still in a coma, but they breathe evenly, and there is no worry about their lives.

Seeing him coming up, Cheng Mingshan didn't say much. He turned around and took the next step. People already appeared on the coast like a teleport.

This move is also impressively "Kirin Landing", and the "shrinking ground" effect when taking one step seems to be one or two meters farther away than Bai Yifan had originally.

Seeing this, the hip-hop-dressed Tang Sect youth also carried the master of martial arts who was successfully attacked by Jin Minxuan and the boss of the fishing boat. He jumped, his toes were a little on the ship’s side, and landed firmly on the pale white. On the beach, following Cheng Mingshan's back, a few vertical jumps, and then jumped onto the five or six meters high Linhai National Road.

Cheng Mingshan seemed to have made a call. Within a few minutes, a land cruiser approached, with three people on board, and drove along the sea-facing national highway towards the entrance of the cross-sea expressway. Away.

"Cheng Mingshan's right hand bone seems to be broken, right?" It wasn't until the land cruiser disappeared from the sight of the two that Mu He Qianxia retracted his gaze and looked at Bai Yifan.

Bai Yifan shrugged with a smile: "There are no folds, but there must be several bone cracks."

"How did you do it?" Mu He Qianxia asked curiously, "At your age, even if you start practicing from your mother's womb, the accumulation of this'dark energy' cannot be better than a master like Cheng Mingshan. It still has to be vigorous."

"I used some tricky tricks." Bai Yifan smiled disapprovingly, "This kind of pure'dark power' competition is not only the accumulation of'dark power', more, it is to compete with their own boxing skills. The use of'dark power' in the middle of the world--"

He shrugged: "Unfortunately, I know all the luck and strength of their Cheng Family's Baguazhang. But he knows too little about the luck and strength methods I know."

Mu He Qianxia couldn't help but think of the "swimming dragon spirit" that Bai Yifan displayed during the two fights between the two.

Anyone who can practice this kind of martial arts has mastered the strength of "Tai Chi" to an extremely high level.

It is not impossible to use the strength of "Taijiquan" to draw a thousand kilograms in fours and twos. It is not impossible that the master of the national martial arts at the bottom of the list will suffer a dark loss in a simple "dark power" comparison.

However, looking at the calm smile on Bai Yifan's face, Mu He Qianxia felt that this victory did not seem to be an accident or a fluke.

"How strong are you?" She couldn't help but ask.

"Me?" Bai Yifan glanced at her, thought about it, and shrugged, "Probably very strong, after all, so far, I haven't really tried my best."

After a pause, seeing a eager look on Mu He Qianxia's face, he quickly turned off the topic: "Okay, people are here, what are you going to do with him?"

A quick finger pointed to Jin Minxuan who was knocked out by Cheng Mingshan's palm.

"I didn't expect that I could only be captured alive." Mu He Qianxia glanced at him a little bit irritably, but continued to follow this new topic, "However, since I was captured alive now, I hope you can He gave it to me."

Bai Yifan shrugged and smiled: "I originally kept it for you, otherwise, he would have been a dead person. How could he jump into the sea from Panshizhen and run here."

"Thank you." Mu He Qianxia said softly, "There are some things that I must verify from his mouth."

Bai Yifan nodded, naturally knowing what she meant by "something"—

Zhang Pingyun, or Mu He Pingyun, almost died in that hijacking. Although it was the action planned by Jin Minxuan, he was just a killer who collected money to do things, just a knife.

Mu He Qianxia obviously wanted to pry out the true identity of the person who really held the knife from the mouth of the black list killer.

However, this is the family of the Neon Mu He chaebol, but Bai Yifan has no interest.

I made a call to "Bai Wei 274", and then sent a message with a location to inform him to drive the Land Rover bulletproof car here.

At 2:30 in the evening, the black Land Rover drove into the Japanese company again.

The car stopped, the trunk opened, and two young men with short-inch sunglasses who were already waiting there greeted them and tied Kim Min-hyun who was still in a coma. The skillful technique made Bai Yifan doubt this Japanese company. Is there a neon underworld background like Yamaguchi group?

"This time, I owe you a favor." As Mu He Qianxia spoke, with a white jade-like delicate hand, he handed over a jade-colored small sword like a hairpin.

"What is this?" Bai Yifan took it, and saw the word "love" in official script on the sword of this small white jade sword. He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Is it a token of determination?" .