Sister, you miss me

The team leader had another high whip leg licking, and his body was already sweating. When his right leg landed, his legs could not help but tremble.

Just at this time, Andre launched an attack.

He slid close to the leader and punched a dazzling combination of punches.

It seems that the leader on the opposite side is not a person, but a tool for him to practice boxing.

After Andre stopped still intently, the team leader fell to the ground, his head long ago.

"Too much bullying!" The remaining three bodyguards immediately stepped forward, helping the leader and two other companions.

"Strength decides everything, do you still fight?" Andre asked happily.

The three bodyguards glanced at each other and decided not to do the stupid thing of being a car, so they lowered their heads in shame.

"If you don't fight, how can you do this?" Park Zhongsheng said excitedly: "How are the terms of the contract written? Even if there is one person standing, the employer will not be insulted. This is how you perform the contract now."

At this time, the team leader spit out a mouthful of blood foam and finally woke up. He was dying and said, "Sir, this job...we can't do this job. Knowing that we can't do it, that's stupid."

"Fart! Who keeps saying that he is the most professional team."

"We did not complete the task, we are willing to pay liquidated damages."

Park Jong-sheng nodded: "Very well, the contract is officially terminated. My lawyer will talk to you about the follow-up."

"Follow-up?" Lu Yingxing laughed loudly: "My nephew, let's think about what's going on first! I see why you are protecting your brother."

"And me!" Park Jong-sheng raised his sleeves and clenched his fists.

"Second, you are a presidential candidate. Brothers do all these rough jobs."

"Fourth old, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry that you encountered such troubles before I caught the wind for you."

"Brother, no need to talk."

With that said, Yang Feng stepped forward and stood in front of Andre who needed to look up.

"Huh?" Andre frowned, tilted his head and looked down at Yang Feng, as if he was thinking, what is this kid doing, isn't he scared?

"Come on, wait a long time, let me learn your brilliant tricks."

"Andre, don't show mercy."

Andre nodded: "You have a saying in the East, the lion must fight the rabbit with all your strength, so I will not keep my hand, so it is also a kind of respect for the opponent."

"I'll save you some face with these words to you."

"what!"

With a bite of Andre's steel teeth, his right toe touched a little on the ground, but he swept his left foot.

Yang Feng didn't move, until the strong wind blew the corner of his clothes, he raised his right arm.

Bang!

Yang Feng didn't move.

Andrei's calf was bounced back, and one of his feet suddenly became unstable and knelt on one knee.

"No need to, please."

Yang Feng felt that he was a little incapable of victory, so he stepped forward to help Andre, the head of the enemy. No matter how strong his leg skills are, he is a flesh and blood body, and he really kicked the iron plate just now!

Andre is almost crying, what "no need to be", you are kneeling when I am Laozi, I can't stand it, OK!

"Oye!" Park Zhongsheng slammed his fist.

"hiss--"

The bodyguards took a breath. It turned out that this guy was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. The next moment, they became angry. Such masters, where they need their maintenance, have also made them pay such a painful price.

"How... how is it possible!"

Lu Yingxing was completely confused.Andre's combat effectiveness is clear to him, how could he be defeated in one move, and the opponent is an unknown kid.

"What's your name?"

Despite being supported by Yang Feng, Andre's leg was still trembling. Judging from his past experience, even if there is no fracture, it is at least a fractured bone. Without thirty to fifty days of rest, it is absolutely impossible to recover.

"An unknown soldier." Yang Feng smiled happily.

"A villain with his head and tail, but it's useless." Andre gritted his molars and said: "I remember you."

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head: "Don't have such an expression of bitterness and hatred, why, still want revenge? It's not that I hit you, I have no hope in this life."

"Puff--" The proud Andre spouted blood, pointed at Yang Feng, and his burly body crashed to the ground.

"Oh, you, what do people say about you, why is your heart so high and your heart so narrow?"

Yang Feng squatted down to get Andre's pulse, and said to Lu Yingxing: "I'm not here to take your distinguished guest back."

Face slap, this is a sturdy face slap, uncle tolerable, aunt is intolerable, Lu Yingxing trembled all over, not taking Yang Feng's words at all, and said to the neon swordsman: "Xiyuan Qianli, teach me a lesson of this unpredictable thing."

Nishihara Qianli is examining Yang Feng. As he knows, Andre is not weak. Why did he lose early in the morning? Does this kid have any tricks?

"Mr Xiyuan!" Lu Yingxing shouted again.

"Oh, hi!"

Xiyuan Qianli bowed to Lu Yingxing, then pulled the wooden clogs and walked to stand three meters in front of Yang Feng.

"Chinaman, you can't tell, you are still a hidden master, let me learn."

"Neon Dog, just let it go."

"Ah----" Xiyuan Qianli was stimulated, and he drew out the wooden knife with both hands, smashing Huashan with a fierce move.

Snapped!

Yang Feng greeted him with his right arm, the wooden knife broke, and his sleeves were torn.

Nishihara Qianli couldn't accept it for a while, and he could use a wooden sword at any time. However, he had already cultivated the sword gang, and the sword gang could hurt people invisible.

However, with a full blow, the opponent only broke his sleeves.

Xiyuan Qianli's eyes were red, and when he looked at the broken sleeves of Yang Feng, his eyes lit up and he shouted, "You are cheating."

Yang Feng simply tore off his sleeves and raised his right arm and said, "I can't talk about it, this is part of my body."

"You... are you a disabled person?"

Nishihara Qianli couldn't believe it. In fact, he knew very well that he could only comfort himself a little bit when he discovered this, because, as Yang Feng said, it was a part of his body, even if it was how to withstand his full blow. of.

At this time, Yang Feng spoke: "If you don't agree, let's try again."

"Naturally have to come over again." Lu Yingxing was the first to agree.

For a time, all eyes were on Nishihara Qianli.

At this moment, Nishihara Chisato closed his eyes, knowing the result, and couldn't shrink back, but he was a real samurai, and he would have to cut his belly if he failed.

"Mr Nishihara!" Lu Yingxing urged again impatiently.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Nishihara Qianli slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Yang Feng and said, "Give me a vigorous battle."

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head: "To be fair, let you have an arm."

With that said, he actually put his right arm behind his back.

Although Nishihara Qianli wanted to refuse, he finally gave up. In this way, he was not without the power of a fight.

"Well, in that case, I'm also using my bare hands." After all, Nishihara Thousand Miles abandoned Broken Blade.

In fact, the reason why Nishihara Qianli is doing this is just to pursue a kind of psychological balance. With his cultivation base today, the attack power is basically an order of magnitude without the wooden sword in his hand.

"COMEON!" Yang Feng hooked up.

This was a kind of contempt and an insult from the opponent, and Nishihara Qianli could no longer remain calm, throwing away his feet and attacking Yang Feng.

Nishihara Qianli had a good calculation, his hand knife hit with all strength, enough to split the trunk of the bowl, and now the target is Yang Feng's neck.

Near.

Closer.

Xiyuan Qianli was puzzled, why did Yang Feng stay still, could it be that he moved too fast?

It turned out to be nothing, Nishihara Qianli put a heart back in his stomach.

And Lu Yingxing finally showed a cruel smile.

As far as he knows, Nishihara Qianli often has nothing to do, so he just splits the material with his palms.

With this knife, his grievances can finally come out. More importantly, he slapped Park Zhongsheng in the face and frustrated his spirit. Maybe, Park Zhongsheng would take the initiative to abandon the speech debate.

A flame ignited in Nishihara Qianli's eyes, his back teeth clenched tightly, his face rose savagely, his arms rose up, and he was about to strike for power.

At this last moment, Yang Feng moved.

He kept his promise, with his right hand behind him, but instead of retreating, he slammed his right shoulder into Nishihara Chiri's right elbow, dissolving his long-standing blow.

Immediately after turning the palm of his left hand into a knife, he used his way to return to his body.

Nishihara was shocked.

Yang Feng seemed to have counted everything, and this blow was not fabricated out of thin air, but also gained momentum.

Nishihara Qianli raised his right arm to block.

When the two arms collided, Nishihara shook his body a thousand miles away, and he retreated three meters away before pulling up his sleeves and observing eagerly.

The forearm immediately swelled and was still shaking.

"You...you are tricking again!"

Nishihara Qianli took it for granted that Yang Feng was also wearing a steel brace on his left hand, otherwise, how could he be seriously injured in one blow.

He was about to cry, and he had never seen such a careless person.

Yang Feng smiled coldly, and raised his left sleeve: "See clearly, this is an arm made of flesh and blood, like a fake replacement, do you want to feel it."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, that is clearly the hardness of steel!"

Yang Feng was happy: "The hardness of steel? Is it there? Oh, maybe I instilled inner strength."

"Inner strength? How could it be, how old are you!"

"You don't care how old I am. My Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and my martial arts has a long history. You know what a fart, say, if you lose?"

"The battle has just begun!"

After all, Nishihara Kiyomi kicked off a wooden clog, followed by another.

The two wooden clogs rushed like a meteor, dividing Yang Feng's chest and dantian, while Nishihara Qianli was close behind.

Yang Feng nodded secretly, this trick is indeed very good, if it is a rival of the same level of Xiyuan Qianli, I am afraid that he can't cope with it and eventually loses.

But this is Yang Feng, his body whirled like a top suddenly.

After receiving force, the two flying wooden clogs flew out along the tangential direction. One hit Lu Yingxing's cheek, leaving a large footprint, and the other flew out of the sky.

Depressed Lu Yingxing saw Xiyuan Qianli attack, but the next moment, Lu Yingxing yelled in fright, because Xiyuan Qianli flew towards him with his teeth and claws.

Lu Yingxing stepped back, unexpectedly tripping the clogs, and just lay down, Nishihara Qianli grunted, lying on Senator Lu's body in a weird posture, which made people think of the word "broken arm" for the first time.

"Ah—" Lu Yingxing pushed away Xiyuan Qianli who was pressing on him, got up in embarrassment, clicked on Yang Feng and Pu Zhong, and then walked away in disgrace.