"Whose dog comes here and barks?"
Deng Jinkui knew Wei Dagang and had been to the Phoenix Palace, but as an eighth-grade master, he didn't take Wei Dagang seriously.
What Deng Jinkui is afraid of is the Cheng family, the great master Cheng Kuo, and the black widow Cheng Wanqing, not Wei Dagang.
"Deng Jinkui? Why are you here?"
When Wei Dagang saw Deng Jinkui, he was also stunned for a moment.
"Is this your home? No wonder the little bastard surnamed Lin dared to attack my Phoenix Palace and even injured me. It turned out that he was relying on you to support him. I'm afraid he overestimated you and you still supported me. Don’t stop!”
Wei Dagang would not offend an eighth-grade master like Deng Jinkui.
But now that his life has been ruined, even a martial arts master, let alone the eighth-grade Deng Jinkui, has to take a chance on such a big enemy.
"What the hell are you talking about? How could I support Mr. Lin? I'm just looking after the door for Mr. Lin."
Deng Jinkui curled his lips and said.
"Are you working as a watchdog for a little bastard named Lin? Deng Jinkui, Deng Jinkui, you are an eighth-level expert and a well-known figure in Luo City, but unexpectedly you became a watchdog for a nobody. I feel ashamed for you. "
Wei Dagang mocked.
"I work as a watchdog for Mr. Lin, and you work as a dog for the Cheng family. How can you feel superior in front of me? I can slap you to death, so who do you think you are?"
Deng Jinkui snorted coldly.
Wei Dagang also argued: "Of course I have a sense of superiority. The Cheng family is a master family. Who is that little bastard named Lin? As the saying goes, a dog must look at its master. Can your master compare with mine? ?”
At this time, someone got out of the car behind him. It was Cheng Kuo's third apprentice, Zhao Weiming.
All Cheng Kuo's direct disciples must change their names after joining the disciples, and add the word "Wei" in the middle to respect their disciples.
Zhao Weiming and Deng Jinkui, both masters of the acquired eighth level, had fought against each other before, and Zhao Weiming was slightly better with Cheng's Baguazhang.
"That's right. It's the same as being a dog. Being a dog for the Cheng family is much better than being a dog for a nobody."
Zhao Weiming said arrogantly as soon as he got out of the car.
"Deng Jinkui, after all you are also a master of the eighth level, but you have fallen to this level, and you are not ashamed of it, but proud of it? How ridiculous!"
Deng Jinkui's expression changed slightly when he saw Zhao Weiming getting out of the car.
"I'm happy, but can you take care of it? Besides, how do you know that Mr. Lin is not as good as your Cheng family?"
Although Deng Jinkui doesn't think Lin Yang can be compared with Cheng, but now, he still has to hold on and hold on. If he loses, he won't lose. Even if he can't beat him in a fight, he can't give up easily even if he talks. .
Zhao Weiming and Wei Dagang laughed loudly when they heard this, as if they had heard a big joke.
"How dare a mere unknown to be compared with the Cheng family? Deng Jinkui, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey!"
Zhao Weiming laughed.
Deng Jinkui also wanted to argue with Zhao Weiming, which was also to delay Lin Yang's time. If it was not necessary, he did not want to offend the Cheng family by fighting Zhao Weiming.
But Zhao Weiming waved his hand and directly interrupted Deng Jinkui's words.
"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you. I'm here to kill that guy named Lin today. I don't care what your relationship is with him. You'd better mind your own business."
When Deng Jinkui heard this, he knew that the matter had come to this. He couldn't delay it even if he wanted to delay it, and he had to make a decision.
"I promised Mr. Lin to guard the door for him. No one can be allowed in without his consent."
Deng Jinkui hesitated for a moment, but decided to side with Lin Yang. He wanted to take a gamble!
Deng Jinkui believed in the Murong family's vision, and also believed in Cao Keming and Qi Yixin's judgment of Lin Yang.
If the bet is right, he will reap huge benefits.
Even if he loses the bet, Zhao Weiming can beat him, but he can't do anything to him. At worst, his family will move out of Los Angeles.
"Deng Jinkui, you should know very well that you are no match for me. If you don't know what is good and what is good, don't blame me for being ungrateful. You can't stop me. And if you offend our Cheng family, do you know what it means? The consequences? There will be no place for you in Luo City."
Although Zhao Weiming was slightly stronger, he couldn't defeat Deng Jinkui immediately, so he just wanted to defeat Deng Jinkui without fighting, scare Deng Jinkui away, and save time and effort.
Deng Jinkui was silent for a moment, then took a step forward.
"I still want to take a gamble."
"What bet?"
"I bet Mr. Lin will surpass the Cheng family and become the king of Luo City in the future."
Deng Jinkui's words once again aroused the ridicule of Zhao Weiming, Wei Dagang and others.
"I am very sure now that your brain has been really damaged. Do you dare to believe that a young boy will become the king of Luo City? Okay, today I will kill the future king of Luo City and shatter your illusions."
Zhao Weiming said as he moved forward.
Deng Jinkui was also concentrating, his muscles bulged and veins appeared, ready to fight.
"My defeated general, it was just a sparring match last time. I showed mercy to you and did not seriously hurt you. Today, you will die in my hands. From now on, there will be one less eighth-grade master in Luo City."
Zhao Weiming opened up his posture, took the starting position of Cheng's Baguazhang, and took the lead in attacking.
"Master Wei, do you need me to bring someone in?"
Sun Bao saw Zhao Weiming and Deng Jinkui fighting fiercely, and it might be difficult to tell the winner for a while.
"Don't worry! If you lead someone in, aren't you looking for death? Can you beat that kid?"
Wei Dagang waved his hand and said.
"Uh... I'm worried that the kid slipped away quietly." Sun Bao said.
"A monk who can escape can't escape from the temple. When Mr. Zhao kills Deng Jinkui, that kid won't be able to escape either."
Wei Dagang said.
Two acquired eighth-level warriors fought against each other, and their strength was not much different. This battle scene was very exciting, and Wei Dagang's men could not take their eyes off it.
"If I had known that Deng Jinkui was here, I should have asked Miss Wan Qing to send Mr. Shi to take action."
The second master Shi in Wei Dagang's mouth is Shi Weijun, the second disciple of Cheng Kuo's sect. He is a genuine ninth-level acquired martial arts master.
"However, Mr. Zhao has already gained the upper hand. It will be a matter of time before Deng Jinkui loses."
Although Deng Jinkui and Zhao Weiming are both at the eighth level, Zhao Weiming practices Baguazhang, which is a superior internal martial art, while the Kung Fu practiced by Deng Jinkui is an external martial art, which is much inferior.
At the same level, the level of martial arts will also determine the true combat effectiveness.
They are also at the eighth level, and those who practice internal kung fu are better than those who practice external kung fu. Moreover, Baguazhang is flexible and versatile, and its moves are exquisite. It is reasonable for Deng Jinkui to lose.
Deng Jinkui's pressure increased as the war progressed, but he could only grit his teeth and attack with all his might. Seeing this, Zhao Weiming used a clever silver bottle move to defuse Deng Jinkui's strong attack. He then used the Eight Trigrams footwork to advance forward, and then used the Old Ape Hanging Seal move. , blasting Deng Jinkui away directly.
The outcome is decided!
