Qiu Ying's eyes were blazing, staring at Hong Zhennan as if he were staring at a prey.
He exerts force in his Dantian, and his energy comes out with his Qi, humming and haha.
"Hmph! Ha!"
Hong Zhennan was shaken away.
Then he chased forward.
The old white eyebrow fists were used one by one.
Pierce, lock, seal, hook, draw, break, drill, throw, whip, slip, and suck.
The shots are like lightning strikes, and the energy is like shooting arrows.
"Look at the punch!!"
Qiu Ying roared loudly, but he was trying to trick Hong Zhennan.
He talks about punches, but actually kicks them.
Hands seal the door, feet pave the way. The hands go with them and the body turns with the steps.
If you don't have your hands back, you can just go and get through three levels.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two consecutive punches, less than a second apart, hit Hong Zhennan's chest.
"Ahem..."
Hong Zhennan clutched his chest and hurriedly combed his breathing. He stared at Qiu Ying with a very unhappy expression.
If his skills were really inferior, he would have nothing to say.
But after just exchanging more than a dozen moves, he found that the opponent's strength was actually about the same as his own. It's just that the opponent is recharging his energy and is in full strength, but he has already experienced a melee, his physical strength has declined, and his strength has weakened.
Only then did he gain the upper hand!
As soon as Qiu Ying glanced at the situation downstairs, he saw that there was still a scuffle, and some of the Mazai boys began to lose their ability to work.
Qiu Ying was angry, he would deal with these gangsters in the future.
As soon as his thoughts changed, he said loudly: "What, are your legs weak?? Give them all to me! If anyone can break one of their arms, I will give them a thousand yuan, and a thousand yuan for each leg."
"Let's all have a go! This opportunity to make a lot of money comes to your doorstep, what are you waiting for??!"
As soon as this sentence was said, people's hearts were immediately inspired.
One thousand yuan! !
Nowadays, most people who have a decent job only earn between 100 and 200 yuan a month. As for those who work hard, it is even less. A few dozen yuan a month is pretty good!
If you get this money, you will be very happy this year!
Thinking of this, the eyes of Ma Zai, who was still wailing, turned red. He ignored his own pain and struggled, waved and screamed.
At this moment, the pressure on the four people below suddenly increased.
They had already fought back seventy or eighty people, and some were knocked down at the door. It only took less than half an hour, but their physical strength was gradually exhausted.
Don't look back at the usual practice in the past, where you would do horse stance for dozens of minutes, and then practice boxing for most of the day.
But when it comes to actual fighting, the energy consumed in a short period of time is staggering!
This is different from practicing martial arts. If you are not careful, you will really get fired.
"Strike hard to block their ability to move."
At the critical moment, Hong Meifang made a decision directly.
Zheng Zixuan and Luo Zitao responded "Okay".
They were also out of breath, and their movements and reactions had slowed down.
Especially Zheng Zixuan, when he was fighting with the "Little Knife Brother" Jia Xinbin, he couldn't relax at all, and his body and mind were already exhausted.
When some horse boys struggled to rush over again.
"boom!"
There was a loud gunshot.
Accompanied by a slight smell of gunpowder, the entire bar suddenly felt as if the pause button had been pressed.
Those Ma Chai boys did not dare to rush forward any further, and the two people on the second floor were also attracted by the sound of gunshots.
"Fei Bo, do you dare to shoot?!!"
Qiu Ying asked with a sullen face.
"Why don't I dare to shoot?"
Pang Kaibo slowly lowered the arm holding the gun, but the muzzle was still pointed forward.
"You used the gun because you really wanted to fight to the death?"
"Boss Qiu, I said it at the beginning. I received a report from someone and wanted to ask you to return to the police team to assist in the investigation." Pang Kaibo shrugged, "I didn't expect that things would get to this point!"
Qiu Ying said: "Then, who do you want to take back to investigate?"
"That good citizen didn't dare to say his name! So, I have to ask everyone to go back and help with the investigation!"
"Hmph! Fei Bo, do you think you are great if you have a gun?" Qiu Ying mocked, "How many bullets can you have in a gun? Five? Or six?"
"Even if you brought a magazine, look at how many brothers I have here?!"
As if cooperating with Qiu Ying, many of Ma Zai's younger brothers shouted in unison.
"You can do it with just a gun...?"
Pang Kaibo said happily: "I only have one gun. But when I feel that my personal safety is threatened, I have the right to kill the enemy."
"There aren't many bullets. I fired one, and there are five more to go." Pang Kaibo's little eyes looked at the group of horses, "I just don't know. Which one of you is willing to be one of those five people?"
Many Ma Zai brothers looked at me and I looked at you, but they all hesitated to move forward.
They join the [White Eyebrow Club] to be popular and drink hot food, and they can bully whoever they want. But he is not so noble as to sacrifice himself to give others a chance to gain wealth.
"Qiu Ying."
Hong Zhennan on the second floor said: "The situation is very clear now. The key is for you and me to fight."
"This is a way to put an end to today's matter and avoid further casualties."
Qiu Ying looked at the current situation, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened in an arc, and the arc became longer and longer.
"Hahaha……"
"Okay! Today we are not only high and low, but also life and death. If I lose, it means that I am nothing more than that!!"
After saying that, he kicked off his feet and headed straight towards Hong Zhennan.
"Wait, we don't have to..."
Before Hong Zhennan could finish his words, he had to face Qiu Ying's attack like a violent storm.
Qiu Ying, who completely let go of life and death, is terrifying. He attacks but not defends, has strict techniques, combines long and short bridges, and has thorough strength.
Get the bridge and get the upper hand, and advance to the third level.
It was particularly difficult for Hong Zhennan to parry as his physical strength had not yet recovered.
"What's wrong? Fight back!!"
Qiu Ying kept taunting while raining down fists.
"Too slow, too slow! Why are your fists like a girl's?"
Hong Zhennan protected his head with both arms and kept retreating.
He is also a strong-blooded person, so why is he not angry when he is humiliated like this?
"ah!"
A burst of energy and an own goal.
Hong Zhennan wanted to attack his left waist, but Qiu Ying had not yet withdrawn his left fist.
But he noticed the triumphant look in Qiu Ying's eyes.
The left foot is like a nail digging into the ground, the right leg is bent and bounced, twisting the waist, and exerting strength.
A knee strike was aimed accurately at Hong Zhennan's heart.
"Danger!"
"Anan, be careful!"
Hong Zhennan noticed this killing move and it was too late to dodge.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
Hong Zhennan's body flew backwards. In the emergency, he only controlled his body to deflect a few inches.
"Ahem..."
Hong Zhennan fell to the ground with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Die!!"
Before he could get up, Qiu Ying jumped into the air with a loud roar, bent his calves, and pointed his knees straight at Hong Zhennan's throat.
"Brother Nan!!"
It was Hong Meifang’s shout.
Hong Zhennan stared blankly at his knees getting closer and closer to him.
He knew how powerful Qiu Ying was.
Am I... going to die?
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