"You, you killed him." Wang Daiyun looked at the handsome boy with a blank face and said in disbelief.
"You want to ask me to kill someone for five hundred yuan. Are you crazy or am I crazy?" The handsome guy with white face rolled his eyes. He was obviously shocked by Wang Daiyun's words. After a while, he said: "He just fainted." Okay, you won¡¯t wake up until you get to the station, okay, you can pay now!¡±.
"Really, can you just tell him no? Do you need to use such a heavy hand?" Wang Daiyun was also a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect this handsome young man who looked gentle and gentle to be so violent, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.
"Okay, beauty, stop talking about those useless things and pay for it!" The fair-faced handsome guy seemed a little impatient and directly reached out to ask for money.
"Me, me?" Wang Daiyun was extremely embarrassed and scared. She didn't know what to say.
"What are you doing?" Just when Wang Daiyun was at a loss, a loud shout suddenly sounded from behind her, and a man in sportswear jumped out of nowhere, holding a large bag of snacks in his hand, blocking the way. In front of Wang Daiyun, she looked at the handsome white-faced boy warily.
"Wang Meng. You are here. This guy bullied me. You have to help me take revenge." Wang Daiyun was overjoyed when she saw the big man who suddenly came out. She seemed to have found her backbone in an instant. She suddenly became more courageous. She actually wanted Wang Meng to kill the handsome white-faced guy. Teach him a lesson.
"Hey! Beauty, you don't want to default on your debt, do you? You look well dressed, so you can't even afford five hundred!" The fair-faced handsome guy ignored Wang Meng and just looked at Wang Daiyun with a frown.
"What kind of guy is this guy with no eyesight? He tricked us." Although Wang Meng is a wall, his employer is Li Wanying who is sitting on the side. In addition, he does not understand the situation, so naturally he cannot listen to Wang Daiyun and take action. He took action, but when he heard the other party asking for money, he took it for granted that the other party was definitely not a good person. When I take action, I have no scruples.
Wang Meng was born in a family of martial arts, and his hard qigong training was worthy of the word "superior". Even if a few big guys hit him with weapons such as steel bars and wooden sticks in their hands, it would be almost like scratching an itch. His body was harder than a rock. In addition, he had joined the army and was familiar with all kinds of capture and enemy-control techniques in the army. Twenty people who were just waiting for him could not get close to him.
Wang Meng now regarded the handsome boy as a blackmailer, so he struck without mercy and stretched out his big hand. After putting it on the shoulder of the handsome white-faced guy, he had to use grappling skills to remove the opponent's joints.
The white-faced scholar seemed to be suddenly frightened. He was stunned and just watched Wang Meng put his hand on his shoulder.
"Hey!" Wang Meng put his hand on the white-faced scholar's shoulder. He was about to cut his hand back, but who knew that the other party's shoulder shook violently, easily shaking Wang Meng's hand away.
"It turns out that he is still a practicing master." Wang Meng knew that he had met a master this time. He stared at the handsome boy with a white face no longer mercilessly. However, his feet in black leather shoes moved silently, and he kicked out diagonally. Turn outward, shovel towards his calf and tibia, and then hook inward fiercely! It looks like a sickle used to cut wheat¡âIt is the kick-hook in Plum Blossom Boxing.
This king can directly cut off a ten centimeter thick jujube tree stump with one shovel and one hook. Let alone a human leg.
He silently swung his foot and hooked it out, intending to cut off the fair-faced handsome boy's leg bone! The attack was very vicious.
Faced with this move, the fair-faced handsome boy could not move his lower body. Wang Meng's leg was hooked on it. When the opponent pulled back, his calf suddenly bounced.
boom! Wang Meng's foot hooked the opponent's calf and he was about to pull back. Suddenly, he felt as if a ten-thousand-pound bowstring was vibrating on the opponent's calf, which made his lower limbs almost numb.
¡°Then his body seemed to be stepping on a trampoline, flying two meters upside down like a cloud, and his body was pressed hard against the wall before he reluctantly stopped.
Li Wanying and Wang Daiyun next to them only saw him kick out suddenly, and then he flew up for no reason and pressed his back against the wall.
Hi! Wang Meng was shaken away and was very angry" Suddenly he kicked off the wall again, used the force to rush forward and punched him. Halfway through, his five fingers exploded like the petals of a plum blossom, hitting the white-faced scholar's lower abdomen, stomach and spleen.
This is the "Five Plum Blossom Splits" in Plum Blossom Quan Pao. The punch can be transformed into finger-explosion, it can be used to hit acupoints, and it can be transformed into grabbing and grabbing, grabbing clothes and beating. The fighting style is weird and changeable, and ordinary people have encountered it. Simply dumbfounded.
But the white-faced scholar turned a blind eye to these complicated changes, and directly pressed down with his forearms horizontally, just in the crooks of Wang Meng's arms.
With such a simple pressure, all the changes disappeared. Suddenly I only felt the curling of my hands and arms.It was as if a big iron pillar had been pressed against the curved area, making his body unable to move.
He struggled so hard that his face was red and his neck was thick and he couldn't move at all. Then he looked up and saw that the opponent's breath was flat, his heart was beating slowly, and his breathing was even. He knew that the opponent's skill was far superior to his.
"Brother, I admit defeat. Judging from your skills, you are not a robber or a thief. If you have any inconvenience now, I can help you." Wang Meng knew that the opponent's skills were far superior to his own, and He seems to be practicing in the internal martial arts line, so he knew there must be a misunderstanding. After all, the opponent has such high skills and can make a living anywhere. Even if he does fall into the trap, he must be a gangster, and he will definitely not On the train again, for a little money.
"Stop talking nonsense, your master, you owe me five hundred yuan. If you pay, I will leave immediately. If you don't pay, don't blame me for being rude." The handsome white-faced man said coldly.
"Okay, I'll give it to you right away." Wang Meng was so single that he didn't even turn around to ask what his boss meant. He took out a wallet from his pocket, pulled out a wad of hundred-dollar bills, and handed it over.
"Wouldn't it be over if we did this earlier? It has to be so complicated." The handsome white-faced man curled his lips in disdain, then counted out five bills from the wad of bills, stuffed them into his pocket, and threw the rest back to Wang Meng. He said, "The price we just agreed upon is five hundred yuan, and I won't charge you more."
"I don't know your brother's surname!" Wang Meng looked at the handsome boy with a white face carefully. Judging from his skills, he must be a member of the martial arts world. Wang Meng now wanted to know where he was and which sect he belonged to. Yes, there was such a great master.
"My name is Zhou Yang. If you want to take revenge, you can come to me." The handsome guy with white face said without looking back.
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