34, the reincarnation of Bruce Lee

Neil looked at the brothers around him and saw the desire for life from their eyes. At this time, the obscene man howled again, and his sharp voice was disgusting. "Neil, you old man, you old man, you have said so. Why don't you agree quickly? Are you going to kill us all?"

He stared at the obscene man in disgust. Neil nodded helplessly, "The senior told Neil to obey. Please come with me."

Neil led the way. Feng Xiaobing led Luo Li to follow carelessly. The others carried the body and helped the obscene man out of the alley together. In place, only a pool of red and white blood and the metal lamp post with five punch prints were left.

The two quickly attracted an SUV, picked up the body and walked away, and the others continued to walk under the leadership of Neil.

Not long after walking through two streets, Neil stopped in front of a beautiful building, which was where the branch was located.

Feng Xiaobing and Luo Li followed Neil into the elevator, which went straight to the top floor.

"Neil, what kind of gang are you?" Feng Xiaobing asked casually.

"... Red Blood Gang." Neil hesitated for a moment and answered, paying attention to Feng Xiaobing's reaction.

Feng Xiaobing nodded and had no reaction. He knew nothing about the gangs in the world, which also highlighted his image as a master in Neil's mind.

Soon, the three of them came to the top floor. When the elevator came out, there was a huge hall. In the hall, there were more than 20 guards who looked like black elements (no, they were all wearing signature black suits). The hall was facing the other side of the elevator. A wide wooden door was closed, and the situation on the other side was impossible. Know.

Feng Xiaobing quickly received the other side image from Luo Li's mind. This is Luo Li's powerful brain wave ability, which can roughly detect the situation outside the line of sight within the perception range, just like radar, and can use the brain wave communication of zombies to transmit to Feng Xiaobing's brain, which is quite a sharp ability. .

The other side of the wooden door is not the room imagined by ordinary people, but a corridor. There are three rooms on both sides of the corridor, just like the layout of a hotel room. There are more than a dozen guards with guns in it. At the other end of the corridor, there is a thick door wrapped in iron. After the door, there is a man sitting on a wide boss. The phone is being answered behind the desk.

Neil took a step ahead and entered the wooden door. I guess he went to report.

Feng Xiaobing took the next action plan in his mind and communicated with Luo Li with his brain waves. Luo Li was obviously eager to try. In the eyes of these dozens of big men, they were no different from toys.

Soon, Neil walked out of it angrily. Obviously, the communication was not smooth. Feng Xiaobing smiled softly, and everything was in his calculation.

When he came to Feng Xiaobing, Neil became hesitant and looked unspeakable. Feng Xiaobing patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Neil, needless to say, I'd better visit him in person." With that, he walked slowly to the wooden door.

Neil looked at Feng Xiaobing's back and stopped talking. Finally, he didn't say anything, but retreated to the entrance of the elevator.

More than 20 thiecess gathered around. Without the boss's instructions, this little white face dared to break in. That's not good.

These thurchiners in the hall were not equipped with guns. In their opinion, more than 20 people also crushed the boy to death, not to mention that there were armed guards behind the door.

Feng Xiaobing walked to the center of the hall and was surrounded by thrushes. Luo Li did not follow. Instead, she retreated to Neil and smiled at Neil, and then looked at Feng Xiaobing on the scene like Neil.

Feng Xiaobing used to admire Bruce Lee the most. He broke into the Hongkou Dojo alone in Jingwumen and beat those Japanese kids everywhere. I don't know how many times he watched it over and over again, and then he dreamed that one day he could be so majestic. Well, now I have my own strength, but it's a pity that there are not enough people here. It seems that there are many fewer people than the scene of Bruce Lee's predecessor. There's nothing we can do. Let's make do with it.

He took off his winter clothes and exposed his close-fitting underwear. He wanted to pull off his two sleeves and play cool shirtless, but finally he was not willing to buy the new clothes he had just bought.

He put on the classic gesture, wiped his nostrils with his right thumb, "Hey~~~" with a strange cry, and then waved contemptuously.

The hitters were shocked by the strange screams, and then reacted. The fastest-acting guys rushed up with a roar, as if they were afraid that others would grab the credit.

Feng Xiaobing's concentration, everyone's movements seemed to suddenly turn into a movie slow mirror. In fact, his zombie extraordinary physique transformed by the god-sling flower played a role, which exceeded the speed of nerve response of the ordinary number of people, so that he could gain insight into the opportunity, and his strong body made his movements to keep up with the nerve reaction. In a word, it is no exaggeration to say that the perverted body cooperates with the perverted brain.

Several slow-motion hitters have not rushed in front of him. Feng Xiaobing has carefully reviewed Bruce Lee's movements several times. He has almost thought about it. The other party has also arrived in front of him. One sideways rushed forward and half a slippery step. Feng Xiaobing squeezed into the middle of the two. The other party's fist has fallen behind him, and his legs have become the front and back. Bow step, his arms stretched out to both sides, and one made a strong forward swing, and there was a crisp sound. The first two unlucky guys snorted and flew out, knocking down six or seven other people behind him.

It was very clear, but it was different in the eyes of everyone. They just felt a flower in front of them. Two people flew back on their side and lay straight on the ground, holding their stomachs and couldn't get up.

Everyone thumped and stood up neatly, but the fools could see that they had encountered the hard stubble. It was so fast that they couldn't see their movements clearly, and they didn't look like a fancy rack, and their fists were also hard enough.

Neil was not very surprised. He had been prepared, but he was still impressed again by Feng Xiaobing's strange tricks and strong strength, and even thought of whether it was wise for him to refuse to follow this master.

Luo Li looked at it and smiled. Her father's movements were so handsome that she had never seen it before. She slapped her little slap happily and giggled.

Feng Xiaobing is so cool. Shit, no wonder Elder Li is so keen on practicing martial arts. It turns out that it's really cool to beat people, especially with tricks. It's really really fun.

Other thiethrs were still hesitating, but Feng Xiaobing officially started training with a strange scream.

A sliding step kicked sideways, and a 'human-shaped sandbag' shouted and flew out, bounced on the wall from afar and fell back to the ground and howled.

It's fun, Feng Xiaobing shouted strangely, kicking forward, locking the throat, over-the-shoulder fall, back kick, a series of heart-piercing fists... After a series of movements, when he was preparing for the most awesome X rotating serial foot, he found... There is no one in front of me.

Most of the fat pigs of more than 20 people lying on the ground in the slaughterhouse wailed, and the last one stood there in the distance and shivered.

Feng Xiaobing was overjoyed. Hey, my most handsome move has not been used yet. How can there be no one? He threw a wink at the remaining person gratefully and kicked it with a strange scream.

With a "plop~~~" sound, just as Feng Xiaobing was about to use the last kick of the rotating chain foot perfectly, the last 'human-shaped sandbag' knelt on the ground, kowtowed wildly, and shouted, "Senior, spare my life, forgive me, little one."

"Oh, hey~~", Feng Xiaobing put his foot empty and almost twisted his waist depressedly. How uncomfortable it was.

"I rely on your spicy chicken wings. At this time, I dropped the chain. How can you fucking teach you? You should have backbone. A man bleeds than tears. It's better to die than succumb. I don't understand. Shit~~~" With that, Feng Xiaobing went up and punched eight times and shouted, "I make you have no backbone. I don't let me happy. ~..."

Soon, the unlucky defector was beaten black and blue, wailing and trying to avoid it, but how could he escape Feng Xiaobing's clutches.

Neil couldn't stand it anymore. If he continued to fight, it turned into a roast sausage. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Senior, senior~~".

Feng Xiaobing finally heard Neil's trembling voice and stopped Wang Baquan, who did not have the demeanor of his predecessors.

"Well, senior, you are indeed a master among masters. Neil admires you very much, but..." Neil stopped talking.

"But what, say it, why are the men hesitant? I don't like it." Feng Xiaobing said carelessly that a king's eight punch basically calmed him down.

Neil made up his mind and said softly, "The senior is extraordinary, but after all, it is flesh and blood. There is a corridor behind the wooden door, and the rooms on both sides are full of gunmen. Senior, you'd better avoid it for the time being."

Feng Xiaobing looked at Neil, laughed and patted Neil on the shoulder. "Don't worry, since I'm here, how can I not meet this boss? Don't worry, um, you're very good."

With a brain wave, Luo Li nodded and stood in front of the wooden door. Because she turned her back to Neil and Feng Xiaobing, Neil did not see the strange red light in Lori's eyes.

Then, Feng Xiaobing stepped forward and pulled Luo Li's little hand and kicked open the wooden door.

Neil almost screamed, but the expected scene of bullets flying did not appear. Feng Xiaobing and his daughter slowly walked through the corridor admiring the murals on both sides as if they were going to the mall, and there was no movement in the rooms on both sides.

Neil followed strangely. When he walked through a door, he opened the door curiously. He saw several guards holding all kinds of long and short guns lying on the ground. There was no movement at all, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

A cold sweat appeared on his back. Neil looked at Feng Xiaobing's father and daughter's back and felt a change again, master? Immortal? Still, the devil? With a shiver, Neil didn't dare to think about it anymore. He quickly stepped forward and followed Neil. The quiet rooms on both sides made him shudder.

Neil's reaction is Feng Xiaobing very satisfied. Li Wei is very successful. After being the boss for a few years, he is still very good at controlling his subordinates. Next, hey hey, that is...

Feng Xiaobing came to the door wrapped in iron and still kicked over. The door opened, and a guy who was about to get up was so scared that he fell on the big back leather chair behind the boss's table.

Neil stood aside and was just scolded by the so-called boss in front of him for making a small report. At this time, he didn't want to say more.

Feng Xiaobing looked at the boss of the gang branch in front of him. Shit, he didn't look like a boss no matter how he looked like a boss. He was 40 or 50 years old. His sharp-mouthed monkey's cheek face was extremely obscene, which was better than the obscene man who was beaten by Feng Xiaobing in that alley. At this time, he was half lying in the wide back chair and shivering.

"Hey, are you the boss here?" Feng Xiaobing didn't dare to confirm how such a guy could be the boss, like a dog-headed military division, and then looked suspiciously at Neil standing aside.

Neil nodded with a wry smile, indicating that the person's identity was correct.

Feng Xiaobing's question made the so-called boss have a little confidence and struggled to sit up from the leather chair.