Chapter 18 The Power of One Strike

Zhang Bowen was stunned when he heard this. In the final analysis, this is also the door of the Pan family. There is no problem for Pan Hongsheng to go in with dignity. It is also reasonable to wait at the door. After all, as long as Pan Hongsheng's identity is confirmed, Zhang Bowen can definitely go in.

However, Pan Hongsheng directly let himself do it. Let alone say how many people will come out of these young people who lie down. Just by doing it, he has directly pushed Pan Hongsheng to the opposite side of the Pan family.

What is the most important thing as a family business is not contribution or achievement, but rules. Without rules, a thousand-year-old enterprise will die.

"Brother Sheng." Zhang Bowen called Pan Hongsheng.

"Are you coming or am I coming?" Pan Hongsheng turned around and smiled at Zhang Bowen, and Zhang Bowen, who saw the other party's reflection, didn't say anything. He raised his hand and punched the nearest young man's face.

Pan Hongsheng's decision is indeed a tough confrontation with the whole Pan family, but this child doesn't care. In his opinion, the whole family is not as important as Zhang Bowen.

A person who is willing to put down everything in his hand and comes with a text message as quickly as possible will never be his subordinates, but a brother.

No matter what happened to Pan Hongsheng's previous fight at the Communication University or every time Pan Hongsheng called Zhang Bowen to ask him for help, Pan Hongsheng never heard of a time when he was in trouble. Even if he put down the beautiful teacher who had just soaked his hand, he would carry his big schoolbag and Pan Hongsheng into the deep mountains and old forest without saying a word.

Pan Hongsheng, who is familiar with the coldness and warmth of the world, does not think that he has the opportunity to meet a second brother like Zhang Bowen who will desperately accompany him to the knife mountain and go to the oil pot.

He can indeed go in by himself to let Zhang Bowen wait at the door, and the young man knows that Zhang Bowen will not have any complaints, even if there is a little grudge in his heart, but he is not happy and does not want to cool this friend out.

Although this is Pan Hongsheng's first time to go home, in the final analysis, this is also the Pan family, Pan Hongsheng's old nest. He has never learned to entertain guests like this, and even if the old man knows it, he will slap himself dizzy.

Quietly watching Zhang Bowen confronting several people, Pan Hongsheng with a faint smile.

Zhang Bowen's temperament. At the beginning, the old monk only said half of it. Although the remaining half was hesitant, Pan Hongsheng also had a general understanding of it. If he controlled his temperament, he was afraid he could be a powerful role in the future. If he couldn't control it well, he was afraid that he would not be a murderer and a bloodthirsty in the future.

In other words, as long as the calt fights, he is full of excitement. Pan Hongsheng doesn't know how the other party developed this problem, but he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he watched Zhang Bowen punching the young man from afar.

"Kid, are you still here to make trouble?"

not far away, Pan Jiasheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man who fell into the big spat and asked. The five young people behind him who usually watched the door were also staring at Zhang Bowen like a big enemy.

"Whatever you think." Looking at the little blood on his fist, Zhang Bowen grinned and looked at several people with a trace of excitement.

"Give it to me!" Pan Jiasheng turned black and waved his hands to several people around him. The faces of the five young people who heard this sentence immediately changed, and no one dared to do it.

Although the family is strictly graded, there is no one who listens to anyone. The final result of a few children who don't listen to Pan Jiasheng must be beaten, but if they listen to the result, they seem to be beaten. They are beaten inside and outside, and they would rather be beaten later.

Looking at Pan Jiasheng's emboldering, Zhang Bowen's eyes came to the other party step by step with a smile in his eyes. Pan Jiasheng's face changed significantly when he saw that the other party seemed to be going to do it. Then he stared at several people behind him and immediately put his fists on his chest.

The starting style of gun fist.

With a trace of excitement in his eyes, Zhang Bowen also made the posture of cannon boxing. This foal is only fond of cannon boxing in all punches. On the one hand, it is the momentum of giving up his life and death, and on the other hand, it is the attitude of swallowing mountains and rivers rather than bending.

The bald head flashed, and the two confronted directly, but Pan Jiasheng's momentum was obviously not as good as Zhang Bowen.

"Three tricks for you to vomit blood!" Zhang Bowen licked his lips, and his whole body suddenly bent his knees and rushed directly towards Pan Jiasheng.

Compared with Pan Hongsheng, Zhang Bowen is less flexible but obviously more explosive.

At the beginning, I saw Pan Hongsheng turn the tide in Zhang Bowen, Jinjiang, but at that time, his strength was really poor, but now, this he is definitely the master of the low side.

"Do you dare to make a draft than bragging?" Pan Jiasheng snorted, watched the other party rush directly towards him, narrow his eyes, and then retreated to one side.

The roaring wind of Zhang Bowen's punch made him know that he could not catch this punch. He simply turned the fist and directly changed it to a broken tooth punch.

It is obvious that there are many advantages to fight against the cannon boxing with broken teeth. Zhang Bowen's first cannon boxing is also too powerful.

Collapse of teeth also pays attention to explosion, but the difference between cannon fists is that it can be changed at will. In Pan Jiasheng's opinion, there is no way out for Zhang Bowen's move. As long as he attacks the key points and makes a posture of exchanging injuries for injuries, the other party will definitely close down, and then he will take the opportunity to change his moves and attack it unprepared.

It's really a good idea. Looking at the fist that was getting closer and closer to him, Pan Jiasheng squeezed his lips and took a steady step directly, and then prepared to pick up the other party with his shoulder and poke the other party's ribs with a broken tooth on his right hand.

After all, the two people still have a certain advantage over Pan Jiasheng. They are much taller than their corresponding arm length and take advantage. If Zhang Bowen's punch hits him, the other party will break at least two ribs.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer. Everyone present is staring at Pan Hongsheng and Zhang Bowen, who will collide with each other, but the faces of both sides are not good.

Zhang Bowen's momentum is too strong. Several doorkeepers seem to have seen Pan Jiasheng's expression of lying on the ground and spitting blood for a while. The reason why Pan Hongsheng's face is ugly is that he is very disgusted with Zhang Bowen's approach.

If he is not there, how many people can he deal with according to Zhang Bowen's playing style? Two or three people were killed. This kind of injury-for-injury play does not show his advantage. If he could be at least ten people of the same level, and it would be good that Zhang Bowen would not be injured under this blow.

"Die!" His face was crazy. Zhang Bowen stared at Pan Jiasheng, who seemed to be able to change at will, and the other party also stared at him. The next moment was the scene of meat fist collision.

"Bang!" The huge sound was accompanied by Pan Jiasheng's scream. At the same time, everyone present stared at standing gently on the ground and patted Zhang Bowen, who was not discolored. Even Pan Hongsheng swallowed his saliva.

He really didn't even expect this collision just now.