Chapter 19 Pan Huaxiong

Pan Hongsheng did not expect that at the moment when the two people were about to contact, Zhang Bowen's boxing style remained unchanged but suddenly kicked out. Even Pan Hongsheng did not expect this kick. After all, the two were fighting with boxing, which was obviously suspected of cheating.

Indeed, Zhang Bowen is just playing tricks. It is obviously a fool's dream that this child wants to catch up with Pan Hongsheng halfway out of the mountain. Even if he is at the same level, this he is not superior.

After all, most people rely on boxing to torture the 'qi' little by bit, and Zhang Bowen is the real 'qi'. Although the nature is not much different, the perception of boxing has become Zhang Bowen's most important drawback.

In a society that has been struggling for so long, Zhang Bowen naturally has his own set of plans to fight. What others say is 'quick and accurate' in this ranks, but it is also very important to be surprised. For example, Zhang Bowen kicked out, although he made everyone's Lei's outside and tender, it really made the Pan family fall to the ground.

Only one foot.

Pan Hongsheng, who was not far away, squinted at this scene, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. People must have a destiny. Although Zhang Bowen did not understand enough boxing, he was obviously much better than the real martial artist in terms of change.

Of course, Pan Hongsheng can also do it like Zhang Bowen. It's just that there is no need to let him know what to do with the old man in the past 20 years. It is the king's way to let this young man keep his strength very clear.

"You will be useless with one move." Zhang Bowen slowly walked towards Pan Jiasheng, while Pan Jiasheng, who was kicked in the chest, struggled to stand up and glared at Zhang Bowen.

After all, his arm can't twist his thighs. Although Zhang Bowen reacted when he kicked out, he couldn't do anything about it. No matter how he could change his moves, he couldn't stand it. If his hands hadn't resisted most of his strength, it wouldn't be as simple as spitting blood now.

"What are you? The little skill of carving insects. Pan Jiasheng said harshly, took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his face was flushed.

This is the first time that he has a feeling of not giving up, as if he died before he was successful, and the internal injury in his heart was more serious than the actual injury.

There is also a test within the Pan family, and it is exaggerated that there will be a ranking. There were two generations of family leaders who said they would abolish it, but in the end they hung up again.

The two generations of family owners once thought that this ranking seemed to have a feeling of biting each other from the side. In the end, several defeats affected the unity and bloodline of the whole family, but in fact, only after the two generations of family owners knew how important this test was.

Let's not talk about the ranking again and again to let these young people know that they are wolves and tigers, and they are struggling to practice boxing and endorse one by one. The kind of wolf nature cultivated alone allows all Pan to still gain a foothold in society after walking out of this bluestone gate.

This is a kind of disguised improvement, and without this ranking as a stimulus, the children of each family are like slack dogs, and the whole family has long been defeated.

Not only the children in the family have a comparison, but also between adults. Although it is inevitable that they are jealous of each other, the whole Pan family is still solid, not because of unity, but because of strength!

"Diaochong's skill, then let me see what is not a carving worm's skill?" Zhang Bowen smiled, and the big bald head looked a little more domineering.

"Let you see it right away." Looking at Zhang Bowen's proud smile, Pan Jiasheng's face was even colder. He let out a low roar, and then rushed to Zhang Bowen like crazy.

These children of the Pan family regard themselves as the proud sons of heaven, which is more than enough. As a result, they were laughed at by outsiders like this, which was a shame to Pan Jiasheng.

With a fist, Pan Jiasheng rushed directly towards Zhang Bowen, and Zhang Bowen obviously did not relax because the other party lost his mind. Instead, he stared at the other party. Zhang Bowen never happened to overturn the boat in the gutter.

Cannon fist against cannon fist, two men of more than 1.8 meters directly chose to compete head-on, and the huge momentum made the surrounding air hunt.

I have to say that although Zhang Bowen has shortcomings in his understanding of boxing, each move carries the momentum of hurting the enemy by 1,000 and losing 800. As long as he can hit the opponent, it doesn't matter even if he hangs some lottery. The strong attack directly puts Pan Jiasheng, who came into contact with in the first year of junior high school, is directly at a disadvantage.

Zhang Bowen, who took advantage of his illness and killed him, attacked more fiercely, shouting Bruce Lee exaggeratedly, and his fists were obviously more fierce every time they touched each other.

Compared with ordinary martial arts practitioners who practice boxing to understand boxing, Zhang Bowen's method is more direct, understanding boxing through fighting.

Zhang Bowen has just entered the refining of God and returning to the virtual. He has no other advantages except physical advantages, but even so, Pan Jiasheng has been defeated one after another.

"I said you can't do it!" All the way crazy attack, Zhang Bowen unexpectedly forced Pan Jiasheng to be only more than ten meters away from the bluestone gate, as if he was going to break in. At this moment, the 'bang' that had been closed opened, a middle-aged man with a mustache rushed out with a gloomy face, and a heavy shoulder catches and kept retreating.

"Uncle Seven, why did you come out?" Several young people with vegetable faces suddenly had a trace of surprise on their faces, and then shouted excitedly one by one.

"Humph, if I don't come out, won't you be demolished by the Pan family's nameplate?" The person called Uncle Seven snorted angrily, and then gently threw Pan Jiasheng aside, squinting his eyes and looking at Zhang Bowen coldly.

"Your name is Zhang Bowen? Now go in with me and be punished. I'll keep you alive and come out." Pan Huaxiong said coldly, with a trace of rerugalness in his tone.

"Punpunished? I enjoy going in, because I'm a guest. Zhang Bowen grinned, looked at Pan Hongsheng, who was slowly walking in his direction not far away, and turned his head to Pan Huaxiong and said.

"Guest? Are you such a guest? You still look after the owner when you beat the dog. Pan Huaxiong asked faintly, and his whole body suddenly exuded a terrible momentum, and Zhang Bowen, who was against him, directly retreated three steps in a row before barely standing, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Kid, can you fight against me with the strength you have just refined your mind?" With a sneer at the corners of his mouth, Pan Huaxiong asked softly.

"If it works, you won't know until you try it." With a grin, Zhang Bowen's eyes were fierce. He threw his schoolbag to Pan Hongsheng, took off his coat and military uniform, and rushed to Pan Huaxiong with his bare arms. Looking at this scene, everyone's eyes were disdainful.

The 19th generation of the Pan family is only qualified to bring a Chinese character, and everyone else is changed to Hua because of poor strength and talent. Although Pan Huaxiong is not the best of the 19th generation, he is by no means comparable to Pan Jiasheng.

"Ky, look for death!" With a squeezed lip, Pan Huaxiong rushed directly to Zhang Bowen, and a hand knife split out in an instant.