Chapter 111 Mafengwo

When Pan Hongsheng climbed the top floor step by step, he had heard someone screams downstairs.

He smiled faintly and opened the door of the top floor.

I saw the bald head wearing a thick cowhide coat and standing there like a bronze statue. Seeing Pan Hongsheng come in, his marble-like expression trembled slightly: "It's quite fast... Why don't you cherish your life? I'm really sorry for you."

"You save this sentence for yourself," Pan Hongsheng smiled cunningly and pointed downstairs with a clean-up finger: "Your young master is being entertained by my brother at this time!"

"What!" The bald man was immediately anxious: "How dare you touch our young master!"

He will rush downstairs without saying a word! But a dark shadow slammed in front of him! Pan Hongsheng's footsteps were like a wind, and every step was much faster than him!

"Make way!" The bald head was angry, and the big fist of the sandbag hit Pan Hongsheng desperately! Pan Hongsheng did not dodge and took this punch abruptly in the front!

It was like a metal impact. When the bald fist collided with Pan Hongsheng's body, both of them took a few steps back!

"Gang Qi?" As a master figure who practices hard qigong, bald head certainly knows that this kind of internal qi of body protection is not ordinary martial arts, but almost legendary martial arts! His lies were immediately full of panic, and he couldn't worry about the young master who worried about him anymore.

"I actually know that this is anger. It's not simple," Pan Hongsheng gently patted the dust on his chest and smiled contemptuously: "Now, who is looking for death?"

"Don't be complacent! At your age, what if it's even if it's angry? It can't be so pure!" A pair of bald-headed fists clenched their fists! Suddenly, a tiger suddenly turned his body around and attacked!

Pan Hongsheng frowned slightly and grabbed the previous step to block the opponent's impact fist, but he only felt a huge force spreading all over his body through his fist, and Jin Can't stop the spread of this power!

He couldn't help stepping back a few steps and covering his chest. He only felt that his internal organs were surging. The Hupu pace just now was not a stunt, but the boxing method used by the other party was very rare. The force seemed to have a spiral and penetrated directly into his body through the defense of the air!

"Well, the next punch will kill you!" It's been a long time since the bald Dong has been so excited. As one of the few descendants of Tuyaquan, he actually condescends to act as a bodyguard for this evil young man. He is very aggrieved. Over the years, in order to protect this young master, he has injured countless people, but he has never met a role that can force him to use real kung fu. He is very happy, as if The blood in the blood vessels is burning!

Pan Hongsheng shook his neck. In fact, he was happier, which was another useful boxing!

Although he secretly learned the magic fist from the old scar, the ability of the magic fist to penetrate the qi is really limited. At most, it causes consumption to the other party's body protection qi, and can only break through the weak qi, and this swing fist is directly like the ultimate version of the tooth collapse boxing, which is more powerful than Zhang Bowen's improved moves!

Pan Hongsheng carefully looked at the other party and went forward. While secretly, he was glad that he did not send Zhang Bowen up. Looking at the actual strength of the other party, he could not tell the winner without playing a hundred and ten rounds with Zhang Bowen!

Both of them's moves are good at explosive power, but the attack power of the bald Dong He's swing boxing is higher. Pan Hongsheng feels a little unsistful to protect his body with Jin Guangqi, not to mention Zhang Bowen's kind of weak defense?

When the bald head saw that the other party was hit, he had no intention of retreating at all. Instead, he pressed step by step and felt a little surprised. His luck was another swinging punch!

Pan Hongsheng did not dodge, but carried the blue energy on his body! Although the defense ability of Qing Gangqi is not much stronger than that of Jin Gangqi, it has a good characteristic - slow down! As soon as the air came out of Xuequan, the air immediately solidified. Originally, Dong He's full speed was not very fast, and it was slower under the deceleration effect!

Under this almost slow-motion move, Pan Hongsheng saw all the mysteries of this move clearly!

He flashed effortlessly, and Dong He was very surprised: What happened just now?

Snow boxing is not a top-secret martial arts that everyone knows. Of course, he has never seen it!

In a trance, he suddenly felt that there were small white light spots in front of him, like snowflakes flying all over the sky. Those snowflakes fell on his fist, and a coolness immediately spread all over his body, and the speed of punching suddenly slowed down.

In fact, Xuequan uses the breath in the body to induce the fermentation of the energy body in the gas. These energy bodies are constantly glowing. When the human body passes through these energy bodies, of course, it will move slowly.

"What kind of blindfold is this!" Dong He was impetuous at this time. The young master he protected was being ** at this time, but the enemy in front of him was amazingly strong. If he didn't deal with it, he would be more or less lucky!

He took a deep breath and suddenly tore his coat! Show the rubber-like swollen muscles inside!

"You'd better move faster. My brother below is not a sven. It may not be like to go late..." Pan Hongsheng has tried to learn the posture of the other party's luck to use the spinning fist, but I don't know why his internal qi suddenly blocked in the final stage!

In the middle of wondering, suddenly Dong and a surprise attack! The same tiger pace, the same swing fist! Pan Hongsheng could only take this punch with his arms, and his arms immediately swelled up a big piece!

It's careless! Pan Hongsheng endured the severe pain in his arm and gave up the idea of using new moves on the spot. It seems that this swing fist is not so easy to learn! He must have his own secret...

All this kind of broken boxing skills must be supported by internal qi. The reason why Pan Hongsheng can learn magic boxing at an incredible speed is that his inner qi is strong, but the internal operation of this boxing method is very strange and strange. In the last step, the internal qi is always broken directly. I don't know where it is. Wonderful.

Although he knows that it is very dangerous for the other party to have the ability to break the gas, Pan Hongsheng is still willing to take the risk of observing it again, even if it is to learn this trick and get punched again? In his eyes, it's worth it!

A useful boxing technique that may save your life at a critical moment!

Although the enemy in front of us is strong, it is far from fatal. As long as you use snow fists and dodge counterattack reasonably, you will win!

Sure enough, Dong He attacked again and staged the scene just now. He punched a swivel, was slowed down by the snow fist, and then was calmly avoided by Pan Hongsheng and kicked back.

"I don't believe it! What the hell is this?" Dong He was tortured by snow fists and said, "Don't use that blindfold! Come with me in a dignified way!"

"Humph, I'm too lazy to explain it to you..." Pan Hongsheng suddenly smiled confidently on his face: "What an exquisite boxing! It turned out to be the last outbreak after all the anger!"

"Ah?!" Dong He was stunned. This is the supreme mystery of their swing. This young man actually saw through it in a few rounds?

"You can choose to surrender. I respect you as the heir of Jue Xue. I don't want the master who created this kind of kung fu to be extinct..." Pan Hongsheng said with a smile and twisted his neck.

"Humph!" Dong He calmed down and shouted disapprovingly, "Don't think that pretending to be a ghost can let me let you go!" I'll see how long you can hide!"

"I won't hide this time, waiting for you to fight." Pan Hongsheng smiled and spread out his hands: "Come on!"

"Looking for death!" Although the bald Dong He consumed a lot of physical strength and could hardly breathe, he was really unwilling to lose to a hairy young man like Pan Hongsheng!

Lift your fist, hit Pan Hongsheng fiercely, and go straight to the door!

However, Pan Hongsheng looked at his fists getting closer and closer and closer with a smile. He didn't see any anxiety and nervousness at all, and even closed his eyes!

"Huh! Sure enough, I don't have the strength to dodge!" When Dong He saw the other party's morale, he almost concentrated all his strength! After swinging out, the whole body was a little sticky.

At the same time, Zhang Bowen's fat beating had broken Wang Jianwei's legs. He lit a cigarette and wondered why Pan Hongsheng hadn't come down yet.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Wang Jianwei, with a bloody face, suddenly laughed nervously, which shocked Zhang Bowen, who was lighting cigarettes!

"Wh! Looking for death! Do you still think I'm a light hit?" Zhang Bowen got up and kicked again! The opponent's face was changed.

Zhang Bowen bent down and raised Wang Jianwei in one hand: "May I ask, what are you laughing at?"

Wang Jianwei's legs are showing a strange curve at this time. This curve can't be done by a normal person even if he is a gymnastics champion. It seems that his legs have been two years, and it's good to take care of himself in five years.

"I'm laughing, you little bastards, you dare to move if you don't know who I am! Your whole family will die! There is no one left!" Wang Jianwei's voice suddenly rose, and his whole body was like a pig that had been faded and slaughtered: "Dad! Revenge me! I can't stand it!"

Before Zhang Bowen could react, he saw the other party hit his head net into the corner of the table! A blood hole immediately appeared on his head, and his eyes turned white.

"Bugly! Unexpectedly, he committed suicide!" Zhang Bowen was angry from his heart and wanted to go up and step on a few feet, but he was stopped by his men.

"Brother, don't fight, it's killing!"

Zhang Bowen is like an angry lion: "What if it comes out? I can't count the number of people I kill. Do you still care about such a bastard?

"Brother Bowen, this is not a bastard. I remember it," a man whispered in his ear.

"Really?" Zhang Bowen's face immediately became grim: "You guy, why didn't you say it earlier?! What's wrong with the horse?"

"I didn't recognize him just now. I don't know his name. Later, when I saw this bodyguard, I suddenly remembered that this guy's father was just a county-level cadre, but his grandfather..."

Zhang Bowen immediately understood the seriousness of the matter and quickly ran to the roof of the teaching building.

They just went up to the roof and bumped into a huge body! Everyone quickly dodged and saw that it was Dong He who was foaming at the mouth!

Dong He struggled to sit up on the ground, pointed to Pan Hongsheng and asked tremblingly, "Why... It took me 20 years to practice the pure spin fist, and you learned it in less than a moment..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and never got up again.

Pan Hongsheng twisted his neck and made a "collapse" sound! He took a deep breath and looked at his hand: "I really want to tell you, but you can't hear it anymore."

"Brother Sheng! There's something wrong!" Zhang Bowen swallowed and stared at Pan Hongsheng with big eyes.

"What's the matter?" Pan Hongsheng wiped the sweat off his forehead and took a deep breath.

The successful swing punch made him extremely excited, and the anger accumulated in his heart was suddenly vented.

When he listened to Zhang Bowen's account of the background of the deceased, he frowned slightly: "Is this news accurate? Such a big background?"

"Yes, his grandfather is a political commissar of the military region, but he is a heavyweight! This time, we seem to have made a big deal..." Although Zhang Bowen sometimes acted recklessly, he was not brainless at all.

"The political commissar of the Military Region, it's good, it's very energetic!" Pan Hongsheng turned around and waved his hand to signal his men to dispose of the body, while he and Zhang Bowen stayed on the rooftop and looked down.

The life that was already on the right track seems to have been disrupted all of a sudden.

Zhang Bowen behind Pan Hongsheng was a little embarrassed and lowered his head and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, but I really didn't kill him. He committed suicide!"

"I know," Pan Hongsheng handed over a cigarette and lit one himself.

"What should we do next? With such a backer as his grandfather, we..." Zhang Bowen scratched his neck and shouted, "Why don't you do it! Do it first!"

"Bo Wen, why are you still so immature?" Pan Hongsheng's soot sighed gently: "Listen to me. The sky is falling, and I'll bear it!" The other party is not an idiot, nor is he a character who can be moved casually! Now, we can only respond to changes with the same change..."

Pan Hongsheng suddenly had a serious look in his mind, but did he move the old man out at this time?