Soldier King's Beautiful Roommate

Loong Fei raised his chin and looked at Yang Haohu with disdain. Although Yang Haohu was the king of boxing in the underground bar, he wasn't worried about him.    

    

"Brat, I can make you lie down in seven seconds, let alone seven minutes."    

    

Yang Haohu said and rushed towards Loong Fei. His fist, which was as big as a sandbag, immediately smashed towards Loong Fei's face with a strong gust of wind.    

    

As a boxer, Yang Haohu's punch was extremely fast. If it was an ordinary person, he would have smashed his opponent until his mouth was full of blood.    

    

In the face of Yang Haohu's overbearing and powerful fist, Loong Fei turned slightly to the side and dodged it. However, when Yang Haohu's fist slid across Loong Fei's face, Loong Fei could feel a strong wind sweeping across his face.    

    

"Sure enough, I have some strength, but my speed is still a little slow."    

    

Avoiding Yang Haohu's fist, Loong Fei said in his heart. At the same time, his leg kicked towards Yang Haohu's lower abdomen like lightning.    

    

"What? This kid is so powerful?"    

    

Sunn Bing widened his eyes in disbelief. He had seen with his own eyes that Yang Haohu had been kicked in the abdomen by Loong Fei. He had taken three steps back and almost fell to the ground.    

    

"Stinking brat, you really have some skill."    

    

After stabilizing himself, Yang Haohu finally woke up from his dream. He had never thought that not only did Loong Fei avoid his fist in that instant, he could even kick him.    

    

"You are not bad either!"    

    

Loong Fei smiled faintly and praised Yang Haohu. After all, Loong Fei's kick would have flown a few meters away if it had been an ordinary person.    

    

"I was careless and underestimated my enemy. I won't show mercy now."    

    

After saying that, he jumped up again and swung his fist at Loong Fei. His Qi was like a fierce tiger coming down from the mountain, giving people an unstoppable momentum.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

A muffled sound was heard. When Yang Haohu's fist was about to hit Loong Fei's face, Loong Fei did not avoid it anymore. Instead, he stretched out his fist to meet it.    

    

"Good fellow, you dare to fight with me? Let's see if I can break your arm."    

    

Seeing Loong Fei's fist was about to hit him, a smug smile appeared on Yang Haohu's face.    

    

As the king of loose boxing in the underground bar, Yang Haohu's most powerful fist was his. This was because not only was his fist fast, it was also unusually strong. There were hardly any boxers who dared to face his fist head on.    

    

This kind of fist was undoubtedly a head-on clash of strength. Whoever's fist was stronger would have a higher chance of winning.    

    

"Kacha!"    

    

A crisp sound of bones breaking resounded in the hall. Everyone present instantly pricked up their ears. Their eyes did not even blink as they stared at Loong Fei and Yang Haohu.    

    

"Aiyo!"    

    

Along with the sound of bones breaking, a miserable howl came out of Yang Haohu's mouth. Immediately after, the tall and sturdy man was pushed back.    

    

On the other hand, Loong Fei's face was full of smiles, as if he was a peerless martial arts master standing still, as if he hadn't been harmed by Yang Haohu at all.    

    

"Inch Punch?"    

    

Yang Haohu used his hand to hold his broken arm. Cold sweat instantly flowed down from his forehead. He looked at Loong Fei and asked in disbelief.    

    

Inch Punch was a technique that relied on speed to concentrate the strength of the fist on one point. This way, the power of the fist could be multiplied.    

    

When Inch Punch reached a certain level, even a rock would be crushed by the strength of the fist. As for cutting bricks, it could basically only be considered as an entry-level technique of Inch Punch.    

    

"Sort of! You're only half right."    

    

Before Loong Fei could finish his sentence, his body slid towards Yang Haohu like the wind. He raised his hand and punched Yang Haohu's forehead.    

    

The speed of Loong Fei's punch was so fast that only Yang Haohu could move his body subconsciously. Sunn Bing, who was watching from the side, and his twenty or so thugs didn't even see Loong Fei's movements clearly.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

With a swing of his fist, Yang Haohu's tall body fell to the ground in an instant. Then, without even making a sound, he fainted.    

    

"There are still six minutes left."    

    

After dealing with Yang Haohu, Loong Fei immediately turned his eyes to Sunn Bing. His mouth was wide open. The guy with yellow teeth was completely dumbfounded.    

    

"Go... go and kill this guy!"    

    

Sunn Bing was inexplicably afraid because he did not expect Loong Fei's strength to be this strong. No wonder he did not have time to react yesterday. By the time he woke up, he was already lying in the hospital.    

    

When they heard Sunn Bing's order, they looked at Yang Haohu who was lying on the ground. These fighters with weapons in their hands felt an inexplicable panic in their hearts.    

    

"This guy is too powerful! That's Brother Hu! He actually knocked him down just like that?"    

    

These hired thugs were shocked in their hearts, but as Sunn Bing's subordinates, they did not dare to disobey their boss's orders.    

    

In addition, each of these hired thugs had weapons in their hands. After a brief pause, they immediately rushed towards Loong Fei with weapons in their hands.    

    

If they were ordinary people, they would have fainted from fear.    

    

However, in Loong Fei's eyes, these hired thugs were like prey that he had picked. Not only did they not scare Loong Fei, but they also made him excited.    

    

"I've been keeping pigs in the border logistics department for half a year. It's been a long time since I've fought anyone. It just so happens that I can stretch my muscles and bones today."    

    

Lifting his head to look at the group of thugs rushing towards him, Loong Fei's gaze turned cold. He kicked a guy with a metal rod in his hand and sent him flying.    

    

When this guy was sent flying, he knocked the three companions behind him and knocked them to the ground. Immediately after, he let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

After kicking away the hatchet man at the front, Loong Fei waved his hand and punched the other hatchet man in the face of the attack of more than twenty hatchet men.    

    

The thug fell to the ground like a spring under Loong Fei's fist. He shook a few times on the ground and immediately fainted.    

    

"Unbelievable, this is unbelievable! How could this guy be so strong?"    

    

Sunn Bing, who had not made a move for a long time, looked at Loong Fei hitting his men with his fists and knocking them to the ground one by one. This guy who was domineering in the underground bar had been completely paralyzed on the sofa.    

    

"Three more minutes!"    

    

Loong Fei looked at Sunn Bing and said indifferently after knocking the twenty or so young men to the ground.    

    

In just a few minutes, Loong Fei had beaten down all the twenty or so armed men with his bare hands. Moreover, these men didn't even touch the corner of Loong Fei's clothes. Sunn Bing's heart had completely collapsed.