C600 Fight
C600 Fight
It was obvious from the name that this seductive technique was practiced by a woman. How could he have mastered it?
I, Zhou Hui, do not know any bewitchment techniques!
Just as he was about to explain, Wang Qilong angrily called for a group of people to surround him.
Seeing that twenty to thirty people had surrounded him, Zhou Hui shouted, "Wait!"
"Honey …" This voice once again rang beside Wang Qilong's ears, as he hurriedly shook his head to calm himself down.
"Break his legs!"
"Can you let the three girls behind me leave first?" Zhou Hui looked at Wang Qilong sternly.
This time, Wang Qilong activated his entire cultivation, and the singing by his ears stopped right away. Wang Qilong's face was grave, but he did not dare look at Zhou Hui, afraid that he would be hit by his opponent's bewitching technique.
Ye Zichen waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to get out of the way.
He, the Azure Dragon Gang, paid great attention to principles and principles. Women could not be beaten, and unrelated people could not.
Zhou Hui heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and smiled at Zhao Li and the other two: "All of you stay by the side. "Remember, don't call the police!"
After Zhou Hui emphasized the word "don't call the police" again, he glanced at Zhou Youshan and Zhang San. Amongst these people, both Zhou Youshan and Zhang San had higher intellect than him. Hopefully, the two of them could understand what he meant. He said not to call the police, but he meant to call the police.
Zhao Li and Li Tian had experienced this kind of situation before, and right now, they were completely terrified, hence they did not hear much from Zhou Hui. Zhou Youshan was more quick-witted, he immediately pulled the two of them and walked towards the back.
"Zhang San, Wu Gui, the two of you retreat!"
"Remember! I'm being called to the police! " After Zhou Hui finished speaking, he smiled slightly and turned to look at Wang Qilong.
"Zhou Hui!" "Boss!" Wu Gui and Zhang San shouted at the same time.
Zhou Hui waved his hand and the matter quickly left.
Seeing Zhou Hui's actions, Wu Gui quickly pulled Zhang San to the back.
He was going to make a phone call!
This policeman, he couldn't report him! However, as one of the Four Young Masters of the capital, he knew quite a few Immortal Cultivator s.
After looking at Wang Qilong, Zhou Hui squinted his eyes and started to recall the cultivation technique in his mind.
Although he had roamed the world in his previous life, he had never learned any true abilities.
The only thing he could take out now was the Hong Fist the system gave him!
However, the current situation was not bad. He did not have a weapon, and the other party did not have a weapon either.
The Southern Flood Fist was formed with the Five Forms of Dragon, Snake, Tiger, Leopard and Crane. Features: Leg relatively small, stable foot, hard bridge, hard horse, strong force, sound to support.
Beihong Fist is the fist force of Bear, Ape, Sparrow, Chicken, Hawk, Swallow, Horse and so on. With a four level big horse, Teng Na leaped, flashed nimbly, and with powerful fists, he galloped forward.
With one person fighting against multiple people, he had to be nimble and know how to move. Otherwise, if you directly kill the one in front, the one at the back will hit you again.
In the next moment, Zhou Hui's eyes shone with a bright light, he laughed wickedly and swept his gaze over the suited men.
He beckoned with his hand. "Come on!"
"F * ck him!"
"F * ck him!"
In a split-second, several suited men rushed over. The fastest man directly kicked over.
At this moment, Zhou Hui's eyes blurred and was about to dodge. However, the speed of the man in front of him seemed to have slowed down a lot. It was as if he was moving at a slow pace.
Zhou Hui was stunned, he did not understand what had happened.
Without waiting for him to come back to his senses, he took a solid kick at the other party. The strength of this kick caused Zhou Hui to retreat a few steps.
Looking at the shoe print on his chest, then looking at the other party, Zhou Hui felt that it was somewhat inconceivable.
It wasn't that he hadn't fought before, but that he had fought quite a few battles before. In his previous life, it was normal for him to have fights while he was in the underworld. He was very familiar with it.
And the strength, the speed, and the inertia of the flying kick. No matter what, he should have fallen to the ground. Could he have become stronger?
Just as Zhou Hui was thinking, another man's fist came over and struck Zhou Hui's face.
After suffering such a heavy blow, even Zhou Hui felt pain, but not only did it not knock him out, it had even caused him to fall to the ground.
Although this did not make sense, Zhou Hui knew that this was not the time to think about random things.
A right hook was thrown out, and in an instant, a fist was sent flying towards the other party's face.
The man had just hit Zhou Hui with his fist, and before he could even be happy, had already sent him flying with two teeth. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fainted.
Zhou Hui squinted his eyes slightly, this time he truly understood, his ability had become stronger.
And the kick just now became slower, not because it became slower, but because his reaction speed became stronger. The punches and kicks he took were all part of his defensive capabilities. And this punch meant that his strength had increased.
Zhou Hui moved his wrist, releasing a soft sound, Zhou Hui laughed sinisterly, and hooked her wrist once again: Come!
Just a moment ago, one of them had been hit by Zhou Hui's fist, but it did not scare them at all. On the contrary, they were even more furious. He was furious. He had so many people under his watch, and yet he had actually managed to take down one of them.
Shame! This is the shame of the Azure Dragon Gang!
One of them was attacked, and the other party even knocked him out. It was truly embarrassing to hear this news!
The man who kicked Zhou Hui earlier angrily used 120% of his strength to send another flying kick at Zhou Hui.
In the next moment, the man was kicked flying ten metres away by Zhou Hui and fainted.
Zhou Hui then kicked the other guy beside him out. Another punch followed, knocking out two of the other guy's teeth.
In just a few punches and kicks, he had knocked out everyone around him and sent them flying. In an instant, only a dozen or so people remained of their number thirty. They encircled Zhou Hui, not daring to move forward.
"Yellow-hair!" "F * ck you!" Wang Qilong clenched his teeth and said. This was the most depressing fight he had ever had. He couldn't even fight himself.
When Zhou Hui punched and kicked, he would make a sound of 'Ada'. This was to imitate Bruce Li, to show how imposing he was.
And every time Zhou Hui said "Ada", he would hear it in his ears: "Honey … "You're smiling so sweetly …"
Thus, he used his cultivation to suppress it. After which, he sounded the bell once more and suppressed it with his cultivation. At this moment, he had been suppressing his emotions, afraid that if he wasn't careful, the opposite party would make a mistake and cause him to fall into a trance.
"Big Brother …" This guy has Profound level! " The yellow-hair's mouth twitched as he said unwillingly.
"F * ck your mother!" "Use your cultivation technique and see, this brat is clearly at the seventh level of the Yellow Rank!" Wang Qilong thought that the yellow hair was afraid and couldn't help but curse.