Peerless Genius System

The white-haired beggar crossed his arms to protect his chest. Xiao Luo's powerful kick hit the center of his crossed arms. He heard a muffled sound of "bang". The fierce force rushed out like a torrent, and the white-haired beggar stepped back. Go, stand up at the same time as you retreat, rush your feet to the ground, and finally stabilize your body after retreating two or three meters.

He looked at Xiao Luo, who was kneeling on one knee, with his hands on the ground, and his eyes were as sharp as jackals, tigers and leopards, and he smiled and said, "Little brother, are you practicing toad gong? The movements are somewhat similar to those of the Ouyang family. resemblance."

With a long beard, he is calm, and his words are full of jokes.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Luo stood up and looked at him with a hostile look.

"Didn't I say just now, my name is Hong Ji, and people in Jianghu call him Brother Hong, and he is also the leader of the beggar gang today."

The white-haired beggar stuffed the one-hundred-yuan bill into his pocket, dug his booger and said, "For the sake of insulting me with money, I'll tell you one thing, you offended people, and they paid me to come here. teach you a lesson."

"Who?" Xiao Luo's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hey, he's right there!"

The white-haired beggar pointed to the edge of the embankment, with a relaxed smile on his face.

Xiao Luo looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a black car parked there, the car door was open, and two black bodyguards were standing on both sides of the car door. These two people Xiao Luo recognized were the bodyguards beside Yang Hongzhi. San and Ah Si, and who is sitting in the co-pilot seat is not Yang Hongzhi.

Yang Hongzhi jumped out of the car, waved his hand to greet Xiao Luo, and then shouted loudly: "Loach, aren't you very good at fighting, come on, start your performance, if you are still intact this time, Fuck, my father eats shit!!!"

The last almost roar, his beloved woman was beaten by Xiao Luo, his heart was bleeding, he wished he could tear Xiao Luo alive.

Xiao Luo hummed lightly, this jumping clown appeared again, and it just so happened that he was not in a particularly good mood right now, and it was necessary to beat up someone to vent his anger.

He turned his head, smiled playfully, and said to the white-haired beggar, "How much did Yang Hongzhi give you?"

"Not much, just 300,000."

The white-haired beggar squinted and said with a smile, "Take people's money and other people's disasters, little brother, in order to prevent me from accidentally killing you, I think you should stand still and let me break your one. hand,

Don't worry, it won't hurt, I will be very careful, you rush to the hospital as soon as possible, there is a 90% hope that you will be taken back, and there will be no sequelae, what do you think? "

Xiao Luo laughed in anger: "Are you here to be funny?" He stretched out his hand, put his four fingers together, and ticked at the white-haired beggar, "Let me see what you are capable of, just follow what you said just now, and break you once. One hand!"

"Little brother, you are toasting and not eating and drinking."

The white-haired beggar shook his head and sighed helplessly, the smile on his face slowly subsided, "Then I have to offend him."

The secluded pool-like eyes gradually solidified, and the fierce momentum of the sword blade burst out, filling the area, he rushed towards Xiao Luo like a gust of wind, the afterimages circulated under the night, and the mighty momentum was like a stormy sea. swept.

"Humph~"

Xiao Luo let out a cold snort between his nose and mouth, floated and slid, and charged rapidly, bringing out a madness and a fierce power, fierce and tricky, the two types of methods were perfectly integrated.

"Bang~"

The swirling feet collided with the fists of the white-haired beggar. Xiao Luo took advantage of the situation to slaughter like a cheetah, and the sharp legs slammed towards the white-haired beggar.

The white-haired beggar's expression was as dignified as ice, and the figure rushing forward was suddenly illusory, and his claws seemed to turn into afterimages against the dim background, like a death scythe, cutting through the space and sweeping towards him.

Xiao Luo's body vibrated suddenly, and in mid-air, he jumped up again like a carp without any help, almost exaggeratedly spun and swirled. The movement, which seems slow but is actually fast, is precise but dangerous and dangerous to block the fist of the white-haired beggar.

"His mother's, is this a martial arts scene?"

Yang Hongzhi, who was watching the battle, gradually widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and stared blankly at the silhouette of Xiao Luo and the white-haired beggar who were almost entangled together. Even if he was twenty or thirty meters away, he could still feel the heart-pounding fist-fight. .

Ah San and Ah Si were trembling with fear, thinking to themselves: Are these two monsters? I'm afraid there is no such visual shock in stunt martial arts films.

They originally thought that the white-haired beggar was bluffing, but they didn't expect that he was really a terrifying person, and the 300,000 yuan spent by the young master was worth it.

At this time, Xiao Luo and the white-haired beggar had already fought hundreds of tricks against each other. The lawn under their feet had become cluttered, and a large amount of turf and soil had been blasted into the air by their internal forces. It was found that their battle brought a whistling wind, and the dead leaves on the ground were rolled up and flew up, and those who were close were directly shattered into powder by the internal force they released.

"Bang~"

Xiao Luo punched, the white-haired beggar punched, fists banged against each other, the ferocious power was like a beast roaring in the air, and then swept towards the two of them. , as if a giant dragon was churning in the chest cavity.

Each of them mobilized their inner strength to suppress this restlessness!

"Good boy, I have a little ability. It seems that your brother Hong has to show some housekeeping skills."

The white-haired beggar had a solemn look on his face, and he had already decided on the match just now. Xiao Luo's tactics were very wild, and his fighting style was unruly, but he was fierce like a beast. If he didn't show his true strength, he was afraid To suffer a big loss.

He took a sip of saliva on the palm of his hand, and then reached out and grabbed it from the air. A stick used to fix a small tree on the ground in the distance was sucked into his hand, and the internal force was poured into the wooden stick, and the ordinary wooden stick was as cold as cold. Tough as iron.

"Let you see our beggar gang's dog-beating stick!"

The white-haired beggar danced the wooden sticks and rushed towards Xiao Luo. Under his dancing, one wooden stick became two, two became three, and three became four... At the end, it seemed that there were a thousand sticks. The stick danced and tossed in his hands.

At the same time, the strong wind whistled, the sticks swung loudly, sharp and infiltrating!

The three Yang Hongzhi in the distance were stunned. It was unbelievable that one stick actually danced with the effect of a thousand sticks.

Xiao Luo was forced to retreat, but the white-haired beggar was approaching very fast, so he had to fight, but he did not understand the rules of this stick technique. The internal force of the wooden stick slapped on the body like a whiplash, and the pain was so hot that it seemed that the skin had opened and the flesh was ripped apart. In fact, the soft tissue was injured and the pain was very painful.

"Beat the dog with a stick, watch the stick!"

With the light drink of the white-haired beggar, Xiao Luo's head was severely beaten.

"Reverse the dog's butt!"

The stick swept across Xiao Luo's buttocks.

"Shoulder the dog's back, hehe..."

The wooden stick stretched out suddenly, and the head of the stick was pressed down, pressing it on Xiao Luo's shoulder with four or two thousand pounds, and Xiao Luo immediately knelt down on one knee.