Chapter 357

Ten o'clock late.

Haichuan bar street, hell bar.

There was a violent incident here last night. Dozens of security guards in hell bar were seriously injured and smashed inside and outside the bar.

Many people want to drink here. They stay away from this situation.

However, there is no one inside. The neon lights are on, a traditional Mongolian Matouqin music comes from the inside intermittently, and the hula sounds made by several men are particularly strange in the hell bar.

On the small stage, Gesang Zeren sat there like a hill bag, with a wine bag on his leg, which contained the hottest high alcohol from the prairie, which belongs to the level of stuffy donkey, and the alcohol level is at least 65 degrees.

Put a horse head harp on the other leg and pull out a sound that is not pleasant at all.

He seemed to appreciate his musical talent. After pulling it for a while, he opened the wine bag and took two gulps. His face was red. There was a light in a pair of yellow eyes. His simple and honest voice said to himself, "it's good to hear, Hei hei."

Behind the warehouse, a strong man came running with a box of red wine from the mid-1990s. "Good wine, Kangdi! I didn't expect this kind of bar to have this kind of hidden goods. A bottle can sell hundreds of thousands. Gesang, don't drink that boring donkey. Try this."

The man said, breaking open the old box and throwing a bottle.

Gesang stretched out his hand to remember, grinned and showed his uneven yellow teeth. Then he opened the bottle stopper, took a sip and smacked his mouth, "swill smell."

Then he looked up and drank all the red wine in one breath.

"Here comes a bottle..."

"Hahaha, didn't you say swill smell?"

"Someone is coming."

Outside the hell bar, the lights of a BMW came in and stopped at the door.

When the door opens, Jiang Wuchen smiles, followed by Shi Yongfang, Zhong Bo and scar Zi.

The people in the bar turned their heads and looked at four people at the door.

Jiang Wuchen looked inside and outside, "Wow, the damage is big enough."

"Grass Mud Horse, that's sister ghost's favorite Kangdi..." scar Zi saw several people take out the red wine collected by sister ghost to drink, and shouted angrily.

Gesang gudu gudu drank all of it, and then belched, "Hey, hey." those yellow eyes stared at Shi Yongfang around Jiang Wuchen.

Lao Shi also has a head of more than 1.9 meters. He is bald and strong. He looks like a hill. The nine incense scars on his head show that he is unusual.

Beside Gesang, four men put down their things and gathered towards Gesang.

Obviously, these people are not here to drink.

"Lao Shi, it's up to you." Jiang Wuchen said faintly.

Lao Shi nodded slightly and walked forward a few steps. Some broken glass dregs under his feet were crushed by him, making a creaking sound.

At the bar, a man came over with a cruel sneer on his face, and then ran quickly. The speed was so fast that he left a remnant behind him.

Immediately, the man jumped up, turned his body, and kicked his legs like a rocket.

"Eh!"

Shi Yongfang shouted, his fist clenched, his hair creaked, and the veins on the back of his hand looked like small blue snakes.

The manic internal strength, with the fist attack, was urged by Shi Yongfang.

And the man also has good internal strength on his feet. Obviously, he is also a master!

Boom.

One punch and one foot collided together, and the powerful gas explosion was deafening, like suddenly exploding a two kick firecracker.

Shi Yongfang's body still stood still. The man fell in the air and kept retreating. The man who collided with Shi Yongfang limped with horror on his face.

A real expert often wins or loses with one move.

Shi Yongfang himself has strong practical experience. He has fought hundreds of times on the Dragon cutting platform. He deeply knows that there is no gentleman on the platform. Winning the opponent is the king.

Jiang Wuchen has said many times that martial arts are not used to show off or compete, but to kill.

So Shi Yong let go and showed no mercy.

This is also the point that Jiang Wuchen appreciates Lao Shi most among the current six disciples.

Gesang had a strong smile on his face. He took another sip of the wine bag on his leg and grinned.

Not far away, a bald man walked to Shi Yongfang with a serrated knife in his hand. As he walked, he suddenly accelerated, reached out and grabbed a folding chair and threw it at Shi Yongfang.

Shi Yongfang smashed the folding chair with a punch.

Seeing the sawtooth knife stabbing, there was a sharp and abnormal knife gas.

Shi Yongfang's body retreats. He never retreats when fighting. If he retreats, it is also for a better attack.

As soon as the bald head stabbed the old man, Shi Yong put his hands away, pinched them into claws, waved them left and right, and burst into a roaring moo.

Pop, pop, pop.

He was powerful, waving left and right and pumping on his bald face.

Immediately hit the bald head and swollen cheeks and kept retreating.

The bald head became angry and drew a knife again, which had a sharp blade.

"The Dragon absorbs water!"

The palm of Shi Yongfang's hand stretched out, and suddenly there was a strong suction, which unexpectedly sucked the spatula to the side.

Jiang Wuchen's eyes lit up. He taught Shi Yongfang the dragon to absorb water yesterday. Unexpectedly, he learned to apply it, and used it so skillfully.

Use the dragon's magic power of absorbing water to absorb the blade.

Jiang Wuchen hasn't tried this. I didn't expect it to work.

The bald knife drifted out when Munton. His face also showed surprise.

Shi Yongfang was overjoyed. He stepped forward with an arrow step, smashed his fist out and hit the bald man's chest. At this critical time, he blocked his chest with the blade of the serrated knife.

However, Shi Yongfang's fist had at least tens of thousands of kilograms of power, and immediately interrupted the serrated knife.

"Wow!"

The bald head vomited a mouthful of blood, flew back, knocked over the nearby wine cabinet and knocked over dozens of bottles of foreign wine on the wine cabinet.

Wow, Lala.

The bottle of foreign wine broke to the ground and the liquor flowed across the floor.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha." Shi Yong laughed wildly. He himself was a very conceited and proud man. It was Jiang Wuchen who made him restrain his mind temporarily.

Now, the arrogant character has been revealed again.

Jiang Wuchen smiled and his face was full of appreciation. "Even if Jiang Wuchen's disciple is dead, he should stand. Even if he knows he is defeated, he should be angry and splash blood five steps!"

Every man's anger, blood splashes five steps

Scar Zi's blood is boiling. He wishes he could go up too. Unfortunately, his level is a little low. He can't do Shi Yongfang's way. He dares to pretend to be forced in front of master Jiang.

Click.

Gesang Zeren threw away the horse head piano in his hand and stood up. His body moved a little, and the joints of his whole body broke out a clicking sound.

The man stood up and made a circle bigger than Shi Yongfang!