Chapter 57： Who has the strongest fist

Pei Hu smirked, "Oh? I want to hear, what are your rules?"

Ye Yang touched his fist, "Seeing that, whoever has the big fist is awesome, this is my new rule."

Pei Hu stared at him for a while, then suddenly laughed, "Okay! I like this new rule!"

"I will tell you now, who has the bigger fist!"

Pei Hu took a deep breath, took a big step, and smashed it with one punch.

Fist out like a tiger down the mountain, domineering and fierce!

Qi Wei exclaimed excitedly, "This is Boss Pei Hu's tiger-shaped fist! Yang Ye, you are dead!"

Chen Guanping also showed a cold smile on his face.

At the beginning, Pei Hu defeated the boss of another gang in Shinan District by virtue of the tiger-shaped fist, so that in that battle, he set foot on the level of the inner strength warrior!

This is Pei Hu's lore!

Obviously, he was really angry by this Yang Ye, wanting to kill the chicken and the monkey!

However, Ye Yang remained motionless, as if shocked by this punch.

Pei Hu's face was even more proud.

It seems that this kid is really just an introduction to inner strength, he just showed a little strength, and completely shocked him!

Old Li, Aunt Zhao, and the staff of the orphanage couldn't bear to look directly at them.

One and a half older children couldn't help but said, "Why doesn't that big brother stop him?"

Old Li sighed, but couldn't speak.

Su Qingyan showed anxious expression on her face, and even wanted to step forward to help, "Mr. Yang, get out of here!"

But Ye Yang turned his head instead and smiled, "Hide? He can't hurt me anymore."

"Boy, do you still have to stand in front of a woman when you die?"

Pei Hu's face was even more sneered.

Before a while, the domineering and fierce fist was already present.

Qi Wei, Chen Guanping, and the five black-clothed boys who were beaten by Ye Yang to vomit blood all smiled.

It seems that Ye Yang has been vomiting blood for three liters, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

But they were wrong.

Ye Yang also punched, between square and inch, the last one came first.

boom--!

The two fists suddenly banged together.

In the next moment, Pei Hu flew upside down. In the midair, the entire right arm collapsed and was obviously dead.

Under everyone's stunned gaze, Ye Yang wiped his fist on Qi Wei and smiled, "My fist is big, I have the final say, understand?"

The audience was silent, no one dared to speak.

Pei Hu stood up, his face pale and cold sweat.

"This guy, it's too scary..." Qi Wei opened his mouth and looked up at Ye Yang, unable to even speak.

Chen Guanping couldn't wait to smoke his mouth even more.

Even the boss of the black-clothed door, Pei Hu, has been defeated. Who can beat this guy?

"Boy, I advise you not to be too arrogant."

"You are an outsider after all. Outsiders are not welcome in Shinan District."

"How about you being better than me? Liu Heng, Yan Chengqing is stronger, they will beat you to the ground begging for mercy!"

Pei Hu took a deep breath, his eyes indifferent, and he restored the aura of the boss in black clothes.

"Come on, go and invite the two museum owners to let this outsider know that the sky is great!"

"Yes!" said the little brother of the cigar box.

"No, I'm here."

A solemn voice of Shen Xiong sounded from outside the orphanage.

There was joy on Pei Hu's face. How could he not recognize this voice? It was Yan Chengqing, the master of Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall!

Before Pei Hu had become an internal warrior, Yan Chengqing had already become famous, and he had become a powerful man.

According to some gossip, Yan Chengqing's cultivation level has even achieved great internal strength!

But he was more than forty years old before he could barely climb to the inner strength Xiaocheng. At this state, Pei Hu guessed that he had no hope.