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Fifteen Youth Changquan

Yan Lanxi did not answer Qi Weiwei anymore and walked towards the west room.

Xue Cheng had no intention of answering her. The feeling of fullness was getting worse and worse. She just wanted to hit the tree. No, she felt that she could uproot the big sycamore tree in the yard.

Bang - the yard gate was suddenly pushed open roughly from outside, and it bounced against the wall.

A team of strong men with flat heads, black t-shirts walked in with a tense face, arrived at the yard, consciously and orderly divided into two rows, forming a path in the middle, then stopped, turned left and right, all facing the middle, crossed their hands in front of their stomachs, and entered the state of a stone statue.

The next moment, the last big man should take a joking step and slowly walk from the middle of the two lines, speaking bold words that look down on the world. Perhaps a woman with charming red lips should be snuggled up next to her.

Xue Cheng rubbed his eyes. This is definitely the prelude to the black show that he had only seen in film and television dramas.

Living down Xue Cheng's expectations, a handsome man in his thirties wearing a white T-shirt, white pants and white shoes walked from the middle of the two teams in a cool manner, but there was no woman snuggling with red lips next to him, but a fat man twisting his butt.

The reason why he twisted his butt was that he fell on the ground yesterday. Yes, this fat man took someone to Weiwei Cake Shop to cause trouble yesterday, and came here again, and was beaten out by Yan Lanxi.

Just like the little brother who found the organization, the fat man pointed at Xue Cheng angrily next to the man: "Brother, it's the... the black-looking woman who injured us yesterday!" When she said the word black, the fat man was also stunned. The woman didn't seem to be so dark yesterday, but he must be the same person, because the pain in his butt reminded him at all times.

The white sympathetic man really spoke up and looked down on the world, but he still had etiquette and bowed, "I heard that there is a master here to make friends with martial arts and learn your master's skills."

Xue Cheng was inexplicably excited. He didn't have to hit a tree anymore. If the tree was broken, he couldn't explain it to the old lady. Moreover, these people would definitely be able to relieve their fullness when they hit a tree.

But if you really pierce and bump into it like this, you really have the style of a disrepair of immortals. Isn’t that white sympathy to make friends with martial arts to learn the tricks? But Xue Cheng had no tricks except for the feeling of fullness that he wanted to vent his urgently. Yan Lanxi asked her to learn some taekwondo and martial arts moves, but she had not had time to learn it.

With that, Xue Cheng's eyes lit up, and he still remembered the moves of young long boxing in college physical education class.

She couldn't wait to hit the first black t-shirt on the right with the first move. The guy was straightening his waist and pretending to be ahead, but he didn't look at her at all. So Xue Cheng punched him and hit the man's back. The guy rushed straight to the first person on the left standing opposite him. Not only did the man not stop his castration, but he was led to him and fell to the wall of the east room.

Slap... The two of them fell on the wall, rebounded and fell down, hugged and lay on the ground, feeling hot in their stomachs, spitting out blood, and spraying each other's face.

Xue Cheng was also surprised. Black Shou Club was professional. The younger brothers came out to shake the scene, and they still had a blood bag in their mouths. At the critical moment, they bit them to scare people. She didn't think that she was too strong and scattered the internal organs of the two people with one punch and smuggled them.

Then Xue Cheng made the second move of the Young Long Fist. It was not that the boxing technique was weird, but that he couldn't stop when he used the first move, but that it was the power accumulated in her body. She finally found the outlet for venting, but couldn't stop.

In shock that everyone could not react, Xue Cheng finished the 18 moves of the young long fist. Two teams of black T-shirts lay all over the yard. One of them fell next to Qi Weiwei's feet. Qi Weiwei jumped and ran away in fear, almost spraining the heels of her high heels.

Except for the first two people who did not react, and were attacked by sneak attacks and beaten directly, the people behind them all raised their stance to fight back, but it was useless. In Xue Cheng's absolutely crazy, they were vulnerable.

She herself did not realize that the difference between mortals and monks had already been revealed.

Yan Lanxi, who was standing at the entrance of the west room watching the battle, nodded slightly and whispered: "This method is good to discharge those spots and energy."

The fat man was already trembling behind the white T-shirt. The white T-shirt clapped his hands calmly and said, "Sure enough, some methods did not make me go for nothing. I dare to ask you, what kind of boxing skills are you practicing?" He was surprised in his heart that the other party's boxing skills looked quite clumsy. Although his subordinates were not able to bear it, they were all middle-aged men. They had received some boxing training and were actually vulnerable under the other party's boxing. He had the honor of hearing a boxing expert say that the more simple and clumsy the boxing skills they practiced to a certain extent, the more powerful they looked.

"Youth Changquan." Xue Cheng didn't hide it. His moves were indeed the Youth Changquan taught in college physical education classes.

For those who have been studying martial arts at Songshan Martial Arts School since childhood and have not even completed compulsory education, of course, they don’t know that there is such a subject in college physical education. Chinese martial arts are profound and profound. He just thought it was a relatively powerful boxing technique and bowed directly to Yan Lanxi: "I am not talented, I have been practicing for a few years. I would like to ask you for your skills."

This was a challenge to the master directly. He heard from the fat man that this woman was very powerful, but he called this handsome young man the master. I guess the master was better than the apprentice, so there was no need to beat the apprentice first to waste energy.

Yan Lanxi pulled the corner of his mouth and was about to say, "I don't know how to do martial arts, but Xue Cheng stopped the white T-shirt and said, "If you want to fight with my master, you must first defeat me. This is the rule of our master. Before the disciple is defeated, you must not let the master fight against the enemy." The main reason is that the fullness in her body still exists, and she must continue to ejaculate.

Bai T-shirt said, "Okay, then I'll learn your trick first." He turned his head and said to the fat man, "Get away."

The fat man was so scared that he rolled out of the door, but he didn't want to miss this good show. He hid outside the door, and his fat head and ears poked his head inside.

White T-shirt just saw Xue Cheng take action. Although the opponent's boxing technique seems to be quite powerful, it has many flaws and is cluttered and rigid. His subordinates look like a uniform clothing style on the surface, but they are actually all the gangsters who are recruited from the county town and surrounding villages who do not want to do their jobs and want to eat, drink, and enjoy. Although they are forced to train themselves, they are not willing to be attentive. They usually eat, drink, gamble, and when they encounter real information, they are certain that they are vulnerable, so he did not take these subordinates seriously.

The man in the white T-shirt bowed and said, "Please."

Xue Cheng followed suit and bowed: "Please."

Although the white T-shirt asked for it, he did not make a move first. Xue Cheng was not a martial arts world, but he did not pay so much attention. He was unable to get enough to get angry. He opened his posture and hit the young man again with his long punch. He started from the first move.

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