Chen Chunfei returned to the tiger leather chair and sat down, staring at the two people standing in the middle with flickering eyes, and said, "Mr. Takeda, Master Gaotang, since you two want to practice martial arts, I can't stop you. However, after all, they are all family members, one is my master of Zhengtang, and the other is a distinguished guest I invited. It will hurt either of you, which will be a big loss for the Tiger Gang. Therefore, if you are accused of the competition, it is better to stop when you are at the right time and not to hurt your harmony. What do you think?"

The gang leader has already spoken and has to give him face. Thinking of this, Gao Bashan said in a muffled voice, "I have no objection, but it depends on whether the old man agrees or not."

"I have no objection," Takeda nodded. The scene just now scared him, and he had a step, and he just came down.

Who knew that Takeda had just finished speaking.

"Wow, ah... old man, look at the fist." Gao Bashan's upright person actually started a sudden attack, which was really shocked.

"Ah... Little thief, you dare to attack." Takeda hurriedly pushed his palms flat and protected his chest. At the same time, he took a few steps and opened the distance between him and Gaobashan, hoping to use the distance to resolve Gaobashan's offensive.

Gao Bashan practices horizontal kung fu, and there is no routine at all, let alone moves. He just goes straight and straight, which is a bit similar to the martial arts of the island country. He emphasizes opening and closing, rushing around, and using his strong body and instant explosive power to the enemy to death.

"Damn, the old man is quite fast!" Gao Bashan saw that his sudden attack was not effective, so he was avoided by Takeda. He was angry and crossed his feet straight and shouted loudly, "Try taking me with another punch." He swung his arm around, and hit Takeda in the head with Taishan.

Takeda dared not underestimate Gao Bashan's flesh fist. He had long heard that this guy practiced horizontal kung fu like the Thirteen Taibao. Now when he saw it, he was very famous. But he could not retreat, and he would be defeated if he retreated. "Hmph! Little thief, I want to try how powerful your horizontal kung fu is."

Today he came to attend the meeting, so he didn't bring a knife. Now he had to use his hand to make a knife, draw a knife in one move, and slashed at Gao Bashan's fist.

"Pa", the fists and palms intersect.

"Ah... Old man, it's really amazing." Gao Bashan didn't bother to be ugly and put his fists hard. Rub, this old man's palms were as hard as iron. You were paralyzed, so I felt pain.

Huh? This kid is fine. Takeda was shocked. Such an unknown young boy could avoid his sword-pulling with all his strength. China's horizontal practice skills are indeed amazing. He moved his palm that was a little painful, "Boy, you are good at it! Try taking me a palm?" After saying that, he bullied himself, and his palm streaked horizontally towards Gao Bashan's throat.

Damn, this old man wants my life. Damn it, didn’t you agree that he would just be a competition?

Gao Bashan had no time to think about it, and his clumsy body began to shake significantly with his feet. Real and virtual, virtual and virtual. Takeda's palm sword lost its correct head for a moment, and his full force actually turned into a bubble.

"Nani? This is OK? Can you wrestle sumo too?" Takeda said in surprise.

"You little bitch to insult me ​​with the broken things from the island country."

"Oh...that's Drunk Fist", Takeda suddenly realized.

Damn, I've watched too many movies! Gao Bashan was sweating wildly, "I'm drunk with yarn, is this good for me to fall?"

"Wrestling? Is it also a Chinese martial art?" Takeda suddenly became interested.

"Damn, it's such a fucking bun. Don't talk too much. Do you still fight? If you don't fight, you will admit defeat. I don't have time to spend time with you."

"Want, why not fight? Wait," Takeda raised his head and thought for a while, "I don't take advantage of you, I just use sumo wrestling moves to play with you."

"Sumo wrestling? Haven't I heard of it?"

Takeda rolled his eyes, "Nani? You haven't heard of such a famous martial arts sport in the island country, and you even said I'm a rustic bun."

"Cut, what good things can the island country have in a small land? It's normal that I haven't heard of it. Except for AV movies, I don't know anything else." When talking about AV movies, Gao Bashan seemed to have pictures of plump buttocks and breasts in the movies, and the lustful sound of "Yafen Butterfly, Yafen Butterfly..." seemed to sound in his ears. He couldn't help but stick out his huge tongue and turned around his dry lips.

Lonely! Takeda instantly gave a comment to Gao Bashan, "Boy, I will teach you a lesson for free. To put it bluntly, sumo wrestling is a close-fits-all fight."

Damn, it's so straightforward.

"You...you...haha..." Gao Bashan couldn't help laughing.

Takeda was laughed inexplicably, "Why are you laughing at?"

"Old man, it's not that I'm talking about you, you're just like a three-inch dip and you dare to fight with me closely. I... I heard it right?"

"What are three-inch nails?"

"Huh? Don't you read Water Margin? What a rustic bun, old man, listen, I'll teach you a lesson for free. Three-inch Ding means wearing a cuckold."

Damn, it is normal for you to have never heard of things from our big island country. I have become a local bun without hearing about things from China. Takeda felt so depressed, "What does cuckold mean? You just say something I don't understand, you are too unkind."

"Okay! It's because I, the teacher, didn't teach you well, I don't blame you for being stupid. Old man, listen well, it's your wife who is cuckolding, it's because she's stealing someone outside."

Huh? How did he know that Huizi had stolen someone? Could it be that boy Koji said it? Let's settle the score with him when he goes back.

Wow hahaha...

"What are they laughing at? Could it be..." Takeda finally reacted and suddenly became angry, "Little thief, I'll kill you."

In awe of shame, Takeda jumped, rushed over, hugged Gao Bashan's waist, clamped his arms tightly, and pulled it into his arms. It was the usual move for sumo wrestling.

Don't underestimate this simple move. If the enemy uses this move and you are not as strong as the enemy and cannot break free, you will soon become difficult to breathe, your face turns blue, your lips turn purple, and your body is weak, and then you will slowly die.

At this time, Gao Bashan was in such a desperate situation.

"Ah... Uncle, call for a stop, the master of the high hall is almost gone," Chen Bao was shocked and said hurriedly.

"This..." Chen Chunfei hesitated. It seemed that the owner of the high hall still had a fight. If he called for a stop now, even if Gao Bashan was defeated, wouldn't Takeda be even more arrogant at that time?

"uncle...."
Chapter completed!