When Fat Tou saw Meng Hu provocatively pointing his finger at him, anger rushed to his forehead.
This is a naked provocation.
As Lafayette's confidant, Fat Tou's strength is top-notch, and no one has ever dared to challenge him like this.
"court death!"
"Even if the King of Heaven comes tonight, I won't be able to save you!"
The fat head yelled angrily, with a ferocious expression on his face covered in blood. Coupled with his fat body, he looked like a crazy bloodthirsty monster.
"ah!"
"Come and die!"
Fat Tou was the first to rush towards Meng Hu, and the ground was shaking with every step he took, which showed how powerful he was.
Meng Hu frowned slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Looking at Fatty's body shape, you could tell that he was a strength expert.
The best way to compete with a powerful master is not to compete with him in terms of strength, but to compete with him in speed.
Strength and speed are two extremes, and few people can master them at the same time, especially people with a huge body like Fat Tou.
Suddenly, Meng Hu moved.
"Big guy, do you think you can reach heaven with just a little strength?"
"Today I will beat you until you cry!"
Meng Hu spat out a few sarcastic words, trying to extinguish Fat Tou's arrogance.
"What a fool! Come over here!"
"I will tear you apart!"
"Whoosh!"
A hammer-like fist hit the tiger's chest directly.
Extremely powerful.
If you are hit by one of his punches, your ribs will be broken.
Meng Hu naturally saw this, and immediately retreated violently. In the midst of the violent retreat, he turned sideways, kicked the ground with his right foot, and jerked his body forward.
Use retreat to advance.
Meng Hu raised his left hand and hit Fat Tou's right hand, and his right hand hit Huanglong at an extremely fast speed.
"call out!"
"Boom!"
Meng Hu's fist hit Fat Tou on the chest.
"Click!"
"Boom!"
"Um?"
Meng Hu was stunned for a moment. He felt the pain in his hand and thought he had hit the iron plate with his fist.
"Jie Jie!"
The fat head felt nothing. He smiled sinisterly with his mouth trembling, showing his yellow and white teeth. He punched Meng Hu with his left hand on the right side of his waist and abdomen.
"Go to hell!"
Fat Tou yelled, as if he saw Meng Hu being crippled by his punch.
"You think too much!"
Meng Hu snarled at him and twisted his body to avoid Fat Tou's fist.
While dodging, Meng Hu seized a chance and hit Fatty's chin with a backhand uppercut.
"Boom!"
"Click!"
The fat man raised his head in pain for a moment, then looked at Meng Hu fiercely and threw a punch with his right hand.
"Boom!"
A thick arm hit Meng Hu's left arm.
Meng Hu was knocked back two steps, and after stabilizing his body, he stared at him.
"He is very powerful, I underestimated him." Meng Hu said to himself.
"Hehehe!"
"How's it going? Are you scared?"
The fat head twisted his neck, making a clicking sound, and mocked Meng Hu.
"Do you think you can win with speed?"
"Also, your right hand is injured, right? You can't use it at all, right?"
The fat man narrowed his eyes and stared at Meng Hu.
Meng Hu was extremely shocked. He only punched me once, but he could actually see that my hand was injured.
Sure enough, top masters are indeed different from ordinary masters.
But will he be afraid?
Obviously not. There is no word fear in the dictionary of Northwest Army soldiers.
The stronger the opponent is, the more attention it will attract.
Fat Tou stared at Meng Hu, seeing Meng Hu's expression in his eyes. He thought Meng Hu was scared, and there was a mocking expression on his face.
"Small, come on, pay the price for your arrogance!"
"drink!"
Fat Tou stepped forward and hit Meng Hu again with his fist.
Meng Hu looked at the fat man rushing towards him, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
That's right, he remembered what Gu Jingze said when he was teaching, about leveraging strength to gain strength.
Since your own strength is no match for the opponent's, then use his own strength to hit yourself.
This is the principle of Tai Chi.
After thinking about this, Meng Hu also rushed over and punched him.
When the fat man saw this, he said coldly: "Seeking death!"
He instinctively believed that Meng Hu was seeking death and that if he boxed with him, his arm would be destroyed.
Just as the fists of the two men were approaching, Meng Hu's cold face suddenly flashed an incomprehensible smile.
"Whoosh!"
The originally clenched fist opened its five fingers and instantly grabbed the fat man's wrist, pulling hard in his direction.
After pulling, push back quickly.
Fat Tou's fist hit his chest directly.
"Woo!"
Before Fat Tou could react, Meng Hu attacked again in the same way.
Fat Tou punched himself twice for no reason, and he was so angry that he ran away repeatedly.
When Fat Tou wanted to attack, Meng Hu saw his intention and pulled his arm hard.
Chapter completed!