"Boy, you dare to tell Brother Kun that he is cruel. Who will give you the courage!"

Suddenly, the burly man who had just brought him to pinched his fists and immediately made a crackling sound from his finger joints.

"You thought you could, and I could do it." With a faint smile, Li Zheyan glanced at the burly man indifferently, pinched his ten fingers casually, and suddenly made a stronger and crisp sound than him.

"Haha, I've learned martial arts, it's good. It seems that you really don't know who I, Meng Kun, are. Let me tell you the truth, in Jiangling, who dares not to sell my brother Kun for a favor?"

With a cold smile, Meng Kun waved his hand, and more than a dozen burly men behind him also lined up and surrounded Li Zheyan directly in the center. When he was ready to rub his hands, his muscles surged.

"You don't regret it because I've delayed my business." Seeing this, Li Zheyan snorted coldly and then closed his eyes directly.

How could a person who even defeated the leader of the big boss in the dungeon be afraid of these burly men? Besides, when he was fighting against Zhang Qianglong, he did not do his best to fight with him, and he still feels a little regretful.

Of course, the more important thing is to be proficient. As the game elves said, as long as you have proficiency, you can upgrade everything in terms of skills and equipment.

Since now that he has such an opportunity to gain proficiency, Li Zheyan might as well try to see if his strength is stronger than before after he has been upgraded to three levels in a row.

"What's the situation?" Seeing that the young man in front of him dared to ignore the thugs, Meng Kun gritted his teeth and gave a wink at the burly man: "Ahu, go!"

The burly man shook his head casually, moved his muscles and bones a few times, and quickly punched Li Zheyan in the chest.

"Boy, don't blame me for taking too much!"

Ahu's is Meng Kun's right-hand man, and Meng Kun's favorite from the underground black boxing market. He not only regained a place with one force, but also made many contributions to Meng Kun.

Even though he did not use all his strength, the amazing power and strength seemed to others to be enough to knock the young man back several meters away with one punch. Even if he didn't vomit blood, he would have to break a few ribs.

"330 pounds!"

Seeing the opponent's strength clearly, Li Zheyan shook his head secretly, opened his eyes suddenly, and a black card flew out of his hand quickly, piercing through Ah Hu's fist and stuck on his wrist.

The code-word Lingxi Glove is an excellent artifact, and it has long been more than the awakening equipment. Therefore, under the triple bonus of power, agility and speed, the black card is like a lightning-fast flying knife, and everywhere it goes, iron and stone is penetrated.

Ahu groaned and his brows frowned. However, Li Zheyan stepped slightly and stepped on his side at this time, directly exerting his specialty in Forgotten Fist. A 270-degree turn turned around and a counter punch attacked Ahu.

350㎏!

Just as Ah Hu was about to stretch out his fist to resist, Li Zheyan's fist had already hit his elbow first.

With a "click", my arm suddenly turned around all day, and half of the bloody broken bones appeared.

"Ah!" As a result of a tragic howling, Ah Hu actually half-kneeled on the ground, dragging his right arm, which had been folded into two pieces, and the back of his hand that was still swollen with a black card.

Meng Kun was also shocked when he saw that his capable general Ahu was seriously injured and his entire arm was broken.

No wonder he dared to be serious with himself just now. It turned out that he was not only a martial arts practitioner, but also a small-scale practitioner.

"Okay, I, Meng Kun, have been in Jiangling for so long, and no one dares to mess with me."

Meng Kun laughed instead of anger, and his figure took two steps back, then said fiercely: "However, you can fight, my subordinates are not vegetarians. When you are isolated and helpless, you will know that you will be outnumbered."

As soon as Meng Kun finished speaking, the burly men were ready to try, but they were afraid of his performance just now and did not dare to push them too close.

"If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend others. If someone offends me, get rid of the roots!" Although it was a sentence learned online, in this society, in order to protect yourself, sometimes you have to do a little bit of excuse.

Li Zheyan quickly rubbed the soles of the shoes on the ground. When he sensed the faint white light, he saw his body suddenly rushing into the crowd, and suddenly moved and changed positions, all of which were like a glimpse of shadows.

And with each punch, he directly hit the opponent's elbow, especially the instantaneous speed, which allowed his fists to be most powerfully exerted.

In less than a minute, more than ten people in the audience ended up like Ah Hu. But these people fell to the ground and moaned, not as strong as Ah Hu could withstand this severe pain.

[Text Barrage]: Congratulations to the beauty hunter, your own skill, Forgetful Fist specialization, has achieved skills improvement, and the current skill is: Forgetful Fist? Dacheng

With the appearance of the barrage, Li Zheyan also smiled knowingly.

Since it is a self-created boxing technique, it is equivalent to the player's skills. Moreover, there is another secret book for Forgotten Fist in the warehouse, which can be taught to Bai Yingying or others at that time.

"Little brother, do you dare to sign up? Everyone in the Taoist swears to me Meng Kun for a favor. You won't really not have heard of my name."

Seeing that all of these subordinates were disabled, Meng Kun felt that he had messed with someone he shouldn't have messed with. But with his yellow-level Dacheng skills, it was obviously not necessarily his opponent.

It would be better to wait until his background is found first before secretly taking action to eliminate future problems.

"Li Zheyan!" Li Zheyan originally wanted to say that he would not change his name or his surname, but this was not the world of martial arts novels, but reality.

"I've been on the road for more than ten years, and I've never heard of Jiangling having such a person."

Meng Kun vaguely felt that Li Zheyan might just be lucky, and if he took action, his chances of winning may not be small.

Besides, he relied on his master Zhang Qianglong, not only a true martial arts master, but also the family of Mr. Ouyang. Otherwise, he would not have been able to build this country in Jiangling.

"Meng Kun, what are you doing there!"

At this moment, a handsome man in a suit and tie walked quickly towards this side. Not far behind him, there was also a beautiful young woman who was holding a small mirror and applying lip gloss.

"Meng Kun has met Master Bai!" Seeing that it was Ouyang Bai, the chairman of Typhoon Hotel, Meng Kun quickly bowed and looked respectful.

Ouyang Bai is not only his boss, but also his third son of Mr. Ouyang, and also a martial arts master.

Looking at the entire Jiangling, even when you arrive in Chuzhou, who wouldn’t sell the old man’s face? Even compared to his master Zhang Qianglong, Ouyang Bai’s status in his heart is much higher. After all, the masters are all empty, and truly have strength is the most important thing.

"What's going on with these people!" Seeing that the corridor was full of blood and the burly men were wailing one by one, Ouyang Bai stepped forward and asked.

"This..." Meng Kun glanced at Ouyang Bai, then looked up at Li Zheyan, his face became a little ferocious, but he didn't know how to speak.

After being stunned, Li Zheyan could vaguely feel the thick aura contained in Ouyang Bai's body. His breath was stable and his swallowing was even, just like what Zhang Qianglong could feel.

"It seems that Brother Feng Zhan is right. Ouyang Bai has been practicing hard in Shaolin Temple since he was a child. He can reach the level of a martial arts master in his forties. This level of cultivation is not easy." Li Zheyan thought to himself.

Seeing a young man standing in front of a group of wailing people, Ouyang Bai vaguely guessed something, turned to Meng Kun and shouted: "When you raise such a group of waste, do you dare to praise Haikou to me, and you will definitely keep the safety of the Typhoon Hotel?"

Although Ouyang Bai was scolding Meng Kun, he heard it as if he was warning Li Zheyan.

"Mr. Bai taught me a lesson. I forgive Meng Kun for being incompetent and was bullied by a young man." Meng Kun took a step back and smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as these words were said, it was equivalent to him pushing Li Zheyan to the forefront.

Ah Hu also stood up with pain, dragged his broken arm, and waved at Ouyang Bai: "Master Bai, this guy is cruel and ruthless. He not only makes trouble in the Typhoon Hotel, but also breaks the arms of more than ten of my brothers, and asks Master Bai to make the decision for us."

After hearing what Meng Kun said, Ah Hu immediately poured a handful of oil on the fire.

"This little brother, I dare to ask that these people are all hurt by you! Do you know that this is the hotel opened by me, Ouyang Bai!" Ouyang Bai frowned, and the yin and yang were shaking as his words made Meng Kun's mouth slightly raised.

"With Ouyang Bai, the martial arts master, I think you are still alive today." Meng Kun's heart was talking at this moment, his eyes were filled with pleasure.
Chapter completed!