Yang Yuan got in the car and his mood had not calmed down until he got in the car. "Third brother, I'll find someone to teach this little bastard a lesson. I'm numb and ungrateful. I want him to be unable to survive in Fengyuan, otherwise it will be difficult for me to exhale!"

Yang Peng said: "Yuanzi, what is the background of this kid?"

"I don't have any background, a scoundrel, a trash. This kid's family is from the countryside. He is a bad gambling man. The family is so poor that he should be lucky. He made a baked cold noodles and made some money, so he made such a "Luoji Hot Pot". This kid is quite capable.

His materials were provided by Wang Hongkuan, the former director of the teaching department of Fengyuan High School. He was my class teacher in high school. The information he provided was not wrong, so don’t worry, this kid will not even have anyone to stand out for him.”

"That's how this kid is quite capable!"

"'Hmph, what can he do if he has some skills? If he knows the practice, I will give him some soup, but he doesn't know how to politely, so I will let him have nothing!"

Yang Yuan said viciously.

Yang Peng said: "Since I don't have any background, I'll do it. How about breaking his legs?"

Yang Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Third Brother, you can do it!"

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When Luo Li returned to his residence, he felt a deep sense of crisis at this moment. He originally thought that with his own strength, he would develop slowly and return again. Even if he did not have the task of pawnshop, he would have to be the trendsetter of this era. However, now he is just starting out and is regarded as the meat on the chopping board, and he wants to swallow him together with his bones and meat.

In this way, he would not be willing to sit still and wait for death. Whoever wants to swallow him must be prepared to be eaten by him. Since the other party wants to play like this, it depends on who can play whoever has ever played.

Yang Yuan and Yang Peng, one is a second generation who eats people and does not vomit bones, and the other is a cruel and ruthless person who wanders on the edge of society. Today he angrily criticized Yang Yuan, and he would not be sure that the other party would attack him. In 1995, social security was not as peaceful as in later generations. Characters like Yang Peng in any era are hidden dangers. Once such a person is ruthless, he may become a time bomb at any time. Luo Li doesn't want to be plotted against by such a person.

As he gains more and more wealth, more and more people may stare at him. Today there is Yang Yuan, and tomorrow there will be Zhang Yuan, Zhao Yuan, and Li Yuan. He must make himself stronger, otherwise he will be swallowed up by those guys who eat people and don’t spit bones sooner or later.

He must have the ability to protect himself. This ability must not only come from the outside, but also from the inside. Otherwise, one day, he may not even know how to die, and he must have the ability to protect himself.

Luo Li thought, his face turned extremely gloomy. He decisively opened Pawnshop No. 36 and asked: "Is there any kung fu that can be exchanged, just like the 'Tiger Fist'."

"Master, you have successfully learned the 'Nine Yang Divine Art'. Based on this, you can learn various martial arts and achieve twice the result with half the effort. There are convertible martial arts in the pawn shop: Xingyi Twelve Fist. The exchange points are 5,000. Will the master exchange them?"

“5000 points?”

Luo Li's scalp was numb, and it would take 5,000 points to exchange for a "Xingyi Twelve Fist". He took a look at the remaining moral values, leaving only 5,200 points. It was paralyzed. This thing is not used. Every time he does something without morals, he will automatically increase moral values, but now it seems that it is obviously not enough for him.

He was cruel and gritted his teeth and exchanged the "Twelve Fist of Xingyi" with 5,000 points. No matter how precious the integrity is, it is not as precious as his life. Learning this "Twelve Fist of Xingyi" is also considered to be a self-protection ability!

"Ding, congratulations to the master for obtaining the twelve punches of Xingyi!"

Luo Li closed his eyes and the "Twelve Xingyi Fist" appeared in his mind. These boxing techniques were like pictures that kept playing in his mind.

Luo Li took a deep breath and mobilized the "Nine Yang Divine Art". He felt as if there was a stream of true energy in his body running like a trickle of water. He chose the "Tiger-shaped Fist" to start practicing. He stepped forward and his body was like a tiger, and he punched him. "Aowu" actually had a momentum of a tiger going down the mountain.

Luo Li looked at his hands and was surprised. It really tasted a little. Unfortunately, the place in the room was too small and he couldn't use it.

He pushed open the door and walked into the yard. Xu's mother took Huixue out to play. She was not at home and Xu Ying did not come back. He was like a tiger in the yard and began to practice tiger shape.

"Tiger-shaped Fist" is just one of the "Twelve Xingyi Fist". Luo Li likes a big opening and closing style, and "Tiger-shaped Fist" is exactly his wish. With the "Nine Yang Divine Art" as the foundation, he practices twice the result with half the effort.

The tiger is the king of the mountain, so the "Tiger-shaped Fist" is to move forward and be extremely brave. This boxing must be very similar to this guy's personality, so Luo Li chose to learn "Tiger-shaped Fist" first.

When fighting in the "Tiger Fist", you must use your tiger claws to injure the enemy. Using the "Tiger Claws" must sink the qi to the dantian and penetrate the fingertips; if you don't go out, you must stop the enemy from hurting people once you go out, and grab the opponent with your five fingers like steel claws.

Once the force is exerted, in conjunction with the tiger's roar, the qi from the dantian is emitted from the throat; the sound of "tiger roar" is emitted, and the true energy penetrates the arms, increasing the power, making the enemy scared and thus lose the desire to fight.

What the "Tiger-shaped Fist" wants is the aura of the king of the mountains, which is full of eyes and indomitable. Luo Li practiced for two hours and liked it the more he practiced. This guy had a bad temper. This "Tiger-shaped Fist" was right for his temper. It really made him love the more he practiced. The more he practiced, the more he practiced, the more he practiced, the whole yard was full of tiger roars and dragon roars!

When he closed his fists, he not only did not feel tired, but on the contrary, he looked refreshed, and all the 3,600 pores on his body were uncomfortable. Although it was already October, Luo Li did not feel any cold. He walked to the well beside the yard, poured a bucket of water, and only wore a pair of leggings, poured the cold on his body, and his pores contracted. He roared, his body was like a tiger going down the mountain, and his claws hit him forward. The qi of the dantian rushed straight into his throat, and a tiger roared like a tiger's roar, and a tiger's roar splashed, and a domineering aura spread out from him.

Before this guy could take back the tiger claws, the pink leggings hanging on a rope in the yard fell on his tiger claws unexpectedly.

This guy was stunned and looked upward. The rope was passing by above his head. The pink leggings were not someone else's, but the beauty teacher. This guy felt a surge of passion and the "tiger whip" stood upright.

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open with a creaking sound. The beauty teacher came back from get off work. When she looked up, she saw that the guy was wearing only one pair of leggings, soaked all over, and a tent was built there, and the "hand claws" grabbed her leggings.

Needless to think about it, I knew what this guy was doing. The two of them stared at each other, and Luo Li's face turned red with a rare moment and quickly put away his posture.

"That, it fell off by itself, I just picked it up..."

This guy really wants to explain clearly. He really doesn't blame him for this. He never thought so.

Xu Ying's face turned red, and she walked up silently, snatched the leggings from Luo Li's "tiger claws" and glared at him fiercely.

"Shameless!"

"puff!"

Luo Li almost didn't spit out an old blood. Damn, it's a disaster. Even if I'm shameless and hungry, I won't be facing a pair of leggings!
Chapter completed!