"Come out, you've followed me all the way, aren't you tired?"
At this time, a young man with a scar on his face walked out from behind the street lamp opposite him.
The other party was none other than Han Yuewen's personal bodyguard, Zhao Junqiang.
"You brat, you are very alert. I didn't expect you to find me."
"With the tracking skills of a three-legged cat like you, you'd better not bring it out and embarrass yourself."
Xiao Feng smiled mockingly.
"You little bastard, how dare you say something rude?"
Zhao Junqiang gritted his teeth and said.
"Stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do?"
Xiao Feng put his hands in his pockets and asked coldly.
"What?"
Zhao Junqiang walked over from the opposite side with a gloomy face.
"Boy, you better apologize to me right away, you hear me?"
"What?"
Xiao Feng took out his ears and said, "Should I apologize to you? Hahaha...are you out of your mind?"
"I'll kill you!"
Zhao Junqiang shouted loudly and punched him.
'boom!'
Xiao Feng blocked it with his arm and took several steps back.
This guy was very powerful, and his fists were as big as sandbags. His arms were numb from the blows.
Zhao Junqiang stepped forward and punched several times in a row, very fast, creating a wind of punches.
Xiao Feng was dodging left and right, but was pressed and beaten all the way by the opponent.
Zhao Junqiang uses top-notch fighting skills, and every move goes straight to the point without any bells and whistles.
He attacks like a tiger and can even use his fingers as weapons. It can be said that he has brought his fighting skills to the fullest.
His fighting power alone is enough to compete with the peak warriors of the Xuan Realm.
He kicked him horizontally, then hit his head with his knee, heading straight for Xiao Feng's face.
Xiao Feng chose to hit hard and hit the opponent's knee directly with his elbow.
With a bang, both sides took two steps back at the same time, fighting evenly.
Zhao Junqiang bared his teeth and felt a dull pain in his knees.
Xiao Feng's face was expressionless, and he raised his fingers to provoke the other party.
"You brat, you're looking for death!"
Zhao Junqiang shouted, flew forward and kicked him horizontally.
Xiao Feng stamped his foot on the ground and punched out suddenly.
'boom!'
This punch hit the opponent's sole of the foot, knocking Zhao Junqiang away on the spot.
‘Bang!’
Zhao Junqiang fell down and got up quickly.
This punch caused unbearable pain in the sole of his foot, and his whole leg was almost numb, and he was shaking slightly even when he stood on the ground.
"Good boy, you really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve."
Zhao Junqiang moved his limbs and suddenly rushed forward, hitting the opponent's neck directly with his elbow.
Xiao Feng met him with another punch, hitting the opponent's joint.
"Ouch..."
Zhao Junqiang howled in pain and pulled his right arm back, and it was actually cramped.
'Snapped!'
Xiao Feng slapped him hard in the face with his backhand.
The sound was crisp and loud, causing Zhao Junqiang's mouth to be filled with blood. He staggered two steps and almost fell down.
"You bastard, do you dare to slap me?"
He was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"So what if I hit you?"
‘Papa…’
Xiao Feng suddenly came closer, and an afterimage appeared behind him.
He slapped Zhao Junqiang several times with his front and backhand, until Zhao Junqiang's face was swollen like a pig's head.
In the end, Zhao Junqiang sat down on the ground, his face crooked and his mouth slanted, burning with anger.
"Two or three years of cat-foot skills, get out of here now, I'm too lazy to kill you."
Xiao Feng smiled disdainfully.
"You bastard, I have to kill you!"
Zhao Junqiang pulled out a military thorn from his leg and howled to kill him.
Xiao Feng made a move to grab his hand and pinned him directly to the ground, and the military thorn in his left hand also fell to the ground.
"What? Grappler?"
"I am your ancestor!"
Zhao Junqiang cursed angrily, he did a forward somersault to release his strength, and kicked Xiao Feng in the chin.
‘Boom!’
Unfortunately, he was too slow and was kicked out by Xiao Feng. He hit the streetlight with a thud, rolled around twice and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Why!"
Xiao Feng sighed and shook his head: "How can you be a bodyguard for someone like you? If the boss knows about it, he will fire you, so get out of here."
"You bastard!"
Zhao Junqiang drooped his arms and stood up with gritted teeth.
Because his legs were swinging wildly, he slipped and fell again, falling backwards.
"Huh, let's go back and practice for a few more years."
Xiao Feng smiled coldly, turned around and left.
"Boy, don't leave if you have the guts."
He had just taken two steps when Zhao Junqiang called out to him again.
"What? You still want to be beaten?"
Xiao Feng turned around and frowned.
I saw Zhao Junqiang's whole body was red, and there was a faint white air on the top of his head. His whole body was as powerful as a rainbow. This was actually a true energy empowerment.
"Huh? So you are also a warrior?"
Xiao Feng thought he only knew how to fight, and after doing it for a long time, he deliberately left his hand behind. It turned out that he was a master of internal martial arts.
"Boy, you are quite capable if you can force me to use my special moves."
"It's still too late for you to kneel down and apologize to me, otherwise don't blame me for ruining your martial arts skills."
Zhao Junqiang shouted.
"What? Destroy my martial arts?"
"You must have something wrong. Go to the hospital quickly."
Xiao Feng didn't even bother to pee on him.
"you wanna die!"
Zhao Junqiang's arms shook, and his whole body expanded in a large circle, suddenly becoming extraordinarily burly.
There was an explosion, and he jumped up from the ground, clenching his fists and slamming them down.
"You can take one move from me and you will be as powerful as the mountain, and your energy will be overwhelming."
His whole body was wrapped in zhenqi, like a falling meteorite.
Xiao Feng took a step back and used his true energy to strike with a punch.
"Baji, banging thunder!"
There was a bang, and the two sides fought head-on. The two qi directly exploded at the moment of confrontation.
Xiao Feng was so shocked that he took a few steps back. Zhao Junqiang turned over in the air and stood still. He put his feet on the ground and attacked again.
"Tiger and Crane Twin Forms!"
'Snapped!'
He directly grabbed Xiao Feng's shoulders with both hands and slid down.
There was a squeaking sound, fluff was flying everywhere, and Xiao Feng's down jacket was ripped open.
Fortunately, it is winter now. If it were summer, the skin and flesh would be bruised.
Then Zhao Junqiang struck with both fists and hit Xiao Feng on the arm, causing him to take three steps back in one breath.
"The crane is free!"
Zhao Junqiang jumped forward, spinning his body in mid-air, and stabbed Xiao Feng's eyes with his fingers.
"Get down here!"
Xiao Feng struck with his foot, hitting the opponent's head right in the head.
Zhao Junqiang let out a howl of pain and slapped him on the ground. He fell to the ground like a dog and became motionless on the spot.
"Hey! Get up."
Xiao Feng shouted, but the other party didn't respond.
"Don't pretend to be dead, get up quickly."
Xiao Feng kicked him twice, but there was still no response.
"You're not really dead, are you?"
Xiao Feng was about to sniff his breath when suddenly, Zhao Junqiang pulled out his pistol and pressed it between his eyebrows at an extremely fast speed.
"You bitch, you're really good at hitting, aren't you?"
"Why don't you try moving again? Let's see which one is faster, my bullet or your fist."
Xiao Feng smiled: "You are also a martial arts practitioner. Don't you feel ashamed to use such despicable methods?"
Zhao Junqiang looked disdainful: "Stop talking nonsense, this is called a soldier who never tires of deceit. Kneel down and hurry up!"
Xiao Feng put away his smile, and a murderous look flashed out of the corner of his eyes.
"Hey! Have you thought about the consequences of doing this?"
"You are a warrior, and I am also a warrior."
"You should know very well that based on my martial arts skills, a pistol is useless against me."
"The moment you shoot, your throat will be sealed with my sword."