In the office of the general manager of Jingyue Hotel, Wang Zidong sucked the cigarettes in his hands, put the cigarette butt hard in the ashtray, and said to the man in front of him.
The man was more than thirty years old, with a hair, sitting on the sofa, his body was upright, not like the prince's mud like the same beach, and the man was very burly.
T -shirt, a tight and strong muscles to support the t -shirt tightly, and the thin prince is envious of the abnormalities. And the man's temples are slightly bulging, and at first glance, it is a trainer.
"Of course, this girl is ..." The man who was called Jianba by the prince was just ready to explain, but suddenly stopped the words.
"Brother Jian ..."
"Sound!" The man waved his hand, listened his ears, and then showed a joke smile on his face, walking straight to the door of the guest room.
"Papa!"
As soon as he walked in front of the door, he heard the door of the door open from the outside. The man's look was alert, and his hands were hidden behind him, and the palm knife was already torrent. Then, when the door of the room opened
When he saw a figure, he didn't want to think, and he used the palm knife towards the shadow's neck to take the key to the other party.
... ...
As soon as Yue Ran opened the door, he felt a sharp palm wind in front of the door. A big hand was flashing from his eyes, and he quickly came towards his neck!
Yue Ran didn't dare to neglect, and quickly raised his head back. After escape this palm, he used a hit with a hit to prevent the other party's second attack.
Sure enough, the man saw Yue Ran easily avoided his own blow, and a soft snoring in his mouth, after a trace of surprise in his eyes. Then he returned to normal.
In order to push, it once again struck Yue Ran's chest again!
Yue Ran's fisting road also followed the opponent's palm change, and instantly, the palm of his punch had already collided, making a light sound of "slap".
Just when a palm push with the other party has just been contacted, Yue Ran has already felt a huge thrust from his palm. If you want to push yourself out, the thrust is like a tide, one after another, one after another
And more than one strand, there is a continuous trend.
Yue Ran didn't think about it. The punch blocked the opponent's palm, and he immediately fists again with his left hand. The fist was from bottom to top. Crossing a strange arc with an erratic arc and took the opponent's lower abdomen!
The man saw that his palm was blocked again. The secret of his heart was not good. Without any hesitation, he retreated and retreated directly into the lobby of the guest room from the door.
This blow has fallen out again, and Yue Ran was also surprised by the man's kung fu. This person is obviously not those who have practiced some foreigners and understand some of the countless fur.
Family boxing masters, you can see from his two counseles. And the action of avoiding his attack is also extremely ruined, and he is extremely skilled.
"Xingyiquan? Boy, are you here to save her?" As soon as the man settled, he asked sinking.
"She? What she?" Yue Ran was inexplicable by the man's words. I don't care about the man's mindless question, "I am looking for Wang Zidong today, who are you, will you be here?" After finishing speaking
Yue Ran walked into the room.
"It's you!? Why didn't you die?" The prince watched the appearance of Yue Ran clearly, and panicked from the sofa and screamed. The latter sentence was actually sent by the killer. He sent him.
"Of course, Wang Zidong, the killer you are looking for is too garbage!" Yue Ran laughed, "He has been on the road, do you also go with him?"
"Boy, the words are too big?" At this time, the man also opened his mouth slowly. "This is my king's family, just based on your unknown little pawn, and want to move him?"
"Huh! Isn't it an unknown little stroke? If you say it!" Yue Ran's voice did not fall, so he attacked the man, and he was the most good and the most powerful artillery boxing!
The fist screamed straight to the other door, facing this unparalleled punch, the man's originally full of funny eyes suddenly became dignified.
Raise it at the same time, picked it up, seemed to be open, and went towards Yue Ran's rapid fist.
Yue Ran's fist turned between the seemingly soft, but faintly contained between the two palms that seem to be soft, but the man's hands were slightly moved, and the fisting road of Yue Ran was blocked.
Yue Ran's boxing road, split towards his wrist!
In the face of this weird counterattack with a counterattack, the evil smile fell in the eyes of the man but made him feel bad.
The fist blocked by myself disappeared from my palm weird!
Yes, Yue Ran used the trick just realized. The cannon boxing turned into a drill boxing directly when the fist road was blocked, and along the strange and erratic boxing road, took the opponent's chest directly!
"Bang!" The man couldn't avoid it. He was punched by this hit. He flew out when he boarded it and fell heavily on the ground!
Wang Zidong stood aside and watched the Jian brother who was originally highly hoped and was shocked by Yue Ran, startled, and quickly pulled out his mobile phone, just about to dial the phone, but felt the coldness in front of him.
A dagger stabbed straight on the back of his mobile phone. It was a flying knife thrown by Yue Ran. The dagger was naturally obtained from the killer.
"ah!"
With a scream, the mobile phone in Wang Zidong fell on the ground with blood, and then he covered the back of his blood, and fell into the sofa.
As soon as the flying knife shot, Yue Ran had come to the man who fell on the ground, and raised his hand to punch again!
The man was knocked down by Yue Ran. At this time, he had no power to counterattack. Under a few fists, Yue Ran removed the joints of his hands and feet. At this time, he couldn't move on the ground.
Looking at Yue Ran: "I am a disciple of gossip palms, if you dare to dare me, gossip must not let you go!"
"Pap!"
Yue Ran didn't care about his threat, and directly raised his arm to give him a slap, and removed his chin, so that he couldn't speak, and then he no longer cared about this man who claimed to be the disciples of the gossip.
Go towards the east of the prince.
"You, you, you, don't come!" Wang Zidong said, he squatted there with the injured palm, trembling, looking at Yue Ran's eyes full of horror.
"Wang Zidong! Wang Dashao!" Yue Ran looked at him like looking at the clown.
Speaking, Yue Ran ignored the eyes of Prince Dong's begging, and stepped on Wang Zidong's ankle!
"Click!"
The crisp fracture came, followed by the scream of the prince's killing pig.
Yue Ran didn't worry about the feelings of the prince, raised his feet, and stepped on his other ankle again. At this time, Yue Ran suddenly felt a whistling sound behind him!
Cure
PS: There are some trivial things at home ... I feel bad, work overtime tonight, only 2000 words, sorry!