But he was wearing an iron cloth shirt, so although the collision was heavy, it did no harm to him.
What shocked Huang Hai was that he didn't see clearly what Li Muchen did just now.
Even if Zhang Qiantui, the founder of Zhanyi, fell down at this time, it would be nothing more than this.
Huang Hai knew that it would be difficult to get a favor today, but he still held on to a bit of luck.
Those who practice eighteen falls may not really be able to fight, but he who practices horizontally is not afraid of falling.
Tiebushi's body is covered with weapons. As long as he finds out how to use his opponent's strength, uses clumsiness to make clever moves, and uses force to defeat strength, and wins one and a half moves, he will be able to cripple him.
Huang Hai stretched out his arms, pressed his palms on the wall, and his body bounced back like a spring.
Then a kite turned over in the air, then made a heavy fall, and landed heavily on the ground, with its feet stuck to the ground like nails.
With his Kung Fu skills, if he is prepared and has good steps, even a dozen people can't push him.
But he never expected that as soon as he got into position, his body would fly out again.
Bang!
Hit the wall hard again.
Huang Hai didn't give up and jumped back again. This time he landed a little further away from Li Muchen.
But Li Muchen didn't move, and Huang Hai flew out again.
After doing this seven or eight times, Huang Hai was completely heartbroken.
Even though I was able to practice Kung Fu all over the body and was not broken, it would not be good if I continued like this.
No matter how strong your body is, it is made of flesh and cannot withstand such torture.
After flying out ten times, Huang Hai hit the wall and did not jump out again, but slid down the wall.
This is the furthest away from Li Muchen, and it's against the wall, so you can't throw me.
But he still wanted to keep it simple.
He didn't see Li Muchen move, and suddenly he was in front of him.
And the Yellow Sea flew out again.
With a bang, it hit another wall.
Huang Hai was convinced, completely convinced.
My own kung fu is not at the same level as my opponent's.
But he didn't even have a chance to surrender, because Li Muchen didn't give him a chance to stop and speak.
As soon as he stops, he will be thrown away immediately.
His heart and energy were gone, and his strength was gone. Every time he fell to the back, his body's bones, flesh, and internal organs were greatly shaken.
The seventeenth time, bang, Huang Hai hit the wall and slowly slid down. This time he couldn't stand anymore and could only lie on the ground, feeling that his body had completely fallen apart.
Li Muchen walked slowly to his side and looked down at him.
"I admit defeat...I'm convinced..."
Huang Hai gasped and almost used up his last strength to say these words.
"As I said, there is one last time for me to fall down." Li Muchen said with a smile.
Huang Hai's eyes showed fear.
Then, he flew up again.
This time he did not hit the wall, but turned his body several times in the air, and finally landed on the sofa, right next to Liu Hongyu, as if he sat down on his own.
Liu Hongyu was startled. When he saw Huang Hai motionless, he pushed with his hand: "Master Huang, Master Huang..."
But Huang Hai leaned upright on the sofa, his body limp, as if he was dead.
Li Muchen slowly walked towards Liu Hongyu.
Liu Hongyu was really scared now.
He knew how powerful Huang Hai was. Before inviting him here, he tried it himself. The bullets were unclear, but ordinary swords really couldn't hurt him.
Because of this, Liu Hongyu was not afraid when Zhou Na carried Uncle Ming out.
Unexpectedly, he was defeated by the young man in front of him in three blows.
He was so scared that he forgot to call.
Today he came prepared. In addition to Huang Hai and his usual bodyguards, there were two vans outside.
As long as he makes a phone call, more than 20 brothers in the car will rush to him.
Even if he thought about it now, he no longer had the courage to call.
"Brother, I have something to say." Liu Hongyu said in panic when he saw Li Muchen approaching.
"Brother, please let me go, I'll give you money, you make a price."
Li Muchen said nothing, his face covered with frost.
Liu Hongyu's ability to grow from a bastard to his current wealth and status is certainly due to more than just recklessness.
At the critical moment, he will give in, which makes a man flexible and flexible. Otherwise, his life would have been lost long ago.
He knelt on the ground with a plop: "Brother, I know I was wrong. I kowtow to you and apologize to that girl. I deserve to die."
"It's too late." Li Muchen said coldly, "I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't cherish it."
Liu Hongyu wanted to kowtow. If kowtowing could save his life, he would kowtow a hundred or a thousand times.
But he couldn't knock it down, and an invisible force held him up.
Li Muchen gently raised his foot and stepped on his knee.
"You seemed to have said just now that you wanted to break my brother's legs, didn't you?"
"You, what do you want to do?" Liu Hongyu looked at Li Muchen in horror.
Li Muchen stepped hard.
The sound of broken bones sounded at the same time as Liu Hongyu's scream.
Li Muchen put his foot on Liu Hongyu's other knee and stepped on it lightly.
Liu Hongyu fell to the ground and howled like a slaughtered pig.
Li Muchen turned around and didn't look at him again.
But Ma Shan felt it was not enough, so he walked over and kicked Liu Hongyu hard in the crotch.
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More than a dozen black cars came to a halt at the entrance of the Blue Bridge Bar with screeching brakes.
A middle-aged man in his fifties wearing a black Tang suit got out of the back seat of the first car, twisting a string of agarwood beads in his hand.
There was a fat middle-aged man who came down with him. Although he was fat, he was full of red face and full of energy.
In the cars behind, there were four people in each car, half of them were wearing suits, and the other half were wearing white training uniforms, like people from a boxing gym.
The middle-aged man in a black Tang suit looked up at the bar sign, and then said something to the driver beside him.
The driver waved, and the men in black suits rushed into the parking lot and surrounded the two vans.
The door of the van opened, and the people inside rushed out, but they didn't know what they saw, and they quickly squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.
The man in black Tang suit and the middle-aged fat man walked into the bar together, followed closely by the driver and a dozen people in white training uniforms.
This scene happened to be seen by Zhang Yiping and others who were not far away.
Because Li Muchen handed Dingxiang over to Lin Manqing, Dingxiang had been worried about something happening to Ma Shan and Li Muchen and refused to leave. Lin Manqing had no choice but to stay with her.
They had been waiting outside the bar.
"Who is this? So impressive." Zhou Xu asked, looking at the man in Tang suit and the fat man.
Zhang Yiping said with some excitement: "Uncle Ming is here. I didn't expect that even Uncle Ming was alarmed."
"Which one is Uncle Ming?" Yao Lili asked, looking at the two people walking side by side in front.
"The one in black clothes." Zhang Yiping said, "The other one is Uncle Ming's bodyguard."
Zhou Xu said in confusion: "This is the first time I see a bodyguard and his master walking side by side."
Zhang Yiping said: "You don't know, that is Master Hong, the successor of Southern Tai Chi, and the leader of Southern Tai Chi in Hecheng. Those who wear training uniforms are all his disciples."
"Tch, I'm writing a martial arts novel." Yao Lili didn't quite believe it.
"Don't believe it, there are indeed masters in this world, but they are not as mysterious as those written in martial arts novels." Zhang Yiping said.
"Then what are they here for?"
"Of course I'm here to help Sister Na hold up the show."
"Will my brother and the others be okay?" Ding Xiang asked worriedly.
Zhang Yiping shook his head and said: "It's a bit mysterious. Although the cause of today's incident was Liu Dashen, the two of them hit someone. Looking at the posture just now, the beating may be more fierce. Uncle Ming has already stepped forward, so things must be very bad.
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Lin Manqing said: "With his status as Uncle Ming, he shouldn't embarrass the juniors."
Zhang Yiping shook his head: "Everyone in the circle knows that Uncle Ming is a person who does not rub dirt in his eyes. With his character, it will be difficult for Ma Shan and Li Muchen to come out completely today."
Zhou Xu sneered and said: "You deserve it! This is their own death."
Lin Manqing suddenly said: "Zhang Yiping, why don't you go up and plead for them? You often hang out in the circle, and your father is the chairman of Yongqing. Uncle Ming should give you face."
Zhang Yiping's face darkened. If Lin Manqing asked him to do anything else, he would definitely do it.
But he didn't have the guts to ask him to go to Uncle Ming to plead for mercy.
Who is Uncle Ming? He is a black and white character.
Ding Xiang looked at Zhang Yiping pitifully.
Lin Manqing said: "Zhang Yiping, this is the first time I ask you to do something."
Zhang Yiping's face was solemn, he hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head and said:
"It's not that I don't want to, don't talk about me. Even if my father comes, Uncle Ming may not buy it. In Hecheng, there are not many people who can give Uncle Ming face. Unless your grandfather comes forward, he should give it to the Lin family."
Lin Manqing frowned. Of course she couldn't go to her grandfather for such a thing, and he would never come forward for this.
She thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go."
After saying that, he took Ding Xiang's hand and walked towards the bar.