"Damn it, you dare to hit my nephew, I want you to look good!" Tong Niuqing woke up first, picked up the casserole, raised his big fist, and hit Wang Renpang directly on the head.
Tong Niuqing's straight uppercut is good. He taught Tong Bing. This time he wants to win the Olympic gold medal.
"You're a piece of shit!" Wang Renpang was furious because of Xiao Liumei's behavior. He just passed by the Tongjia Martial Arts School and couldn't hold back his anger and came to find a place first.
It was a hard hit with one punch. This punch was quite powerful, but Wang Renpang, a second-level eighth-level master, punched with 80% of his strength. The fist roared, cutting through the air, and rubbing against the air.
It makes a scary crackling sound.
Tong Yitie's face suddenly changed when he saw it, and he shouted: "Second brother, pay attention, retreat quickly!"
"Retreat, can my men retreat? You idiot!" Wang Renpang snorted coldly, and punched Tong Niuqing's fist directly.
ah……
Tong Niuqing couldn't stand the fifth-level Kaiyuan skill, so he was no match for the eighth-level master with one punch. He flew directly into the wall of the building. The brick wall couldn't bear the heavy impact, and Tong Niuqing was knocked out with a loud bang.
A man came in. Bricks came down and hit Tong Niuqing all over his body.
"You bastard, I will fight with you!" Tong Niuqing had practiced hard skills such as the Golden Bell Cover and the Iron Cloth Shirt when he was a child. His skin was rough and his flesh was thick, but he was still very durable when his inner energy was injected into him. This guy was looking down and dirty.
, climbed up from the pile of bricks with a nosebleed.
He casually picked up a hard date wood chair in the cubicle and rushed over like a raging bull with blood-red eyes, a blood-red nose and a purple and swollen face.
A chair hit Wang Renpang on the head. This guy was really desperate. If he was really hit, ordinary people would definitely be doomed.
As for those of the Tong family who did not know martial arts, like Tong Song, they left early and left outside early. Those who knew martial arts and the coaches of the Tong family all gathered around Wang Renpang with sticks and other weapons to greet him. The latest chapter of the Holy Church is now at this juncture,
He didn't care whether he would kill someone, since he just wanted to earn a breath anyway. It didn't matter if someone died under a random attack.
"I like group fights!" Wang Ren was full of bastard spirit. He stretched out his legs and kicked a middle-aged coach's butt directly into the crowd. The guy grabbed the long stick in his hand and swept away the army.
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Bang bang...
The harsh sound of sticks colliding was heard, and seven or eight coaches fell down on the ground. These so-called martial arts coaches usually make money from others, and they still have a few tricks, and they are probably only in the second level.
If faced with a tough situation, everything will wilt.
"Cut!" Tong Yitie's eyes were blood-red. The sacred hall of the martial arts hall was almost falling apart. So, he waved a green dragon-style thick-backed sword with a handle about one meter long and roared from the air. This guy
It bounced up to two meters high and hit Wang Renpang directly on the head.
"Just beat the hell out of this crap!" Wang Renpang laughed dryly, and raised the stick upwards. A metallic sound came, and the Qinglong-style thick-backed knife was forced by Wang Renpang and flew directly towards the roof.
Went there. The momentum was really scary.
"Keep going!" Wang Ren got excited and picked up his stick to greet Tong Yitie.
Bang bang bang...
A few sticks hit Tong Yitie hard, and the old guy staggered and fell to the ground like a dog chewing mud. Wang Renpang quickly stepped forward and stepped on it. There was a click, and his sternum was definitely broken.
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"Dad!" Tong Yitie's eldest son, the Tong Bing who was being received by Premier Kang, successfully attacked with his fist and hit Wang Renpang on the back.
"You dare to hit me, my hand will be cut off!" Wang Renpang broke his body, with a bad taste in his mouth. He grabbed the child soldier's wrist with his backhand and twisted it hard. There was a click - it was definitely broken!
It's just that the skin is still on and it didn't fall to the ground. It is estimated that the child soldier's dream of boxing championship was ruined by Ren Pangda's cruel hands.
"Child soldiers!" All the children's family members shouted and attacked fiercely. ""
Wang Renpang didn't answer at all, and kicked the child soldier until he fainted in the corner. He was not slow at all, he picked up the stick and beat him randomly for a while. This guy was just looking for venting his anger. Soon, inside
It was crackling and ping-ping-pong-pong.
Ten minutes later, everyone in the room lay down, and the remaining disciples were scared out of their wits. They all stood in the distance with their necks shrinking. When Wang Renbang came out with a sigh, these disciples were so frightened that they fell to the ground.
The whole thing was gone. At this moment, I just regretted that my parents had two legs. Why not four legs so that I could run faster?
For these people, Wang Renpang just glanced at it and showed no interest at all. He jumped up to the signboard of Tongjia Martial Arts School, stretched out his hand and smashed the old signboard of Tongjia that had been hanging for more than 200 years.
Completely shattered into sawdust.
"Bah, you dare to mess with my brother, you deserve it! It's a ruin of the restaurant! Let's go, it's really boring, we haven't had the fun yet!" Wang Renpang took another last sip, turned around and left.
When the police arrived, they saw only the Tong family members who were in a state of embarrassment, and the lobby of the Tong family martial arts gym, which had been smashed to the point of being deformed and almost falling apart.
The police hurriedly treated the injured and evacuated the crowd, because the tall and wide building in the lobby was probably about to collapse and had become a dangerous building.
Because this building is made of brick and wood and has a history of more than a hundred years. It is a symbol of the Tong family's martial arts, so of course it cannot be demolished.
"Tong Rong, you immediately take a plane to Xixiang." Tong Yitie yelled angrily while bandaging.
"I won't go!" Tong Rong said, anger flashed across his face. Because there was an old guy in the Pai Gang who liked Tong Rong very much.
And Tong Rong is only 30 years old this year. As a strong business woman, how can she like that scumbag old guy from the Pai Gang who I heard is very skilled.
Therefore, Tong Rong has been refusing to nod. Tong Yitie is also in a bit of trouble. Indeed, the old guy is already in his early sixties, and his sister is only 30. This is not to shove the girl into the fire pit. However, this moment has passed.
, now the Tong family has encountered a catastrophe, and they are asking for help. As long as Tong Rong is willing to marry, the old guy will definitely not be his opponent as soon as the old guy gets involved. Tong Yitie believes this.
Moreover, that old guy is the uncle of Yu Caiyun, the current leader of the Pai Gang, and the biological brother of Yu Yundong, the most prestigious master of the Pai Gang, Yu Tianfeng.
If Yu Tianfeng couldn't do it, Yu Yundong would be forced to take action. Of course Tong Yi Tieda Di was the idea. However, Tong Rong really didn't want to send himself to the door, so he struggled painfully.
"If you don't go, do you really want to watch the Tong family be destroyed? Are you still not a member of the Tong family?" Tong Yitie pointed at the girl, her lips were trembling, he was shouting. At this moment, he couldn't care about this old face anymore.
For the sake of family, everything can be sacrificed.
In fact, there are marriages in politics, but not in the martial arts world. The martial arts world is like marriages between sects, which are entangled with each other to fight against powerful sects. It is like marriages between families against more powerful families. This has been true for ancient times, and it is difficult for even modern society to change all this.
"I... won't go..." Tong Rong hesitated for a moment, but finally shook her head, with tears already in her eyes.
"Rong'er, just go. Alas... our Tong family owes you." At this time, the old man of the Tong family came over tremblingly with the help of others.
"Dad...Dad..." Tong Rong shouted in pain.
"Oh... Dad has no ability..." Unexpectedly, the old man of the Tong family actually wanted to kneel down. Tong Rong saw that it was okay, but wouldn't he be struck by lightning? So, Tong Rong quickly supported the old man and shouted: "
Dad, I’m going, I’m going…”
Turning around, Tong Rong wiped away his tears and left.
"Dad, I'm sorry for you..." The old man of the Tong family glanced at the wolf marks all over the ground, with tears in his eyes. He picked up the crutch and slapped Tong Ding on the body, cursing: "You bastard, you bastard
Sangmenxing, you are the one who brought this disaster. Get out of here, get out, the Tong family doesn’t have a prodigal like you..."
The old man of the Tong family was really angry, and he whipped the cane several times. Tong Ding clenched his teeth and endured it, while Tong Yitie frowned and did not dare to say anything. Because this matter was really a big deal. I guess all the Tong family members were there.
I was scolding Tong Ding for being such an unfilial son.
"Yitie, come here and break one of his legs for me. Break it." The old man of the Tong family was tired from beating him. Because he was old and sick, he couldn't even stand firmly. He stretched out his crutches.
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"Dad, I'll hit you!" Tong Yitie helplessly picked up the crutch and started whipping him while everyone in the Tong family watched eagerly.
After a few turns, Tong Yitie's heart was bleeding. However, the old man of the Tong family didn't even blink an eyelid, and he was very prepared to stop the troops without breaking a leg.
"Old man, please let Tong Ding go, please let him go!" At this time, a woman, who must be Tong Ding's mother, ran out crying and threw herself on her son to prevent him from being beaten.
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"If a son fails to teach his father, you, the mother, should also be beaten. Don't you want to be beaten? It's too shameful to give her a stick. You, an unfilial son, have already brought ruin to the Tong family.
Disaster, what should Tong Rong do?
A lifetime of happiness is ruined!" The old man of the Tong family doted on Tong Rong, pointing at them and scolding them, his lips were trembling. A mouthful of blood came out, and the old man of the Tong family fell down, spurting blood, and the Tong family immediately became busy.
A ball.
"Brother, come out and drink with me! Drink..." As soon as Zhao Si was sent home, the phone rang, and Wang Renpang's loud, broken gong-like voice echoed, shouting seven or eight times in a row.
The word "drink" sounds like this.
"What's going on?" Boss Ye yelled and stopped the car with a creak. He thought to himself that this guy seemed unhappy...
"It's okay, I want to drink, drink..." Wang Renpang even shouted with some embarrassment.
"Tang Di!" Wang Renpang shouted and hung up the phone.
"Tang Di, where is this place?" Mr. Ye muttered. He really didn't know this place. He quickly called Wang Renpang again, but he didn't know that this guy had turned off his phone.
"Oh, this guy, I don't know who offended him. I'm always having a hard time drinking with you!" Mr. Ye leaned against the car and complained. He was about to hang up the phone and call Fei Yiyi to ask about Emperor Tang.
'Things.
Unexpectedly, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded: "What are you doing here without sleeping in the middle of the night? You are either raping or stealing!"
Ye Fan turned around to look, and was stunned for a few seconds before he smiled and said: "You are different too. You are holding a girl in your arms in the middle of the night. Are you visiting a brothel?"