【A ugly man who doesn't even want even his own mother]

Three of the five people behind the bald man were seen by Xu Wentang.

The yellow-headed horses framed him a man in suit and a flat-headed man, and the other two didn't know each other.

"San Dao Society."

Tang Shuai's face turned green, and he knew these six people.

He is just a gangster, these people are real gangsters, cruel and ruthless.

Tang Shuai turned around and wanted to run away.

As soon as he turned around, he stopped.

"Damn it, this is a dead end." Tang Shuai was about to cry without tears, and immediately stood farther aside to draw a clear line with Xu Wentang.

He realized that these people came to Xu Wentang.

Wang Hu pulled Xu Wentang's clothes, and he recognized the yellow head and became scared.

Next moment!

"Xu Wentang, do you still remember me?" The yellow-headed horse clan rushed over with a glance and smiled gloomyly.

He wanted to teach Xu Wentang a lesson last time, but this time he was impatient.

"Do you still remember us?" The flat-headed man and the man in suit looked extremely vicious. Just because of Xu Wentang, they messed up the task and lost 10,000 yuan. After they returned, they were beaten up by the boss. Not to mention how miserable it was, their bodies still hurt.

They were reluctant to throw Xu Wentang into pieces.

However, Xu Wentang is a student, either at school or at home, on the bus to school, or on the bus back home. He is crowded and difficult to start.

They waited and finally waited for this opportunity today.

The anger in my heart is urgently needed to be vented.

Xu Wentang said: "I have always been impressed by ugly people. I am naturally impressed by you three, and I may not even forget them."

The horse trio stared at him, furious, and roared: "Cao, your mother, dare you scold me?"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Wentang suddenly rushed out, and Bazhen Steps were playing with him. His body flashed like a whirlwind, and he bumped into Ma Qun's arms, and his fist hit his stomach.

This punch is like hitting a bell!

The herd of horses instantly bent like shrimps.

Bent over and kneel on both knees.

Hulala vomiting...

"You still dare to take action?" Seeing this, the flat-headed man and the man in suit were shocked and angry, and they rushed to the left and right.

At this time, Ma Qun raised his hand.

At this moment, he was very scary and wanted to remind the flat-headed man and the suit man that Xu Wentang was not fighting for the fifth stage!

However, his stomach hurt so much that he couldn't breathe and could not speak.

The flat-headed man and the suit man did not notice the gesture of Ma Qun. They rushed over and punched him.

"These two people are as powerful as the Ma Qun." Xu Wentang's spiritual vision flashed and knew it in an instant. He suddenly retreated, widened the distance, and rushed forward and approached.

This retreat and advance were all swift.

Retreat, avoiding the attacks of the two.

It was the time when the two of them were exhausted.

And, caught off guard!

Xu Wentang made both fists and almost hit the belly of the flat-headed man and the suit man at the same time.

So, the two of them followed suit, bowed neatly like shrimps, knelt on their knees, and vomited while covering their stomachs.

Surprisingly it feels very funny.

The bald man from the Sandao Society was shocked.

Grass, this boy is very tiger!

Xu Wentang hooked his finger and said, "I'm very busy, you three can go together."

The bald man became angry when he heard this. Oh, I have seen an arrogant person, but I have never seen an arrogant person like this.

"Do you know who the uncle is?"

Xu Wentang was speechless and said, "Is it important who you are? If you can't beat me, you will have to pretend to be a grandson right away.

Whoever is stronger is awesome!

Whoever loses, whoever is stupid!"

The bald man thought about it and seemed to make sense, but he was speechless.

Xu Wentang said: "Stop beating, see the truth under your hands."

"Looking for death!" The bald man shouted angrily, and set off his posture, holding his five fingers with his hands and five fingers, as if he was holding a tiger, which was a "tiger skill".

This skill is very fierce and is famous for tempering terrifying grip strength.

It may be easy to break a stone with one punch, but it is not easy to hold the stone with your hands.

If you don’t believe it, go find an egg now and see if it can be broken.

Have you tried it, has your confidence been hit?

Actually it doesn't matter, because most people can't do it.

The bald man is working for eight stages, and his grip is quite strong. He can hold gravel stones and hold them on a person's body and can tear off a piece of meat directly.

His hand is the tiger's mouth!

It can bite off human flesh!

Sure enough, after the bald man roared, a stream of thick muscle fascia appeared on his hands, rising and falling like waves, accompanied by a muffled sound like a bowstring, as if the power in his body was gathering towards his hands.

The bald man arched his waist and his strong body rushed out.

Almost at the same time, Xu Wentang bravely met with his hands as black as the bottom of a pot, and his surface was decorated with golden sand lumps. It was his specialty martial arts black sand hands.

Bang!

In the alley, two figures collided fiercely.

Xu Wentang's palm shadow flew, and the bald man held the tiger's hand and grabbed it. The continuous sound of physical impact echoed in the alley like a drum, shaking the mottled walls around it.

"Huh!" The bald man used up all his breath and did not take advantage of it. He couldn't help but feel angry. His strength to hold the tiger's hand suddenly increased to 90%, and he almost used all his strength to grab Xu Wentang's shoulder.

If this grab is caught, Xu Wentang's shoulder will be comminuted and a piece of bloody flesh will fall off on the spot.

"Yi Jin Jing!" Xu Wentang raised his breath, and the golden sand on his hands suddenly shone.

His right hand trembled, did not dodge or avoid, and fought back head-on.

Bang!

Another muffled drum beat, and the two of them were shocked and retreated seven or eight steps.

"Half a pound."

Wang Hu and Tang Shuai were frightened.

It is obvious that Xu Wentang and the bald man are of equal strength, so the outcome depends on the changes in moves, experience, and who will last longer.

The bald man sneered. He has been adults and has been able to survive for many years, so he naturally has more endurance than a teenager.

Not to mention, the moves are so sophisticated and ruthless.

"Boy, you will definitely lose." The bald man laughed. "Please admit defeat and kowtow to the old man immediately. The old man promised not to mess with you."

"The villain died because he talks too much, and you are indeed very suitable to be a villain." Xu Wentang rushed forward, his spiritual vision opened, and the bald man's move was in his eyes.

If you lack experience, you can make up for it.

Just a little bit, I will compare the endurance with the Yijin Jing, I will let you for three quarters of an hour.

Bang bang bang...

Ten minutes later.

The bald man half-kneeled on the ground, sweating all over, gasping heavily, and looking at Xu Wentang as if he was looking at a monster.

The bald man looked desperate: "Aren't you tired?"

Xu Wentang said: "Are you tired?"

The bald man said, "It's very tired."

Xu Wentang said: "I can let you rest for a minute before you get a call."

The bald man said, "Okay."

Sitting on the ground with a butt.

Xu Wentang rushed up and the black sand hand hit the bald man's chest heavily.

"My day..." The bald man was so angry that he had a minute to rest. How could he not be honest in life? Can he be a little moral?
Chapter completed!