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Chapter 25. Tie Yi Liuhe, Red Eyebrows Wing Chun

Huaihu returned to the old house, first checked the water and electricity safety inside and outside, and waited in the living room for a long time, but no one was there. Bai Song said that he would bring someone over later. Did he encounter trouble along the way?

She planned to go to the door to check the situation, but as soon as she walked out of the door, she saw a black and white woman beating Baisong upside down. This was not bad. The guest was beaten at the door of the house. When she turned around, Dong Bo

I have to be complained about for a long time.

After Huaihu pounced, the other party took a few steps back without any pain, and looked at her with eyes shining brightly. She knew very well that he was happy to see Hunter.

The woman raised her hand and punched several times in a row. The blows were so strong that Huaihu didn't dare to fight hard. She saw Baisong being punched away with her own eyes. The power was so terrifying that it was unimaginable. Fortunately, she was not good at strength in her kung fu.

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Twisting, holding, and picking up, Huaihu's palms never left each other's arms, and the two of them were almost glued together.

"Ha, it's interesting, but the young master's fist, kitten, can't catch the strong dragon!"

The black-and-white woman's energy was doubled, and the drowsiness of staying up all night was swept away. She feinted with her right fist, jumped back, and landed three or four meters away. A pair of iron fists slapped together hard, causing waves of air.

It was churning, and the roar of strange beasts could be vaguely heard.

The second round started again. Huaihu felt that the opponent's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and she was gradually overwhelmed and breathless. She had not had this feeling of being suppressed for a long time.

The legs of the two were entangled together, and they were fighting in close combat. Huaihu put his right hand against the opponent's fist, used his wrist forcefully to lift the punch a little, and slid his fingers directly towards the opponent's armpit.

The black-and-white woman looked at it clearly, looking at the little girl's frail figure but as hard as steel. She knew that she had been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Her fist suddenly burst out with a surge of energy, knocking Huaihu out.

"Little girl, don't blame me for being ruthless if you use dirty tricks."

The black-and-white woman clenched her fists loudly and sneered while standing there. In an instant, she moved, as fast as a gust of wind, and flew in front of Huaihu. She punched her face to face, carrying a strong cold wind, blowing all the way.

The trees on both sides were swaying here and there, and the bicycles lined up in a row on the roadside also fell to the ground in a mess.

Huaihu pursed her lips, her left hand brushed against the black and white woman's fist, and then she smacked it upwards. A fist came out from under her hand and hit the opponent's knuckles. She withdrew her arms, turned her palms and pushed forward.

, actually pushed the black and white woman's forward movement to a halt for a moment, interrupting her attack.

Over and over again, the two have fought for several rounds, which looks dazzling and exciting to outsiders, but to insiders, both sides are conducting limited trials.

Very strong. Huaihu had to admit that this black and white woman was indeed very strong, both in terms of strength and agility. She originally thought that most boxers who were good at heavy punches were clumsy, but now it seemed that she was watching the sky from the bottom of a well.

Fortunately, the martial arts inherited from my family are good at moving a thousand catties with four ounces. I am even more fortunate that the other party only used a thousand catties. If it had been half a catty more, I would not have been able to catch it.

"Kid, I once saw a tiger playing Wing Chun in Syracuse. Is that your father? Seeing that you two look alike, he said that there was a young girl in Longmen who also played Wing Chun. She should be

Is that you?"

The black and white woman unclenched her fists and stared at Huaihu thoughtfully.

"Have you seen my father? Where is he in Syracuse?" Huaihu was stunned and suddenly became excited.

The black-and-white woman pinched her chin, thought for a moment, and sighed: "I forgot. I have forgotten a lot of things recently. Syracuse is a mess now. He is so strong. It should be okay. I can't beat him anyway."

Huaihu loosened her fist in disappointment. Her arms were still numb and her breathing rhythm was messy, which showed how terrifying the opponent's iron fist was.

"Your father is very powerful. Wing Chun with red eyebrows is very suitable for a daughter like you to practice. You have learned the essence, but you still don't know how to use it. When you reach the peak of practice, he will not be as good as you. But like me

Liuhe Quan is not suitable for everyone. My race is special. Only by balancing strength and agility can I exert my true power. Moreover, I am still an infected person, so my strength and agility are not as good as before."

The black-and-white woman's expression was slightly depressed, but she quickly recovered and said with a smile: "I know a very powerful guy. He has no other abilities. He is very good at commanding others to fight. I will introduce him to you later."

After saying this, she remembered why she had come here. When she turned around, she saw the snake butcher box staring at her angrily.

Zhou Jinru was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat at first. If that fist as big as a casserole fell on his nose, it would have smashed out a Voldemort. Fortunately, at the last moment, Guigui threw his backpack to block it. One less bodyguard next to him would have really made a difference.

It's dangerous everywhere, you'll either be kidnapped or attacked.

Then the more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong. The black and white lady was good at punching, and the wind of her punch could push away things in front of her. Isn't this an iron-eating beast?

He must have never provoked an iron-eating beast before, so why did the other party want to beat him?

The iron-eating beast scratched the back of his head, walked over, and said hesitantly: "Well, good evening, doctor..."

I was embarrassed. I found that the snake butcher box had been kidnapped. I turned around and found that the person who abducted the snake butcher box was a doctor. I almost beat up the doctor. What should I do now?

Zhou Jinru looked unkind: "So you hit me so hard when you saw me?"

"Well, of course not. I saw you sneaking out of the dark alley, carrying suitcases with you. I thought you were a trafficker. Plus, suitcases were former companions. It doesn't matter if you strike harder. Something happened.

With Sir Chen helping us, we are still fighting against criminals..."

I don't know why, Zhou Jinru suddenly felt a little sorry for the criminal in Longmen. If he punched him, he would be disabled even if he didn't die.

"It's a pity that you are not an operator of Rhode Island now, otherwise you really need to review the "Outdoor Mission Safety Manual" more."

Zhou Jinru has nothing to do now. Thanks to Huaihu and Baisong by his side, otherwise he would have died sooner or later at the hands of his former operators.

Baisong's face was still pale. He looked at the iron-eating beast with almost admiration and said excitedly: "Are these the powers that Rhode Island had before? There are also Director Chen and Sir Xing of the Guards Bureau. How can a pharmaceutical company master such power?"

Terrible power..."

He thought of the people at Penguin Logistics again, and couldn't help but have some guesses about what Rhode Island was like in its heyday. Rhode Island, where top talents from all walks of life gathered, had an organization comparable to that of a country.

They have doctors as the backbone and patients as the main combatants. It is no wonder that even if they are as weak as they are today, countries dare not look down upon them...

Is this the purpose why my father asked me to accompany Mr. Aguang for a week tonight?

As expected, my father had deep intentions, but I was still far behind.

Zhou Jinru sensed that Bai Song was providing him with surprises. Although it was very little, it was valuable in a steady stream.
Chapter completed!
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