Huilanlan felt so sad when she saw this scene. When she thought of the pain, she was not as happy as being killed at that time. It was better than looking at her savior now and being beaten by someone now.

After Wu Hailong threw Cang Fuheng to the ground, he got up from the ground, moved his muscles and bones a little, and said to the surrounding brothers: "I'll leave the rest to you, 'tidy up' it up, and then send it to the door of the bureau. It can be considered as a family for the police and the people."

He was showing off his might at this time, but he didn't notice behind him. Cang Fuheng had slowly climbed up from the ground, stretched out a hand and patted Wu Hailong on the shoulder.

He turned his head incredibly because he knew how powerful the wrestling move he used just now was. He turned the person's head downward to carry the weight of the whole body, plus the added force, maybe the head could still bear it, but the cervical spine could not bear it anyway. Causing coma is a trivial matter. If you are not careful, you will be paralyzed all over the body.

That's why he was even more shocked. Before five seconds of falling to the ground, this guy actually had the ability to stand up. What was his body doing!

But before he could think about it carefully, as soon as he turned his head, he saw a fist swing towards him. Cang Fuheng's throw was completely unabated. Wu Hailong, an adult man with a weight of 180 or 90 kilograms, flew out four or five meters away like a lightweight!

Because my upper body was not wearing clothes, I rubbed green and blood on the ground.

I couldn't breathe after covering my cheeks for a long time.

Cang Fuheng said at this time: "I finally hit it."

Seeing that his aura was not diminished, Huilan immediately burst into tears and laughed loudly, saying, "Good fight!"

Wu Hailong climbed up from the ground and slowly took away his hand that was covering his cheeks. He found that Lao Gao was already swollen. He was secretly surprised. He did not expect that the young man's punch was so powerful. However, no matter how powerful it was, it was just his strength. There were still many shortcomings in his skills. As long as he was more careful, this little devil would never be his opponent.

I sorted out my mood and put on a stance toward Cang Fuheng again. This time, I must beat him up unconsciously and feel that he is not allowed to get up again.

Cang Fuheng has been practicing for so long, but he didn't expect that he would have to rely on unexpected results to hit the opponent. In all aspects, his strength is not a little worse than this guy.

To put it bluntly, I am just a sports student. It is obviously unrealistic to ask Boggart and Tyson to box. There should be no one who thinks that a sprinter can beat a professional boxer.

I have learned two moves over the years, one of which refers to punching, but I have used it before and can't hit the opponent at all, so I can only try another move through the boat.

Mirror fist.

By imitating the opponent's moves, it's just that this move is really difficult to master and sounds amazing, but it took so long to practice, and you can do exactly the same with just a glance? This is a bit too fantastic.

However, now I can only recall every sentence my master said about Jingquan, and my thoughts are like the Yangtze River.

When Wu Hailong was approaching him, he suddenly saw Cang Fuheng closing his eyes. He was puzzled and didn't know what tricks this little guy was doing, but instead became more cautious.

Suddenly, Cang Fuheng opened his eyes and his body moved as he put on his posture. Wu Hailong was very disappointed when he saw it because the posture he was exactly the same as himself, and he even felt like he looked in the mirror.

He swallowed a saliva and cursed suddenly: "I'm just making a secret, I'll give you some great things."

Being made the same move looked like a provocation, so he lost his mind and took the initiative to attack. Originally, he planned to wait for his work, dodge defense first, and then seize the loophole and knock it down. He would also make a few punches on Cang Fuheng, causing him to completely lose his combat effectiveness.

However, because of such a small action, Wu Hailong made a wrong decision and punched him. However, Cang Fuheng's dodging ability was very strong and he easily avoided his punch.

Seeing that Wu Hailong missed one punch, he added another punch, but it was empty. He punched more than ten punches in succession. Cang Fuheng dodged left and right, but he failed to hit a single punch, but instead made him panting.

Wu Hailong stopped, wondering why this kid suddenly calmed down in the blink of an eye and did not counterattack, so he had the patience to avoid every punch of his own.

But he didn't know that the reason why Cang Fuheng didn't fight back was because he wanted to learn his boxing skills. If the same tricks were stronger and faster, he would naturally become stronger.

Seeing that Wu Hailong was tired, Cang Fuheng smiled slightly and said, "It's my turn now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped into the door and punched him. Wu Hailong tried his best to dodge slightly, but his cheek was still rubbed by the edge of his fist. However, before he could check his injuries, Cang Fuheng hit another punch again.

It’s a pity that I used to consume too much energy before, and the previous punch was just a lucky one, but it was hard to avoid this punch no matter what.

He was hit in the face by impartiality, and blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth and nose. The younger brother who was watching around him immediately surrounded him. His elder brother had the upper hand just now, because for these laymen, it was indeed Wu Hailong who was pressing against Cang Fuheng and hitting him, but who would have thought that he was knocked to the ground with one punch.

"What are you doing around you? Get up and beat him!" Wu Hailong said with a weird tone covering his nose.

Everyone took out the weapons from the side, and there were no less than thirty people, holding weapons in their hands, all of them looking fierce and evil.

But Cang Fuheng snorted coldly and said, "The rabble." He hated these idiots who gathered together the most in his life and who rely on bullying the weak to find their presence. He had suffered many times in his past from being bullied by a group of people.

When he even fisted, stretched out his two fingers and headed straight for one person nearby, the speed was extremely fast and he could not react at all, so he tried hard to get down to the man's ribs.

I saw this man fall to the ground, covering his stomach, wailing in pain, rolling back and forth. Such a magical blow really shocked these people.

But at this time, someone said, "Everyone is going together, are you still afraid of him?"

Suddenly, the group of people held the weapons in their hands tightly and rushed towards Cang Fuheng with a strange cry. They faced such a number of people alone, and they were holding weapons in their hands. How could it not be frightening?

However, Cang Fuheng was not in a hurry. Facing a person, he first retreated, and the baseball bat he swung was empty. He stepped on the baseball bat that he smashed to the ground with one foot, and then pointed his fingers down the ribs.

The symptoms were exactly the same as the previous person, and he fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

The fighting spirit that had just been ignited was extinguished again. These people gathered together and held weapons in their hands because they were weak, just like the real kings in nature, beasts like tigers, usually acted alone, and like them, they were a complete mob.

In their eyes, Cang Fuheng was the kind of tiger that ate people. When they were stagnant, they clicked left and right in the crowd, and they looked like loaches. Every time they were almost able to catch them a little bit, but they just happened to be escaped by him. In turn, he hit them and rolled on the ground with pain.

In less than ten minutes, Cang Fuheng was like a ghost, running back and forth in the crowd. As long as you touch your two fingers gently, it would inevitably be painful. After all, these people do not have good dodging skills. If they were all as good as Wu Hailong, Cang Fuheng would probably have to leave it here.

Only when two or three people were left were they exposed their mob nature. They clearly held weapons in their hands, but they did not dare to swing them. Although the number of people was still at an advantage, they did not dare to take the lead.

Cang Fuheng looked at their cowardly faces, and his heart burst into an unprecedented sense of excitement. He was like tearing apart the mask, revealing the original appearance of these people.

He laughed wildly and ran towards these people again, fingering one after another, and the remaining people fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

Wu Hailong, who had not recovered from his breath on the ground, was so scared that he was so scared that he had thought that this little ghost must have some unique skills, but he did not expect that this skill would be so terrible.

Moreover, after Cang Fuheng knocked down these people, he looked at Wu Hailong with a sinister expression.

He was so scared that he hurriedly said, "Brother, I was wrong! Give me a break!"

Cang Fuheng walked slowly as if he hadn't heard it and grabbed his neck, because Cang Fuheng's power was greater than his, so he could not move at all.

"Don't you want to know how your brother died? I'll tell you now!"

He used his finger punch again and pointed it into his ribs. Wu Hailong's expression immediately twisted, his eyes slowly rolled up, and he kept shouting: "Kill me! Kill me!"

Cang Fuheng tweaked twice again, and saw that Wu Hailong's forehead was covered with blue veins, which was very terrible. His cheeks also changed. Obviously, the blood was concentrated in his brain and he was unwilling to flow.

However, he also became interested. The man that night obviously failed to survive the fourth punch and died of his head, but Wu Hailong could still survive for a while.

He admired for a while, and finally he tried to point his painful expression toward the Jinwei point. As soon as he hit the point, Wu Hailong's eyes bulged out. In just ten seconds, with a bang, it broke into a pool of blood. The blood slowly flowed out along his mouth, nose and eyes, and gradually disappeared.

He stood up and found that the laundry workers had long disappeared. They were all illegal households from other places. They came here to work and would not get involved in anything. However, Cang Fuheng was still afraid that there would be some calls from the police.

Immediately came to Huilanlan and Wang Keran and untied the ropes tied to them.
Chapter completed!