At this time, Hao Jiancheng, who is behind Wang Ming, is also bright eyed, and then says:
"master, I just remember that when we were auctioning the final price of this land, it seemed that almost no one auctioned with us, and then we thought it was a bad auction and picked up a bargain."
This place was built by Hao Jiancheng and the energy bodyguard company together, so Hao Jiancheng's memories of it were gradually opened up.
Han Fang heard Hao Jiancheng's voice and immediately sneered:
"do you know why? Because the first few who opened a martial arts school in this place are all dead. This martial arts school is unlucky. "
"If you don't, you'll have to visit at least 90% of the taijiguan in guoshuzhong, which is the most prosperous street in China today."
Wang Ming nodded. I see.
He wanted to be calm, but the tree wanted to be calm and the wind didn't stop.
According to the normal law, if we don't do it ourselves now, this group of people will intensify their efforts until one of them quits.
They are all bloody people. They don't hit the south wall and don't look back.
If so
Wang Ming's eyes twinkled with cold light. Instead of waiting for the other side to attack, it's better to take the initiative to attack now and kill the reputation of five King artillery hammers by the way!
When Han Fang saw Wang Ming's expression, his heart trembled somehow. Then he swallowed his saliva and said, "you don't want to find that big man. I advise you to save snacks."
Wang Ming took a look at Cai Yang and a group of people nearby and said, "don't you say? Would you like to sing some songs for me here like your apprentices? How many dances? "
Han Fang swallowed his saliva and said: "it's too much for you to do this. Anyway, I'm also a coach in this street. If you do this, you will be beaten by all the coaches in this street."
Three minutes later.
There was a sound like killing a pig outside the door of the five King cannon hammer:
"I was conquered by you Drink all the poison ~ ~ "
there are several other voices singing with you.
At this time, Han Fang squats on the ground and opens his mouth tremblingly, because next to him is Pan Hai, standing like a ghost star, staring at him.
As long as Han doesn't sing, he will go up.
At this time, Han Fang was black and blue.
Around, the disciples sent by other martial arts schools saw that the master of the first martial arts school in extreme vacuum had become like this, and they suddenly felt mixed feelings:
"can the master's voice be worse?"
"Is this torturing them or us?"
“……”
The disciples who followed Han Fang had the desire to die.
Han Fang's singing today means that in the future, there will be no room for the extreme vacuum handcraft in the street of Chinese martial arts, and these disciples will become the laughing stock.
Pan Hai and other Han Fang finished singing, a kick in Han Fang body, Han Fang a stagger, almost fell.
"Do you want to say it or not? Who on earth sent you here? "
Pan Hai asked word by word.
Now, Han Fang didn't dare to be brave. He quickly said:
"they are the elegant rooms on the fourth floor of that coffee shop."
Instead, pan Hai stepped forward and yelled:
"dare you cheat me?"
The heel is about to come up.
Han Fang, like having a nightmare, shrank back and said:
"I say it's true."
Wang Ming then said:
"this time, he should be right. Pan Hai told him to stand up and let him show us the way and lead us."
Pan Hai immediately understood, gently kicked Han Fang and said:
"get up! Lead the way. "
Han Fang got up in a hurry. He didn't dare to make it public today.
In those three minutes, Han Fang doubted whether he had learned extreme vacuum handcraft in vain.
When they saw the five King artillery hammers, they really went out and said in a daze:
"it's amazing. The five King artillery hammers are going to be uprooted!"
"After playing extreme vacuum, I don't know who to hit next?"
“……”
It's at the coffee shop.
Boss song, who was sitting in the elegant room, saw the five King artillery hammers coming. He couldn't help squinting his eyes and said slowly:
"Han Fang, damn it."
Give me a break!
He pressed his hand on the table in the coffee shop.
The owners of the two Chinese martial arts museums on the opposite side didn't think much of it, but when the palm was really pressed on the table.
A terrible force penetrated directly into it.Table, split in an instant, pieces of crying and howling to fly to all directions!
"Boss song, you..."
The two masters of the national art museum were surprised and wanted to ask.
However, with a big hand, boss Song said faintly:
"know what you should know, understand what you should understand."
The two curators immediately shut up.
But they all looked at boss song with a trace of awe.
Because the strength of boss song just now is obviously higher than the two of them!
At this time, one of the two masters, the first one with strong palm skills, stood up and asked:
"boss song, I can defeat these people with my palm."
Boss Song said slowly:
"master Lin and Master Sun, one of you is an iron sand palm with ten years of skill, the other is a Yin poking leg practiced by your ancestors. You two are the people I value. That Han Fang is just a mouse in the ditch. You two cooperate seamlessly to make pan Hai seriously injured. The rest should be mobs I'll take care of them later! "
Lin's full name is Lin Kai. Once the iron sand palm comes out, it can break the stone and crack the gold.
He was wearing a coat, his arms were full of blue tendons, and one hand was showing an abnormal iron blue color, which was quite terrible.
Another master, sun Mao, whose full name is sun Mao, is a descendant of his family. He was only expelled from his hometown village. In order to make a living, he taught this leg technique.
He looked rather gloomy, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
Sun Mao said with compassion:
"thanks for boss song's trust in us. Don't worry, pan Hai can never break through my half step."
Boss song nodded and said:
"go down."
Defeated pan Hai, basically, five King artillery hammer is equivalent to the whole backbone.
But there was a flash of Wang Ming in his mind.
Soon, however, boss song shook his head and threw the figure out of his mind.
"Ha ha, that boy is only in his twenties. He graduated from University at most. What level can he have?"
Song boss drank a cup of coffee, Zhizhu thought.
Now it's down at the coffee shop.
The crowd has arrived.