Chapter 644

"Yang Guo, I'll come with you!" Looking at Yang Guo and Qiqi playing soft children's boxing, he Wenzhuo shook his head. When Yang Guo and Qiqi came to an end, they finally walked up.

"What! Practice with Yang Guo. It should be me, too!" Meng sanhun had itched his hands long ago. He ran in front of he Wenzhuo and forcibly cut in line.

"Hey, Meng Wuchi, come first, come later, do you understand?" He Wenzhuo angrily patted Meng Sanhu on the shoulder and motioned him to stand aside, "disobey discipline and do a hundred push ups for labor and capital!"

Meng Sanhuang didn't flinch at all. He laughed and said, "Hey, Captain, now I'm not in the army!"

"I can't control you without being in the army?" He Wenzhuo opened his eyes and said angrily.

"Then you have to beat Yang Guo!" Meng San said in disbelief, "I let you come first, and you can't compete with others. Isn't that asking for trouble?"

"If I can't fight, can you fight?" He Wenzhuo said discontentedly, "didn't you get abused that time? Your boy just laughed a hundred steps!"

"How can you lose every time?" Meng sanhun rolled up his sleeve and said, "Captain, it's not that you haven't seen it. Every time I go back, I sum up my experience and lessons, and then study and practice hard. I've been impressed for three days. I haven't seen it for two months, but I've made a lot of progress! This time, who loses and who wins is still uncertain!"

"Don't you say that every time?" He Wenzhuo sneered, "haven't you been beaten down in the end?"

The two men quarreled over a sequence problem. Yang Guo smiled bitterly, walked up and said, "Hey, OK, OK! Don't quarrel between the two brothers. What's there to argue about?"

"Brother he came very early. I'll walk with brother he for two rounds first, and then fight with brother San Huang. Don't worry, as long as I'm free, brothers can treat me as a sandbag to practice!" Yang Guo laughed.

"Yang Guo, won't you send your daughter back?" Meng sanhuo didn't insist. He walked aside and left a space for Yang Guo and he Wenzhuo. Seeing Qiqi holding her bottle and blinking, Meng sanhuo asked strangely.

According to his understanding, although it's just Kung Fu, it's also a real fight, which may not be more "fresh" than the fight scene in the movie. Anyway, it's always bad to see a fight for children, isn't it?

Yang Guo turned and looked down at her daughter. Qiqi looked at her father. She loosened her mouth biting the pacifier, shook her head, and said crisply, "Baba, I want to see!"

"Children's family, don't look at these!" Meng sanhuo seemed to be careful because Qiqi revealed that he had been defeated by Yang Guo yesterday. He walked over with a smile to pick up Qiqi, "go and play with other children! Uncle will buy you sugar later."

"I don't believe you!" Qiqi stuck out her tongue at him, made a face, and then turned around and ran away from Meng Sanhui's contact range. Just when Yang Guo taught Qiqi to practice Kung Fu, several children from the Miao village were staring at it, and Qiqi suddenly got close to them.

Another very attentive little boy brought Qiqi a small bench from the room. Others were not as clean as Qiqi, so they just sat cross legged on the ground.

"Qiqi takes her brother and sister to sit away, don't get too close." Yang Guo also didn't drive his daughter away. He thought it was nothing, and kindly let Qiqi and them sit away from the place that might be affected.

"And a small audience? It seems that we have to be more serious today!" He Wenzhuo laughed, "you can't lose too badly!" He knew that he couldn't beat Yang Guo, and didn't say anything about winning. However, he Wenzhuo said that he should be serious. In fact, every time he competed with Yang Guo, he was 100% invested. How could he have let go?

He Wenzhuo took a step back with his right leg, then clenched his hands, mentioned his body slightly lower than his chin, put on a classic fighting posture, and looked at Yang Guo solemnly.

Meng Sanhu shook his head, raised his hand to look at his watch, and muttered, "thirty seconds!"

Meng sanhun still overestimated he Wenzhuo. Yang Guo's force value is getting stronger and stronger now. In the tenth second of the two hands, he Wenzhuo has been cut by Yang Guo's sharp eyed palm knife at the numbness of his right leg. If Yang Guo hadn't spared some strength in the second punch at the end, and then held him, he Wenzhuo would have been neatly put down.

He Wenzhuo struggled twice and conceded defeat without delaying for 30 seconds. He Wenzhuo had nothing to ask for if he couldn't be defeated by KO.

"What are you looking at? Labor and capital guarantee, your boy is no better!" He Wenzhuo was very dissatisfied with Meng Sanhu's joking expression. He snorted at Meng Sanhu and walked out of the venue.

"Teacher Yang is so awesome!" A group of children in Miaozhai didn't understand anything, and applauded desperately as they watched the excitement.

"This is my Baba!" Qiqi turned around and took her brothers and sisters and said proudly.

Meng sanhun took over he Wenzhuo and walked in. He twisted his arm. Suddenly, a swallow turned over, and his right leg made a sound of breaking the air in the air, hitting the bluestone slab of the stockade heavily, throwing a layer of dust.

This guy doesn't forget to play cool when warming up.

"Wow!" The children who watched were all exclaimed. Even the bear documentary, the best Kung Fu of the younger generation in Xiong Jiazhai, showed surprise.

Even if he Wenzhuo's Kung Fu, he is a master of firearms and tactics. He can compare with ordinary soldiers at ordinary times. In the eyes of real experts, his kung fu is not in the class.

Meng sanhun is different. His leg is deliberately flashy. He is extremely fast and powerful. Ordinary people can't play it casually! It's really a connoisseur who knows whether there is one. Xiong Jishi suddenly sees the power of Meng Sanhuang.

Must be a master!

Meng sanhun's performance later also confirmed his conjecture.

"Ho ho ho!" Meng Sanhu shouted hurriedly and loudly.

Following his rhythm, he kicked his thigh as fast as the legendary "shadowless leg", which turned into a remnant in the eyes of everyone for a time.

"Bang bang!" Meng Sanhui kicked Yang Guo's palm with each leg, and the hard leg bones and flesh palm made the sound of sticks hitting the leather.

Xiong Jishi looked at it seriously. He felt that if he were himself, he would certainly not be able to withstand Meng sanhun's powerful leg technique, and he would lose within two moves! It's not that he wants to be beaten, but that Meng Sanhu's leg speed is too fast. Like lightning, he can't avoid it when facing it himself.

Of course, the premise is that both of them are empty fists. If Miao Dao is in hand, Xiong Jishi feels that another two Meng sanhun are not his opponents. This is nonsense. Flesh and blood can't resist the sharp blade!

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