Chapter 89： Brotherhood of War

Zhang Li couldn't help but glance at him.

"Do you think you've surpassed your boxing skills, and your physique has reached such a level that you haven't even thought about digging the limits of your own physique? You haven't even learned how to crawl, so you're thinking about how to run."

Lu Ren shrugged and didn't ask too much. After all, the scene of playing and pulling really made him feel uncomfortable, and the high-concentrated nutritional pills were indeed a good product to assist him in martial arts. Some of the precious medicines are not too much.

numb.

He and Zhang casually found a table and sat down, and while they were enjoying themselves, a somewhat cold voice entered his ears.

"You are the little boxer, the true inheritor of Feng Falcon Boxing?"

When Lu Ren heard the sound, he raised his head and looked at a tall and slender young man standing in front of him.

He was said to be a tall and slender young man because he was nearly two meters tall. Although his muscles were bulging and his muscles were like iron, he was very tight and looked tall.

Zhang Li frowned and said softly, "He Liran, are you itchy?"

He Liran's head shrank indistinctly, and immediately stuck his neck in his throat, arrogantly, ignoring Zhang Li's cannibalistic gaze, looking directly at Lu Ren and said, "Feng Falcon is only a small type of boxing, that is, in An An. In the management department, it is evaluated as a first-class boxing sequence, and it has its own appearance!"

After he finished speaking, He Liran stared at Lu Ren with such burning eyes, and looked at Lu Ren with a hopeful expression on his face. It seemed that he could foresee that the other party would be furious after hearing him blatantly insulted his martial arts, and he slapped the table to fight him, one point. Compete.

"Oh."

"Oh?!!"

Lu Ren was casual and indifferent, and his attitude as if I was out of the way made He Liran doubt life.

Could it be that the ridicule was wrong, that the other party didn't practice Feng Falcon Fist?

Even the group of warriors who were waiting to eat the melon beside them were full of stunned expressions. They didn't expect Lu Ren to have no provocation towards He Liran's ridicule.

Lu Ren was also very puzzled at this time. What are these people holding in their heads? Can't they be a little more polite and provocative when they come out. It makes him feel a little embarrassed like a third-rate novel. Readers will feel this It's poisonous, isn't it?

What are these people thinking in their minds, they are all in the same system, and what age is the cerebellum still so underdeveloped?

He really doesn't have the so-called sense of honor in boxing. Feng Falcon's boxing was also exchanged for some technological items he brought out from the ruined world.

Seriously, he was able to acquire this boxing technique entirely on the basis of trading. Although he apprenticed to Li Ziqing, people also said that boxing was just a boxing technique, so it was just a tool to raise the limits of the body.

What about the pattern, taste, and bearing?

Zhang Li was also stunned for a moment. Seeing Lu Ren, who continued to eat his own meal without any reaction, seemed a little stunned.

Seeing that He Liran was still standing here, Lu Ren raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you have anything else to do? If not, please stay away from me. With such a big man standing here, I will be very unhappy eating."

He Liran blushed and shouted: "Sister Li, I think this person is too arrogant, I request to fight him!!"

What is this, every time a newcomer comes over, he will be rectified?

What bad mood?

Without waiting for Lu Ren to react, Zhang Li stood up and handed out a punch with a cold face. The muscles in his arms that seemed to have no muscles suddenly stretched, protruding and even twisting the blue veins wrongly!

The pure white and slender fist was like an alloy hammer, breaking through the air with full force and hitting He Liran's abdominal cavity with a muffled sound.

A dull thunder exploded!

The body that weighed more than 200 jins and nearly 300 jins actually hung in midair under this punch and retreated three meters away, knees slammed to the ground, kneeling, covering his stomach, his eyes widened, and his mouth widened. There was no sound, and the saliva was running down the ground.

Lu Ren's eyes shrank. The power that Zhang Li's punch burst out just now exceeded his expectations. Although he didn't do his full work and left four or five points of strength, he felt that he might not be able to hit the opponent with all his strength. Really break out.

Women's physiques are inherently weaker than men's, so if you want to train your boxing skills to this level, you're probably only one step away from mastering your boxing skills.

Female martial artists are rare, and those who have practiced martial arts to such a degree are even rarer.

And the people around me who eat melon seem to be accustomed to this, and they all look at this scene with a smile. Obviously, He Liran does this kind of thing very often.

Zhang Li said apologetically to Lu Ren: "I'm sorry for letting you encounter this kind of thing as soon as you came in. They are just dissatisfied with Feng Falcon's being classified as a first-class boxing technique and think it's not worthy of the name."

No wonder I didn't see Li Ziqing, maybe it's because I'm so annoyed by the people around me that I'm too lazy to come here?

Not really, it should be because he doesn't want to bully children.

After all, most of these people present looked at him very badly, but their strength was a little less interesting.

What about the disputes between boxing styles?

It seems that many of the personnel in the security management office are from the folk martial arts school. Although Zhang Li has repeatedly stated that the existence of portals within the security management office is not too serious, there is still a chain of discrimination...

It's quite normal.

Lu Ren glanced at He Liran, who had been resting on the ground for a long time. Even though he was convulsed by a punch, he still held his neck after he was relieved. He didn't dare to look at Zhang Li, and stared straight at Lu Ren.

"Do you dare to compete with me?"

Lu Ren sighed, put the last piece of meat on the plate into his mouth, and said while chewing: "Okay, I'm in a hurry, let's compare it here, I haven't eaten enough, so it's better to take it as an activity before the main meal. Now Zhang Li: "Lu Ren, you don't have to..."

"It doesn't matter, Captain Zhang. After all, if you don't show any strength when you come in, there will always be people jumping up and down and screaming. I hate this way of getting along. Talking with fists is easier for me."

Lu Ren's words were not too small or too small, and could be heard in the entire restaurant, which immediately made some people watching from a distance look unhappy and unhappy in their hearts.

Lu Ren saw the faces of these people in his eyes, tsk, look, these people will always take their seats.

Zhang Li opened his mouth and finally sighed. Lu Ren was right. Which top-notch boxing schools each of these guys came from. It took a lot of effort to set up this security management office in the first place. Before the cultivated people have fully grown up, they still need these people to support the facade.

Moreover, the integration of such folk masters is also essential, so that an internal healthy competition mechanism can be formed.

It's hard to get through without fighting, and he's not someone who is afraid of things.

Lu Ren got up and walked not far from He Liran, clasped his hands, tilted his head, and heard a series of bone rubbing sounds from his neck.

"Do you need me to let you rest?"

"To deal with you?" He Liran sneered: "It's no use."

The guy in front of him looks about 1.9 meters tall. The muscles under his clothes are clearly defined and he looks very powerful. What makes him more concerned is that the other party's shoulders are wide and the shoulder and neck muscles are high and convex.

Most of the people who practice Phoenix Falcon Boxing are of this shape. With the muscles of the waist, abdomen and back muscles as the core, they burst out with amazing attack frequency and lethality.

However, my muscles are the most attractive! ! !

He Liran roared in his heart and tore his sympathy, revealing his body like a pile of rocks.