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Tekken took a sip of wine, grabbed a chicken leg, and tore off a piece of meat.
"Is there a few masters I beat?"
"This kind of white face doesn't work. I can kill ten with one punch."
Iron Fist is also very famous among Songjiang, especially the fierce name. Moreover, he once played with Li 7hao. In the end, he won Li Hao half a move.
He has a pair of fists, with great strength, can hit a hole in the cement wall, unmatched.
He is also famous for this.
And his fierce name is because he has defeated many masters, and in the end, these people trampled one leg.
Very cruel.
At a critical moment, Zhang Ming appeared to save Li Hao, otherwise, even Li Hao would be trampled into a lame man.
Ma Wen laughed: "Then wish Master Iron Fist all the best."
Tekken chuckled.
"Break both legs, I do this kind of thing often."
"And, to deal with a little white face, this matter is not difficult, like eating and drinking."
After eating, he got up and walked out.
"Prepare the remaining money, and you can call me today."
Looking at the back of Iron Fist leaving, Ma Wen's face showed a cold smile, "This time, Iron Fist shot, see how you die."
Ye Feng is walking on the road.
Suddenly, he stopped slowly and looked forward. There was a tall bald man sitting in a public chair.
"You are Ye Feng."
Tekken stood up, smiled disdainfully, and flew the photo in his hand to Ye Feng's feet. Then, he slowly said: "Someone pays for you and buys your legs."
"Are you doing it yourself, or will I help you?"
He said contemptuously.
Ye Feng looked at the iron fist and calmly said: "Lin Tao, he sent you this waste."
The iron fist snorted coldly: "The big trouble is coming, and I dare to speak hard."
"In this way, you need a little help. It would be too boring to step on your legs directly." Tekken thought for a while and smiled: "I will run for five seconds."
"This is interesting."
Ye Feng looked calm, and walked towards the iron fist.
"Hey, I'll let you run, but you're going to come to the door, not stupid. Since that's the case, just step on your legs."
He just finished punching Ye Feng's head.
This punch is as fast as lightning. The average person will definitely not be able to avoid it and will be blown out by this punch.
Ye Feng did not hide.
Instead, he stretched out his hand slowly, and with a snapping sound, Ye Feng caught the fist that was larger than him.
Tekken stunned.
His eyes widened instantly.
But before he could react, Ye Feng flicked it, and the 150-kilogram body of Iron Fist was flung up directly, and then he slapped it **** the wall next to it.
boom--
This wall was directly smashed by his body.
"puff!"
He sprayed a blood arrow, and the whole person passed through the wall, and the falling bricks constantly hit him, and then, he was like a dead dog, lying in that ruin.
Extremely embarrassed.
At this shot, all his bones seemed to be broken.
The viscera and viscera are all giving pain like tears, and even the strength to stand up is gone.
Ye Feng didn't look at him.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked forward without hurry, but his voice drifted: "Go back and tell Lin Tao to cherish the last days."
Tekken looked at Ye Feng's figure away.
The pupils tremble uncontrollably.
This handy power crushed him. What a horror is this?
This person must not provoke.
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