Infinite: The Protagonist Must Die

Chapter 329: I want to hit ten!

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Gao Xianda heard Meng Yan say a long list of names, and his heart was dark. I thought to myself, "Is this NPC so famous? It's really a hero 18! Haha!"

But when he thought about it, he felt wrong: "This Wei Xiaobao is clearly a child, and what prestige can he get. Where did he get the nickname like Xiao Bailong to upload on Jianghu? This guy is clearly for the purpose of being close to, in Fuck our ass. He is a contractor, he is attentive for no reason, he is a thief, and I must be careful."

So Gao Xianda didn't get up, just nodded and said, "It's easy to talk."

Those wrestlers are not people from rivers and lakes, and naturally have not heard of these titles. They are only interested in those who are in trouble. The headed wrestler continued to ask: "You told the little doll, can you beat us seven?"

"You can fight." Meng Yan said, "Don't care if I said it, you can do it. Like you, I can fight ten!"

Those wrestlers were originally violent tempers, and they started when they didn't agree. They only listened to Wei Xiaobao's unspeakable words and wanted to teach him something. However, although Gao Xianda claimed that he was not with Wei Xiaobao, his body blocked Wei Xiaobao tightly, and he had never left the steel knife beside him, and they did not dare to rush.

This time there was a bare-handed young-born who was provocative, and also ranted that he wanted to fight ten each. Looking at him, he was thin and poorly dressed, and he didn't seem to have any background. They seemed to have found a way to breathe gas, and rushed to Meng Yan, forming a trend of encirclement.

The headed wrestler ran to Meng Yan's side in two steps.

Meng Yan waved his hand away, and the middle palace went straight forward, punching him in the jaw.

Meng Yan is much thinner than Gao Xianda, only about one meter seven, and weighs only one hundred and twenty pounds. The wrestler had wide shoulders and broad shoulders, not to mention two hundred pounds, and he could fit him down. But Meng Yan's punch hit the wrestler's head, and the whole person rose into the air.

At this time, the following wrestlers also arrived. Stretching his hand to grab Meng Yan's waist, Meng Yan waved the situation and hooked the other person's back neck with his hand, throwing the man out with one hand.

The following five wrestlers also arrived one after another. I saw Meng Yan twirling and moving left and right, either punching the opponent's face, neck, heart, or kicking the opponent's lower body, knee socket, and instep. Anyway, the movement range is not large, but the strength of the shot is not small, one move is very decent, and the strength of Wing Chun Boxing is fully displayed. I didn't see how he used force, but as long as the fist hit the opponent, it was the power of gunpowder explosion. It didn't take long for him to put all those wrestlers to the ground. Several of them had their bones broken and howling. But Meng Yan himself was unharmed.

Meng Yan clenched fists in front of several wrestlers and said, "Concession."

Gao Xianda confessed that if he shot himself, although he could knock down these big men, he would inevitably have to suffer a few times without his clean and free.

Seeing Meng Yan knock down all these wrestlers on the ground in several rounds, Wei Xiaobao felt very handsome, and remembered Gao Xianda’s abandonment behavior towards him. The head turtle only knows Hu Chuan's atmosphere every day. Look at others as the real heroes, and knock down all of these braids to the ground in a few clicks."

If you change Mao 18 in the original book, you have to gasp for breath. It may even fight Meng Yan, complaining about the other party's fuss. But Gao Xianda didn't think so. After all, he was not a real Mao eighteen, and he didn't have such a strong sense of substitution. The gun shot the bird, but he didn't want to show it.

So he just said lightly: "Mao 18 is a head-reduced tortoise, but Xiaobailong Wei Xiaobao seems to be as good as a head-reduced tortoise. If you encounter something, please only know to hide behind the tortoise. If you are not a tortoise For eggs, is it a tortoise shit?"

Wei Xiaobao stayed with Mao Shiba all the way from Yangzhou. He listened to Mao Shi 18's swear words a lot, but most of them were direct languages ​​such as **** and straight thieves. When did he ever hear Mao 18 speak this meaningful language?

Moreover, Mao Shiba wasn't too elegant, so Wei Xiaobao, who didn't learn and had no skills, could not understand. So Wei Xiaobao was choked for a while, and he was speechless.

Gao Xianda then stood up and arched with Meng Yan: "Meng Shaoxia, good Kungfu!"

At this time, a violent cough sounded, and the old eunuch's sharp voice rang: "Forgive the old and ignorant, and have never heard of Wing Chun. I did not expect the noble school to have such a profound martial art, which is really admirable. Shaomeng Meng, can you make a double gesture?"

Before Meng Yan spoke, the old **** came to him.

Meng Yan's face changed. He knew that the old **** was not an easy opponent, so he took a posture and asked.

The **** nodded and punched Meng Yan with a fist. Meng Yan hurriedly supported the elder eunuch's elbow joint, pushed the trick past, and then punched the elder eunuch's head. As soon as the old **** leaned his head, he hid the punch and waved it to Meng Yan's chest.

So the two of you played one stroke at a time, and the movement was very fast. The steps didn't seem to move much, and it was still invincible to split dozens of strokes.

I just played for a while, and only listened to the old **** sighed and said: "Fisting is a good boxing, but unfortunately you can't learn it yet. Without internal support, it's just a flower shelf after all."

After talking, his movements became slow. But it is very strange that Meng Yan's movements also slowed down. The old **** gently opened the fist from Meng Yan, and took his strength to the side. Meng Yan couldn't stand and took a step to the side, his body also crooked.

The old eunuch's right hand stretched out his **** with his middle finger, and at Meng Yan's left rib, Zhang Men, and his right chest, Tian Chi, made two clicks.

Gao Xianda poked Wei Xiaobao next to him: "Don't squeak, let's run!"

Wei Xiaobao seemed a little reluctant, but he could see that the hero who had been killed halfway fell to the ground motionless, and he was also a little afraid in his heart.

Gao Xianda pulled up Wei Xiaobao and was about to leave.

"Slow down." The old **** didn't quite easily put Gao Xianda and the two away. He moved slightly and blocked the door of the hotel. Gao Xianda passed by him and he could not get out.

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