Strong murderous aura filled the air, Zhu Houzhao just took a few steps back, but the man had already flown backwards into the dark night.

"What a terrible boxing technique."

A layman is watching the excitement, while an expert is watching the door. As soon as Zhu Houzhao and his opponent exchanged blows, the opponent's several dark shadows couldn't help but marvel.

Ono's katana skills and the other's magic hand are already considered to be the ceiling among Fuso warriors. However, the opponent not only easily avoided Ono's attack, but also knocked out the other ninja who punched.

It was knocked upside down and flew away.

It can be seen from this that this person's martial arts cultivation is higher than the others, and his kung fu is faster, more accurate, and more ruthless than the others.

Looking at Zhu Houzhao, several black figures were startled, with a trace of doubt on their faces. When did the Chinese become so awesome? He actually practiced martial arts to such an extent. What is the background of this person? He is like a monster.

ah."

As we all know, boxing may not have much power. The key is in the hands of the person. If it is in the hands of ordinary people, it will indeed not exert much power.

And if it is in the hands of a so-called master, and each punch is delivered with the best route, the best force, and the best time, then the power will naturally shake the earth and the mountains, it is self-evident.

Although it was one to five, Zhu Houzhao's strength was still not something that these people could compete with.

When the black shadow flew out quickly, the person next to him took out the Browning pistol in his arms, pointed it at Zhu Houzhao and fired a burst. If Zhu Houzhao was still standing in this position, he would definitely be hit by the bullet.

It happened, but Zhu Houzhao turned aside quickly, and the bullet actually grazed Zhu Houzhao's clothes and flew past in the night.

When the man holding the pistol saw that Zhu Houzhao was still afraid of Browning, he was overjoyed and wanted to continue shooting.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Houzhao stepped forward, kicked the man's pistol away with his flying kick, and then kicked him again and again. The man's face turned red and a mouthful of blood spattered out.

A sudden ray of cold light struck Zhu Houzhao, who was unable to dodge and was stabbed in the arm by a knife.

''Damn it, grandma, Tai Sui's head is in trouble." Zhu Houzhao's face showed a trace of fighting spirit, he snatched the knife away with his backhand, picked it up, and made a hole in the hand of the man who looked uncertain.

Then he turned around and stabbed several people who were attacking behind him with his knife, and successfully opened a long slit in the chest of one of them.

However, Zhu Houzhao did not bully others. He threw the knife away and used close combat skills to fight with several people.

Chinese warriors have their own arrogance. Even if his opponent is the famous master of Fuso Magic Hand, Zhu Houzhao is not timid.

The martial arts cultivation of the few people he faced were not bad. Zhu Houzhao was barely tied with them at one to five, and he could only slowly look for opportunities to defeat the enemy.

During the fight, Zhu Houzhao, who looked excited and beat his fists with his fists, was dancing like crazy. Several guys couldn't get close to Zhu Houzhao.

Suddenly, Zhu Houzhao spotted a flaw in the entangled eagle-eyed man Ono, frowned, and flew forward with a punch, knocking the hairy creature away with one punch.

The eagle-eyed man Ono spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and died on the ground.

After knocking down the leader hard, Zhu Houzhao still showed no signs of slacking off. He pursed his lips slightly, with a hint of indifference on his face, but his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

"They are all weak chickens and dogs. Let's go together."

Zhu Houzhao sneered, frowned, and then looked at the remaining four timid people quietly.

"Look at the boxing."

Seeing that several people did not dare to pay attention to him, Zhu Houzhao became angry and fiercely punched to attack.

Fists are like the wind, punches are like swords, and there are no tricks in the Zhichuquan. It is a rare boxing method among the thousands of Chinese boxing types that is purely about slow and fast, and a transcendent boxing method that ultimately leads to victory.

Zhu Houzhao's expression remained unchanged, with a hint of indifference. Like a phantom, a gust of wind suddenly rushed towards those black figures.

Cang! Cang! Two roars erupted.

Zhu Houzhao's boxing technique has broken away from the constraints of moves. It is simple, direct, and deadly. It is like a dormant poisonous snake. If you don't punch, it will be fatal. If you punch, it will be fatal.

He opened his bow from left to right and knocked down two more people hard. Their brains burst out and they fell to the ground.

The remaining two people had cold sweat streaming down their foreheads in fear, their pupils were dilated, and fear filled the air. At this moment, they felt the smell of death.

After a few breaths, there were only three people left who were still fighting.

"If you are not convinced, then come again." Zhu Houzhao frowned slightly, showed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, and laughed disdainfully.

The eyes of the three people tightened suddenly, and they hesitated slightly. The pain and loss of failure flashed in their eyes, and then they ran away in a hurry, while Zhu Houzhao gave up the pursuit.

Just like this, there was no suspense in the public toilet fight. Although Zhu Houzhao did not have such a wonderful performance of "It is better to chase the remaining brave people to death," it was still perfect!

After Zhu Houzhao ended the Second Century War, he returned to the classroom with gleaming eyes. When Chang Yuchun and Zhang Juzheng saw him, they looked surprised and exclaimed: "Boss, why did you come back now? We thought you were here." It fell into the toilet!"

''You didn't go looking for him even if you were worried? Look how you are brothers!" Zhu Houzhao curled his lips.

Then he sat down on the chair, held his chin slightly, and recounted the gorgeous scene just now in an understatement.

''Boss, I didn't expect you to be so awesome!" Hearing what Zhu Houzhao said, Chang Yuchun and Zhang Juzheng could not help but tremble uncontrollably, and couldn't help but cast waves of admiration at him.

"How can someone who can be the boss of you two be so different?" Zhu Houzhao said sarcastically.

At this moment, Yamada, who was obedient to the side and didn't hear the beginning or end of what was said, came over and interjected: "Brother, I don't have any other skills, but my skills in beating people are pretty good."
Chapter completed!