The loud huh huh sound came from inside.

Standing at the door and looking inside, I saw that in this field with a height of more than 200 square meters, more than a dozen young men and women wearing white training clothes were sitting on the side. Each of them looked grim. The clothes on their chests were engraved with two red fonts of bright moons and a crescent pattern.

On the other side, three slender men stood there with their backs facing Xiao Lei. They were wearing long black windbreakers with their collars high up, and their shape seemed a bit like the one in the movie "The Matrix".

In the middle of the venue, two people were fighting back and forth! Two figures were shaking intertwined, fists and feet, fighting very fiercely. The person who was fighting was a man and a woman. The man was wearing a black tight outfit and saw a black windbreaker on the ground on the side of the field. I guess he was a group of people standing by the side watching the game.

The woman who was fighting with him was wearing a training suit from Mingyue Pavilion.

Xiao Lei only glanced at him twice and was shocked!

The person who was fighting was not mediocre! The woman in Mingyue Hall costume used a set of gossip and palm techniques, with agile footwork and quick moves. She was obviously a master with great attainment in martial arts. She was definitely not an ordinary coach in a fitness center to teach people to practice martial arts.

The man in black surprised Xiao Lei even more. He saw that his body moved forward and retreated quickly as if he was a ghost. His fingers were spreading open, and Xiao Lei could not tell what kind of sect he was in. However, with his scary speed, he always entangled the woman with his opponent a little helpless. The gossip footwork under his feet became increasingly difficult, and it seemed that he could not use it gradually. No matter how she dodged, the opponent's speed became faster and faster, and he kept his moves away from her vital points, and there was a sign of losing his support...

Baoer suddenly shouted hard: "Mom..."

The three men standing on the sidelines facing Xiao Lei's back immediately turned around, and one of them saw Xiao Lei's eyes, and immediately changed color and said, "It's you?!"

Xiao Lei was also stunned and said, "It's you again?"

That man is Lyon, who once fought with Xiao Lei!

The other two men in black saw Baoer hiding behind Xiao Lei, and their sharp eyes flashed in their eyes at the same time, and they shouted: "It's her!"

After saying that, the two figures suddenly opened and rushed towards Xiao Lei!

The other party came very quickly, with a distance of nearly ten meters between the two sides, as if the other party had reached it in two strokes. Xiao Lei had only time to push Baoer behind him in a hurry, and made only a parry move. The other party took the lead and kicked him in one kick.

With a bang, he kicked Xiao Lei's arm that was crossed in front of his chest. Xiao Lei immediately felt a sharp pain in his arm, as if his bones were about to break. A huge force hit him immediately retreated backwards. His body hit the wall behind the corridor. Under the impact, the wall separated by the wooden board immediately made a cracking sound, and Xiao Lei's back was also numb.

He took a deep breath and cursed: "Fuck!"

He twisted his body and rushed forward. The man in black kicked Xiao Lei away and grabbed Bao'er. However, when he saw that Xiao Lei was kicked by himself, he stood up again without anything and quickly launched a counterattack on himself. He was stunned for a moment. In his opinion, even if the bones were not broken, he would definitely not be able to stand up so quickly.

But Xiao Lei took action even faster in anger. He immediately stepped on the "Xiaoyao Step" under his feet. His body shook and came to the man in black. His fingers pointed at the other party's arm holding Baoer's arm like a hook.

The man in black felt his arm numb and immediately shrank his hand like lightning, but Xiao Lei's other palm was already printed on his chest...

"Ivan, be careful!!" The one who said it was Lyon. He had fought with Xiao Lei and knew that Xiao Lei was powerful.

But when he shouted, it was too late!

Xiao Lei printed on Ivan's chest with one palm, and his inner breath suddenly came out.

Breaking the mountain!!

Xiao Lei was angry that the other party attacked him, and he used extremely domineering tricks as soon as he stepped on it.

With a bang! A black figure flew straight out. He flew from one end of the venue to the other end, and his body hit the wall and hit the ground hard.

At this time, Lyon's word "be careful" was just shouted out!

Ivan fell to the ground, his body seemed to be trembling, but he could not stand up any longer. Xiao Lei pulled Baoer and asked her to hide behind him, looking coldly at Lyon and another man in black in front of him: "Who are you? Why do you hit me?"

The two people who were fighting fiercely in the field finally separated. The man who was fighting with the Mingyue Pavilion suddenly laughed and his body flew backwards on the spot. His body seemed to be able to adjust his posture at will in the air. He turned almost ninety degrees in the air, shot towards Xiao Lei, and then stood steadily beside Lyon.

The woman from Mingyue Pavilion also took two steps back, stood firm, and couldn't help but breathe violently. Her head was covered in sweat.

"Lyon, who is this guy?" The man next to him who was fighting with the Mingyue Pavilion sneered. His voice was extremely harsh, which made Xiao Lei hear it, as if a saw was cutting off the metal. His face was slender and long, his chin was pointed, just like a snake, a high nose bridge, but a standard white man, with two mustaches on his lips, and his appearance looked a bit funny.

The person standing on the other side of Lyon also smiled proudly: "Lyon, this guy is not the person you said to defeat you last time, right?" He looked at Ivan who was lying on the ground and said disdainfully: "It seems that you and Ivan should go back to strengthen their cultivation, but they were defeated by one person... by a boy!"

The three people looked different, but they were indifferent to their companion named Ivan who fell to the ground, and none of them seemed to be trying to help him up.

Lyon's handsome face had a pale expression, but in the face of his companion's mockery, he just bit his lips and did not fight back.

The man with a sharp minibus looked at Xiao Lei with a grin and slowly said, "Are you a member of the Mingyue Pavilion? If not, please don't worry too much..." Speaking of this, he seemed to frown, obviously not very skilled in Chinese.

Xiao Lei glanced at him: "What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple. I just want the little girl behind you..." He said halfway. The woman from the Mingyue Pavilion who had just fought with him screamed: "Baoer, come here!"

She ran quickly towards here, but Lyon immediately stopped him. The woman was about thirties and looked quite beautiful, but her face was quite frosty, her skin was slightly rougher, and she was tall and tall. She looked like she had been practicing martial arts all year round. She was anxious and shouted to Lyon in front of her: "Get out of the way!"

Lyon smiled, but didn't say anything. It was just that this woman had fought with these people just now and knew how powerful they were. She rushed from three directions several times in a row, but Lyon was always standing in front of her. She then stood still and looked at Lyon: "What are you here for my martial arts school? Why do you want to make things difficult for my daughter?"

Lyon didn't say anything, and the man with a pointed chin said to Xiao Lei again: "How is it? What do you mean?"

Xiao Lei shook his head firmly: "Bad! This girl called me my father, so I just wanted to fight this, and I can't leave it to you, a bastard."

The man's face darkened and he said in a deep voice: "Okay! Then let's solve the problem with force!"

He owed slightly: "I am from Europe. My name sounds too long. Please remember, my Chinese name is Yasha!"

His waist suddenly twisted like a water snake, and suddenly grabbed Xiao Lei with one claw.

Xiao Lei immediately opened his eyes wide. Although the other party's movements were quick, they were clearly visible in his eyes. He took a step back half a step, and when the other party's hand came in front of him, he suddenly twisted his two fingers and gently flicked the other party's mouth...

Yasha felt his palms numb immediately. A feeling of soreness and pain spread across his palms to half of his arm, and that arm could no longer exert strength. He looked frightened and immediately retreated, and said in surprise: "What kind of kung fu is this?"

He held his arm, his face was gloomy, and he glanced at Xiao Lei: "What kind of kung fu are you using?"

Xiao Lei glanced at him: "Chinese Kung Fu!"

Yasha is obviously the highest among the few people. He spoke a little respectful tone and said seriously: "If you are not from the Mingyue Pavilion, then this matter has nothing to do with you! We have no malice towards this little girl. These are purely private matters within our clan, so please don't interfere! Otherwise, if the gods do things and outsiders interfere, you may not be able to cause this trouble!"

"Bah!" Xiao Lei sneered and cursed: "Chacha the circle of your gods! Gods? What kind of gang is this? Damn, a group of foreigners come to China to start a club? Have you paid the protection fee?! Have you greeted us boss?"

After all, that Yasha is a foreigner, so he naturally cannot understand such things as "club", "leader", "protection fee", etc., and as for the words "Cloud of the Circle", he was even more confused. He just heard it vaguely. The other party's words seemed to mean that they also had an organization called "club".

His face became increasingly ugly: "Nonsense! Do we need to ask you if we do things in the gods? Who are you? Here we care more... more..."

Xiao Lei sighed, "It's 'memorizing about other people'."

The man's thin face turned slightly red, and he said proudly: "Who are you?"

Xiao Lei's heart moved, laughed and said lazily: "You're welcome! Below is the ecstasy person in the martial arts world known as "a swarm of bees on the Peach Blossom Mountain". He walked among the flowers, without a leaf touching his body, and a tree of pear blossoms overwhelmed the crabapple with a little lewd insect Zhou Botong!"

Sure enough, the other three foreigners looked confused, and they felt that Xiao Lei knew every word in Chinese, but they couldn't understand it if they came to China to do business, but they just learned some simple Chinese. "Walking among the flowers, a leaf will not touch the body." That's not understand at all.

As for the classic name in Zhou Xingxing's movie "A tree of pear blossoms over the crabapple little lustful insect Zhou Botong", he looked confused when he heard it.

Xiao Lei pretended to be proud on his face, and looked proud, but he smiled in his heart: Damn, a bunch of foreign devils, what kind of gods, is it an organization? I'll just let it go for you to fight with Baoer's daughter today, would you really leave a name waiting for you to seek revenge?

Lyon's face was strange. He always stood behind and did not conflict with Xiao Lei. Although he didn't know Xiao Lei's identity, Xiao Lei and Lei Hu knew that he knew him. However, the relationship between these foreigners was strange and there was no harmony. It was common for them to fight each other. Naturally, he would not point it out at this moment, and he even wanted Xiao Lei to teach this yaksha who was usually suppressing him.

Yasha shook his head and shouted, "Okay! It turns out that he is the little... little obscene worm, Mr. Zhou Botong! Then let's use force to determine the outcome! York, come on! Don't kill him!"

Another man next to him, York, had a little simpler mind. After listening to Xiao Lei's words, he was still thinking: What kind of insect is this little lust? Is it an insect that grew up in China that has not been discovered by biologists...

Suddenly he heard the command from the leader, he immediately responded, roared, and rushed towards Xiao Lei.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Lei's eyes. Seeing the opponent's punch hit him, his body gently dodged half a step. His half step seemed simple, but in fact he had reached the state of "Xiaoyao Step" turning decay into magic. He avoided the opponent's attack in an understatement.

The guy named York punched Xiao Lei's ear with a punch. The energy raised by his fist blew up half of Xiao Lei's hair. Xiao Lei smiled and stretched out his hand with lightning to pinch the other's wrist. He grabbed the other's pulse door and twisted it hard. York only felt that his wrist was immediately clamped by iron clamps. In the severe pain, he couldn't help but snorted and was about to break free. But Xiao Lei's body suddenly stretched forward, almost pressing his nose to the other side, raised a fist and shook it in front of the other side, and quickly said: "Idiot, have you seen the big fist with a casserole?"

"Huh? What does it mean?" A thought came to York almost with a conditioned reflex in his mind - this was his last consciousness.

With a bang! Xiao Lei's punch hit his chest hard, and York immediately flew out and fell heavily beside Ivan.
Chapter completed!