After the evening self-study get out of class, Zhang Chong specifically waited for Ma Yan at the school gate.

After waiting for almost ten minutes, the little girl came over in a squint manner.

Originally, I had to wait in the classroom, but this little girl said that the impact would not be good, and she also said that the relationship between the two should not be made public. After all, now we should focus on learning. I don’t want the teacher to talk to her.

Ma Yan looked around nervously after leaving the school gate. She put down her hand in her chest until no one noticed and handed it to Zhang Chong, allowing the other party to hold it in the palm of his hand.

Zhang Chong touched the girl's soft little hand and said, "What are you afraid of?"

"You are not afraid. Of course I, a girl, are afraid. If some gossips reach the old mother's ears, I will not be able to go home and kneel on the washboard." Ma Yan couldn't help but sigh when she said this.

"Don't worry, there will be no trouble." Zhang Chong wrote the word Ning in the other party's palm."

Ma Yan's frown slowly stretched out, and then Zhan Yan smiled at the other party.

Zhang Chong ran Ma Yan with nothing to do all the way, and he was about to have a destination, and three people appeared at the intersection of the street.

The male ponytail fighter was undoubtedly among them. The other two were electric and the other were iron heads. The three of them stood at the intersection in a shape of a font.

When the three of them saw Zhang Chong, the anger in their eyes seemed to be substantial.

If Emperor Bo hadn't wanted to heal his companion's injuries, he would have come to take revenge long ago.

Fortunately, the bishop gave them good medicine before leaving, which allowed their wounds to recover. What he did not expect was that Zhang Chong had recovered, and he was still chasing and jumping around here to pick up girls.

Could this kid be unable to beat Xiaoqiang, or is his recovery ability stronger than himself?

Bo Huang didn't believe it. But after countless hardships, he had such good skills, so that his body could resist great pleasure and quickly reunite.

And who is the boy in front of you? He is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has such a perverted skill and amazing recovery ability.

While fighting the emperor, he also reminded his friends to pay attention.

This is the last chance.

If you succeed, you will report to the bishop and share wealth and glory from now on.

If it fails, there is only one ending, death.

After seeing the three people opposite, Zhang Chong knew that there was no way to avoid this battle.

"Go away!" Zhang Chong jumped out of the car and handed the car to Ma Yan and said.

Ma Yan looked at the three foreigners opposite with a bad look, and was a little uneasy. He heard Zhang Jin leave by himself. It seemed that he was not sure to defeat the other party, so he couldn't help but worry. After a while, he seemed to have made a major decision: "No, I won't leave, I'm here to accompany you."

"Go away quickly, it will only be a burden for you to stay." Zhang Chong ignored the woman's random thoughts and said a harsh word.

"No!" Ma Yan shook her head, "I will not leave you even if I die this time."

Zhang Chong sighed and said to the other three: "You won't hurt unarmed women, right?"

"Of course." Fighting was indifferent and shrugged, "We have our own pride and never attack ordinary people.

Zhang Chong had no worries now, so he felt relieved and hooked his finger at the other party.

"bring it on."

This time the three of them did not take any risks to make moves.

The first one to start is the iron head.

It was like a small steel cannon. It hit Zhang Chong in one blast and hit him with his head.

Zhang Chong pressed one palm on top of his head. The iron head suddenly bent his body and kicked Zhang Chong's chest with both legs.

Hehe, it’s interesting. Zhang Chong smiled and used his palm to ward him.

The electric hand saw that the opportunity should not be missed, so he raised his fist and smashed it at Zhang Chong.

There is a constant sound of electric current.

Zhang Chong strangled his left hand and used his throat.

But before he could use his gesture, the King of Fights had already rushed over, and the fists were like rain, and each fist would have a thousand equal strength. If it was hit, it would be damaged even if it was not killed.

The fist force accidentally blocked Zhang Chong's attack on the electric hand.

Zhang Chong smiled coldly and chose to fight in close combat around him.

Boom boom.

The three opponents punched quickly and fiercely.

Zhang Chong was surrounded by the siege and was not panicked. He kicked the iron head, attacked the ponytail man with one hand and the electric hand with the other hand, and was not panicked.

Idiot.

Zhang Chong's hand was burned by the electric hand, and he grinned in pain.

Did this kid take medicine? Is the power much stronger than the last time?

Seeing that Zhang Chong was tired of dealing with it, Tie Tou hit him at the sight of the opportunity.

Zhang Chong turned around and slapped Tieto's head.

The iron head is like a bull, so how could he surrender? The momentum of the collision does not diminish.

Just kidding, his iron-headed name is not a vain. His hard work on his head is no less than the hard work on his fists and legs of others.

Even the Orientals may not be able to surpass him.

Zhang reshooted it twice and found that the guy's head was as solid as a soup.

Humph, I gave it to me for a photo shoot, are you still afraid that the photo will be broken? With a smile on the corner of your mouth, you transformed your inner breath and condensed your heat into your palm.

He slapped it down with one palm.

With a bang, the iron head was shattered.

The blood in the brain oar was measured by Zhang Chong's body.

Red and white things mess with people's eyes.

The nearby electric fire was shocked.

He knew his partner's iron-headed skills very well. Even his electric hand may not be able to make him suffer, but this guy actually slapped the hydrogen iron head, which means that his electric hand is not a threat to him.

The electric hand was furious, and the blue veins in his hand burst out, making a sizzling sound, and another punch was swung towards Zhang Chong.

This has exerted all his strength.

The force of the fist comes out, and the wind is mobilized to cut it open.

Swear to electrocut Zhang Chong with one punch.

Zhang Chong turned sideways, and the punch hit the wall, and punched a hole in the wall with a bang.

In this opportunity, the hands of the King of Fighting were like snakes, hitting Zhang Chong. Fighting had been working hard in close combat for several years, and he was extremely good at grasping the strength.

Zhang Chong fought harder and harder, completely ignoring whether he would be injured, and the principle was to knock the other party to the ground.

Boom Boom. The three of them fought faster and faster. Ma Yan on the side couldn't see the figure clearly. She only saw that these three were masters. She was afraid that Zhang Chong would be injured and became more and more shocked.

The brother's death made the electric hand furious. The electric current in his hand crackled, forming a ray of electricity in front of Zhang Chong.

Zhang Chong protected his body with his strong inner breath, and felt that the current was rushing around the surface of his body, and it was only a matter of time before he found a breakthrough. He was not afraid of a electric hand, but the problem was that there was still a beating around him and staring at him.

The King of Fighting had no superpowers, but the boxing had decades of skill that was similar to the Eastern powerful punch that opened the monument and cracked the stone.

In close combat, fight quickly.

It is extremely dangerous and dangerous, and there is no way to avoid it.

Either you die or I die.

Zhang Chong's reaction was also considered a dragon and phoenix among people. His left fist and right palm were whistling in his hand, and the electric current waved by the electric hand was not close to him at all. However, the attack of the King of Beat was considered a strong enemy: strange angles and rich experience.

The two walked through the vertex of death several times, with Zhang Chong's body stained with blood, and the other party was not feeling well.

Both of them were like returning from the Shura battlefield, and they were suddenly full of resentment.

This battle requires one person to fall down.

After fighting for a while, the King of Fighting no longer has the patience. If he doesn't use his ultimate move, he will not be able to kill the opponent if he continues to fight like this.

Bo Huang lifted his legs and raised them three meters high. He even knelt down on his knees and opened his Chong.

Zhang Chong felt the wind blew up his head, and the emperor knelt straight on his knees. The kneeling was exhausted by all his strength, and even an iron pounding would be smashed into junk. What about a beautiful boy like himself?

Zhang Chong stood up and kept retreating.

The kneeling force did not go, but walked a few inches forward.

The other party actually took a breath in the air. The strength of his skills is unquestionable.

Zhang Chong tucked his index finger and middle finger with his left hand.

Lock the throat.

The sound of the wind slammed the other person's throat.

But he never thought that a finger tiger floated from the King of Fighting's hand.

The finger tiger circled along his chest.
To be continued...