Datou clenched his fists tightly, and his body shook inexplicably. The opponent's composure gave him a huge mental pressure. There were only twenty people, but there was a strong oppressive force, especially the huge nigger.
Datou still underestimated Brother Hu's ability, and even more so his determination. He did not expect that Brother Hu's people would come so quickly, nor did he expect that the people who came would be battle-hardened niggas.
Everyone has heard about the reputation of niggas. It is said to be the shadow of a person's famous tree. There is nothing false or real under the famous reputation. Naturally, there are a few brushes for niggas to remain standing in the world.
"As long as you kneel down, the grievances between you and Brother Hua will be wiped out!" The black man's tall and strong body bowed slightly, like a cheetah ready to attack.
"I don't believe it..." Datou was stunned. He could not imagine that there could be such a good thing in the world.
"This is Brother Tiger's intention." The nigger stared at Big Head coldly, a trace of ridicule in his eyes fleeting.
"I'll think about it... think about it..." Datou glanced at the hundreds of silent gangsters around him, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
"Da Tou, swallow it in your mouth, bite it when in danger!" Tian Hong suddenly grabbed Da Tou's palm and stuffed a wax pill into Da Tou's hand.
"What is it?" Da Tou lowered his head and asked in a low voice without looking back.
"Swallow it and do as you are told."
"Oh...Tian Hong, what should I do? I am unarmed now. ***, there are hundreds of people here. If I kneel down, I will never have to mess around again in this life..." Datou pretended to touch his mouth and took the wax pill.
Put it in your mouth.
"Don't kneel!" Tian Hong's eyes flashed with a strange light. He was running the Panlong Ten Stars Great Nirvana, and a steady stream of energy flew into the body through the soul. Now, he can't care about so much, even if
Even if he is discovered by Yin Tianzi, he will not hesitate!
"Oops... Haha... OK... I kneel down... I just kneel down..." Datou looked at the hundreds of gangsters around him and said with a look of sadness and anger: "Okay... they are indeed a group of good brothers. Today, I
Da Tou knelt down in front of more than 300 brothers here!"
Hundreds of people avoided the big head's gaze, with a look of shame on their faces.
This is a shame. From now on, it will not only be a shame for everyone here, but also a lifelong shame for all the people here, because there are more than 300 of them, but their opponents are only 23 people.
.
The black man's tense body slowly relaxed. In fact, his heart was not as calm as his expression. When he arrived, he was surprised. He did not expect that the street gangster who had just approached Li Huanyu was so calm.
With such great appeal, hundreds of people were called to stage a show.
In fact, when the nigger saw more than 300 gangsters with guys staring at them, he was more nervous than anyone else. However, he was already riding a tiger and couldn't turn back. He could only bite the bullet and come in. What's reassuring is that
, the gangsters here are actually afraid of his reputation and dare not take action...
"Brothers, see clearly, Datou is kneeling down!"
Big Tou had a sad expression on his face and his legs were slightly bent. Just when everyone thought he would kneel down, Big Tou's body suddenly rushed towards the nigger like a cannonball...
"Peng!"
Although the weight of Big Tou's body cannot be compared with that of Nigga, the force of this charge was extremely fast and violent. Nigga was caught off guard and was knocked backwards by Big Tou. When he opened his hand, what he saw in his hand was actually
It fell to the ground.
Machete!
Big Tou's eyes were bright, and his target was the sharp machete. In fact, his collision was very particular. The location of the collision happened to be next to the nigger's ribs. If this part was hit, the palm of his hand would be unconscious.
of loosening.
There is no doubt that Datou succeeded!
"brush……"
The light of the knife flashed, and Da Tou's hand that was about to pick up the knife retracted. He almost missed the machete. This only chance was lost. Da Tou felt a chill all over his body. He suddenly rolled and crashed into twenty suits.
In the middle of men.
"brush……"
"brush……'
…
There were bursts of sword flashes, and in just a few seconds, Datou had already been hit by several knives. If he hadn't been rolling and a group of men in suits lost their center of gravity in the chaos, these few knives could have killed him. However, even if it was a skin injury,
These several stabs also made him miserable and bloody.
At this time, Datou was so busy that he could not remember the wax pill in his mouth. The wax pill had already been swallowed into his stomach.
Now, what Datou wants most is a knife. His target is among the hundreds of gangsters. As long as he gets the weapon in the chaos, he has the courage to fight to the death.
It is impossible to escape unarmed!
It's a pity that Da Tou still has no chance. Wherever his body rolls, the people there will get out of the way like the tide. At this time, no gangster dares to give Da Tou a knife.
The gangsters are all afraid of harming Chi Yu.
However, what people didn't expect was that just when everyone's eyes fell on Datou, Tian Hong's body moved.
Tian Hong’s target is the nigger!
Shoot the man first - shoot the horse, catch the thief first and capture the king. This has always been Tian Hong's habit.
With a muffled sound of "Peng!", Tian Hong punched the black man on the back of the neck. The black man's body suddenly rushed forward for a few steps before he stopped, and his huge body turned around flexibly.
Tian Hong stared blankly at the nigger's body, which was as majestic as a mountain. He didn't expect that his full blow only knocked the guy forward a few steps.
Tian Hong knew that his body was in dilapidated condition, but he did not expect that even if he risked being discovered, he would not be able to defeat the black ghost in one fell swoop by forcibly running the Panlong Ten Star Nirvana.
There are two possibilities. The first is that the physical body is too weak, and the second is that this huge guy's body has amazing ability to withstand blows.
Looking at the nigger's strong body, Tian Hong believed that the second possibility was more likely.
"Stop!" the nigger suddenly shouted, with a look of embarrassment and anger.
The nigger was also unlucky. At first, he was knocked off the machete by a big headbutt, and now, he was almost knocked to the ground by a punch from a weak-headed boy. The back of his neck still hurts.
Everyone stopped, and the black man's shout made the bruised head breathe a sigh of relief.
"Are you Tian Hong?"
The nigger bent down and picked up the sharp machete on the ground with a gloomy look.
"Yes." Tian Hong looked blank. He felt that this giant man's body contained amazing power. It was obvious that this guy had practiced external skills.
The so-called external skills are those who practice muscles, bones, and skin. They specialize in strong strength, such as iron arms, etc. This kind of skill is more than enough to control people, but not enough for self-defense. Internal skills specializes in the training of soft strength, and the movement of qi into the membrane to fill the whole body.
Although it is not enough to control a person, when you practice to a high level, not only can you not injure him with your fists and kicks, but you can also hardly injure him even if you chop him with a knife or stab him with a sword.
Practicing one breath internally and practicing muscles, bones and skin externally are the summary of internal and external skills. For example, according to the "Yi Jin Jing", "kneading" is internal skills and "beating" is external skills. As far as Tai Chi is concerned, the "shape" of Tai Chi is external skills.
, the "gong" of Tai Chi is internal strength. Internal strength only has the right path of accumulating essence and qi. When the qi circulates in the Dantian, it is called internal strength, also known as Taoism.
Those who practice external skills, chop, strike, point, stab, and think are all used to control people, which is more important than attacking. The attacker can not only kill people, but also commit suicide, so it is called a death attack. Those who practice internal skills, fill the body with luck, like building a barrier
, the idea is to protect yourself, let him attack you, even if you have hard skills and weapons, you can't stop him from succeeding, he will eventually retreat when he sees the difficulty, so it is called vitality.
Tian Hong is best at external martial arts, because his predecessor was a general on horseback. When fighting on the battlefield, he focused on killing with one strike.
However, Tian Hong's external skills are different from people's ordinary external skills, because fighting on horseback is a completely different concept than fighting on horseback. Horseback focuses on the indomitable momentum and strength, while fighting on horseback is more about
Moving skills, this is why after Tian Hong lost his soul and powerful body, he couldn't even defeat a gangster like A Qiang. Of course, if he were to ride a horse, it would be a different story.
At the same time, Tian Hong also practices internal strength, because internal strength can provide a steady stream of energy for a powerful physical body.
"I'm going to chop off a pair of your arms!" The nigger's dark face was filled with murderous intent.
The nigger held the machete and walked towards Tian Hong step by step. His huge leather shoes stepped on the ground, as if an elephant was walking by.
A fierce fighting spirit burned in the air.
Tian Hong didn't move. The wax pellet was pressed under his teeth. He didn't know what role the wax pellet could play. Only at the critical moment, he bit the wax pellet...